What's it Like in NYC!? {P, for ｓｙｒｕｐ. && ♫♪вяσкєи ℓуяι¢ѕ♪♫ }

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    What Ace really wanted to say was "I already have" but instead he bit his tongue and looked away, sighing. "I know...I just...I thought that maybe he'd go away or we could get along better without taking those pills. He tells me that it hurts him," He muttered quietly. Ace really hated this side of him, the side that easily gave into others' in pain. Sure, he couldn't care less about other people but if they were attached to him in any way he'd always try to help. Even if he was a jerk. Ace just...couldn't find out how to express this though. Shaking his head he stood up with a conflicted and down aura, silently glaring at the ground. "I don't...I don't know what to do anymore...what's my purpose, Dad? What am I alive for?" Ace asked his father, sincere and genuine.



    Ashley had this...look in her face. A deep red blush was spread over her cheeks like a blanket as she bit her lip, eyes distant. "Y-yeah," She managed to stutter out, all of a sudden storming towards where her iPod was. Once she picked it up and placed her already hooked in headphones in her ears, Ashley played Rainbow Factory~By: WoodenToaster ((Which is now my favorite song. Plus, it's about the twisted version of Rainbow Dash...kinda. You'll only get what it's singing about if you read the story, Rainbow Factory...)). Ashley took a deep breath and calmed down, removing the image of a rather embarrassing memory from her mind.


    Sean let out a sigh, and wrapped a strong arm around Ace's shoulders, "Ace, no one quite knows exactly why they are here, why they have been chosen to live. To be honest, I am not sure why I am here, I was never liked at all. But I believe that we do have a purpose. It is our job to change the world, in big and small, good and bad ways. We are here to change the course of history, and to make the future how it should be with our actions. How we exactly go about doing it, well that is a mystery. Who knows what you will do, what you will accomplish?


    Your purpose is decided by your actions." Sean then cleared his throat because, damn that was philosophical and shit and he hadn't said anything like that in awhile andit was wierd.


    Eva sighed and shook her head.

    Ace just kind of stared at his father for a moment before smiling ((oh SHIET Ace is freaking SMILING)) at him. "Okay, thank you Dad," Ace said, hesitantly hugging his father. Gosh, he hoped nobody saw this...he'd be soooo embarrassed.


    Ash just silently sat there, wrapped up in her thoughts again.


    ((Low muse...it'll be back up later))

    Ashley didn't respond, just stared off into space.



    Ace let out a shaky breath and shook his head slightly, holding onto his dad for a extra minute before heading outside, his smile gone and replaced by a poker face.


    Sean gave an uneasy sigh and kneeled behind Ashley, and began to braid her hair. He often fumbled around with things when he was nervous, and her hair was his favorite thing to play with.


    Evaa giggled, she thought it was funny when her daddy played with her mommy's hair.

    Ashley jumped in surprise at first but eventually calmed down and zoned out, letting her eyes fall shut once she saw Ace was okay. Soon enough she had fallen asleep and was welcomed into the black nothingness. Ashley didn't have any dreams and if she did they were either memories or about these cats...



    Ace sighed lightly and snuck out the door, shutting it silently behind him. Flipping the hood of his jacket up Ace made his way towards Town Square with his head lowered. He wanted to cool off and relax for an hour. He never really spent much time with his family anyway so they probably were used to this.


    Sean simply sat, braiding his wife's hair, and Eva handed him pretty flowers to weave into her midnight strands. Having a little sister, he'd known a lot about how to do hair.

    Scott simply shook his head and smiled, fiddling with Eva's hair also. He knew nothing about braiding so he just played with it aimlessly.


    Evalyn giggled, and Sean gave Scott a narrowed eyed glare. He'd finished Ashley's hair. She pretty much looked like a fairy queen with all the pretty flowers weaved in.

    Scott shivered and avoided his gaze, his head lowered a little more as he fumbled around with her hair.

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    He wrapped his arms around Ashley and sighed. He needed to get away for awhile. His own meds were coming in late and he felt like something bad was going to happen.


    Maybe he'd head to work early tonight. Nothing like a nigh at the casino to relax, right?

    Ashley awakened from her little mini-nap and smiled, leaning into Sean a little. She was grateful and loved Sean so much. Ashley honestly wouldn't even be alive if it wasn't for Sean and now, her children. What more could she ask for? Who cares if he had numerous disorders? If anything they only made her love him more. Yawning a little, Ashley caught sight of Scott, who was playing with Evalyn's hair.



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    GOSH DANG IT!! I KEEP FREAKING CONFUSING THEIR D*MN NAMES!!

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    Ashley looked behind her and noticed this, which cause her to smirk devilishly. Leaning up a little Ashley blew softly onto the nape of his neck.


    ((I don't know why, but whenever I sneak up behind someone and blow onto the back if their neck hey shiver and/or scream. ITS SO FREAKING FUNNEH!!))


    Sean let out a shrill scream and proceeded to flip his sh-t. He whipped around, and looked like he was going to throw a punch, but when he saw it was only Ashley, he redirected his fist to the wall right next to her, and punched a huge hole in it. He stared at her with wide, glassy eyes, shivering.


    "يا إلهي، أنا آسف لذلك ..." he muttered.


    ((Translation: Oh my god, I'm so sorry))

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    Oh SHIET... O.O


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    Ash squeaked in surprise and raised her arms to cover her face. She was obviously taken by surprise and this caused her to shake a little. Although, she relaxed when she heard Sean's voice. Laughing nervously she shrugged it off and said that it was okay. "I'm sorry too, it was my fault," Ashley added.


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    wELL WHEN HE'S HOLDING BACK INSANITY THE LAST THING YOU WANT TO DO IS SCARE HIM))


    He slowly pulled his fist out of the wall, knuckles bleeding. He seemed to stare at his bleeding hand with a distant look, before silently walking over to the kitchen sink to rinse his injuries.

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    Ashley frowned and sighed before heading towards Sean, deciding to help with his injuries. She felt bad.



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    He simply nudged her away and did it himself, and with the same glassy eyes, he stared at the clock. 5 pm. He usually didn't go to work until 8 but, "I think I'll get ready for work." he said in a distant voice.