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4. A memory of a sibling:

helga was small. it was before olga moved away to college — she must have been a senior in high school. helga couldn’t recall exactly, partly because she was so young. but her older sister had brought many boys home ; not up to her room, but she’d bring them to dinner to meet their parents or to kiss on the couch while they watched some movie that helga found boring. but this time it wasn’t a boy she was kissing — it was a girl. they sat on the couch and kissed. she couldn’t see the other girl, she had her back to helga, but she could make out olga’s smile in the dim lighting. she didn’t think much of it at the time except ugh, olga always got to watch her movies. but after that night she never saw the girl again. she didn’t have it in herself to ever bring it up.

8. A hazy memory:

she wished she could remember this well, because dr. bliss said that it was good she didn’t remember the details, that it was her brains way of saying that it wasn’t important ; but that just made the stubborn girl want to remember it more. it involved her mom, one instance that she was really out of her mind after drinking too many smoothies. there was something about helga finding her in the bathroom .. had she been throwing up in the toilet ? in the bathtub ? and miriam was crying, wasn’t she ? but why ? helga just couldn’t picture the scene very clearly. it was just too foggy.

17. A memory of something they regret:

this list was extremely long — longer than helga ever wanted to admit — but one instance stuck out to her. arnold had been crying, and she’d seen it. she was the only one who noticed. gerald and phoebe were engaging in a close conversation, and no one else had been close enough. silent tears rolled relentless down his flushed cheeks. he looked like he was in so much pain .. and helga did absolutely nothing. she watched as he simply walked home. that was it. and she never found out what was wrong.

29. A memory they can’t let themselves forget:

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     Hangovers? Cute… Like that even remotely mattered to him at this point! What with the latest cut to the art funding on top of the ever shrinking paychecks teachers had to suffer at the hands of the board of education smacking him upside the nose this morning. The cephalopod had been funding art supplies for his cherished profession for the past two years, sure, but now he REALLY had to scrape by to make things work for his students. The man was dedicated to a very specific, classical curriculum that was relatively expensive to maintain, a curriculum he had maintained out of a combination of passion to his craft, and how much he cared for the growth of his pupils; not like the board would understand, what with how greedy and uncultured they are!

     Squidward, no, Mr. Tentacles looked down at his half-emptied wine glass as he thumbed the stem, then quickly side-eyed his bottle of rosé that he had secretly kept for such an emergency. There was merely a third of the alcoholic beverage left and, between his dizzying thoughts and dilating pupils, it had become increasingly obvious how distraught he had been over the recent budget cuts. Maybe he should ease up on the beverage, especially at school in front of one of his own students of all people, but hey this was Frankie after all, and Squidward had grown to trust her rather quickly over the years they’ve spent together.

     The two had a bit of a symbiotic relationship going for them, one where the red head would stay after school for an hour or so and express herself trough any chosen medium of art, and where Squidward would happily join in and guide her through it. It seemed to help her vent and escape from her home life for a bit, and it also definitely helped the octopus unwind after the stressful school day with someone who genuinely cared about art as much as he did.

“ Ya don’t sssay,” His speech was slurred, and he remained slumped in his seat appearing rather forlorn, “ Trrussst me sweetheart, I knOOow, but uhh… I can’t help it! Thossse… moronsh… they cut tha art fundsss!!! Hows am I ‘spose ta make endsss meet now…?!”

@llamanorthwest hOLY CRUD WHERE DO I START??? I love tots with all my soul??? She’s amazing and wonderful and smart and AMAZINGLY MULTI-TALENTED I COULDN’T KEEP UP IF I DARED. She goes above and beyond so she’s getting portrayals right and she wants everything to be accurate and she’s so KIND AND AWESOME and I would probably actually kill people for her bc SHE DESERVES PEOPLE WHO WOULD KILL FOR HER. I am a Hufflepuff through and through and if ur Hufflepuff doesn’t threaten murder for u are they even really Hufflepuffs? I would literally make ships illegal for you if I could. Honest to God. And I would make platonic ships a bigger thing bC GEEZ DO U DESERVE ALL THE PLATONIC SHIPPING PARTNERS UR HEART DESIRES.