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The Holidays are supposed to be a time for cheer, and yet there's something strangely dismal about tonight. You're out by yourself and you pass by a building completely coated in a strange sheet of ice. When you catch your reflection, you're trapped reliving your loneliest moment. The illusion can last for as long or short a time as you like, but the hollow sensation lingers even after the memory fades. What memory did you find yourself reliving and, now that it's over, what are you going to do to shake this mood?
It had been a whole year now that she'd been a Senshi. A little over that in fact. She remembered how insane things had been around the Holiday. November had been creepy in it's own right, but December had been just as haunting for her. At that time she had done several patrols with Hyperborea, trying to find out what was happening to their lovely city. This year though, she was trying to be more independent. How was she going to learn if she stayed glued to a Knight all of the time. Of course, the experience was very appreciated.
There didn't seem to be much happening tonight, but she did have a strange feeling that something just wasn't right. There wasn't any blimp on her radar though, no chaos around to harass her. It would be time to turn in soon though, her fuku didn't go well with this kind of weather, even with a coat around her and some knee length socks pulled over it. She was just thinking about turning in when the street lights ahead revealed a very peculiar house up ahead. Sure, it had been pretty cold, but she couldn't think of an good excuse for a house to be completely iced over like it was. Had chaos been the cause?
Curiosity got the better of her and she wandered a little too close. It was so clear she could see her reflection in the smooth ice. Suddenly she wasn't on the street anymore. Thrust back to a time when she was much younger. It was her first day at a new school, in a new city, neither of her parents had been around to drop her off on her first day. Mom was busy with a rehearsal, Dad was busy starting a new business. Her parents had spoiled her too much in New York, her mother hadn't worked at all in her younger years, wanting to spend as much time her her daughter as possible.
She had friends in New York, friends she hadn't wanted to give up. Sleep overs spent laughing under pillow forts. As she stood in front of the class, her face grew red as she was told to introduce herself. She couldn't stop the tears, even as her strange new teacher tried to comfort her. She spent most of the day in the nurses office after that, unable to get rid of the embarrassment. Only to be picked up by a driver later and return home to an empty house, unable to find a parent to tell her that it would be okay. Locking herself in her room only to get lost in pictures of friends she'd probably never see again. How could her parents leave her alone like this? How oculd they stripe her of everything she knew because it was good for them? Did they even care what she wanted?
Even after the memory shook her loose and she staggered back away from the house she couldn't get the feeling away. She didn't hate her parents for the move anymore, she was long past that. It had been so long ago and they were better these days about spending more quality time together. She had new friends, friends that she treasured. She left the house behind, found a corner street, and returned to being just Bluebell. It was time to return home, her parents would be in by now. Would they think in weird if she wanted to curl up on the couch and watch a movie with them? It was the only way she could think to get rid of the ache she felt now.
