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So (spoiler alert) Angella is now trapped between dimensions and she might not be able to escape.

But imagine she can still see what's going on.

Imagine that she, being an immortal angel and a princess, she still have enough power to intervene every now and then.

Imagine some day the best friend squad is fighting off some horde soldiers. Glimmer is busy with three of them, dodging their attacks, firing glitterpower at them.

Then, another one comes from behind. She doesn't notice. The soldier is about to strike. The princess feels a cold shadow on her back.

But before she can even look, the soldier gets hit. By a familiar kind of magic.

These kinds of small rescues keep appearing, at some time they all know it happens.

Later, when they may have rescued king Micah, along with Entrapta, the Horde plans a major attack. A second siege at Bright Moon.

Glimmer, still wielding her father's staff, because she's gotten used to it, using it, for a while thinking it was the only thing she had left from her family, will look up. A bright light.

Behind her, King Micah, ready for battle, rehearsing combat spells in his head, looks up as well.

A bright light in the shape of an angel.

The angel they thought they lost is still there, still protecting her oh so reckless daughter.

There will be tears, of course, of happiness. And they'll feel complete. Like a family, protecting what's theirs.

And after the battle, maybe after they've defeated the Horde, after some have gotten married, gotten kids, they will always have an angel on their side, watching over them.

She'll watch over the small, new princesses, learning how to use their magic. She'll laugh at the young girl, with cat ears, trying to grab the glowing sword from Adora's hands.

She'll watch the young Hunter in the forest, near Perfuma's kingdom, trying to catch butterflies. She'll help the young girl with glittery hair casting spells, and see the small wings on her back. She might cry.. and smile.

She'll watch all the children grow up, as well as their children, and their children. And so on.

One day, a young Glimmer, named after her great-great grandma, might look up to the sky and say:

"Hi, angel mama!"

(Edit: I wrote this a looongg while ago but y'all really like it?! Thanks everyone!)

“I won’t let you win! I’d rather see the whole world end than let that happen!”

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