A Voyakiloid love story-Honne Dell and Fruscia
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Let us journey into the mind of Honne Dell and Fruscia...
Dell's POV
I often dreamed of her. Her light blue newsboy cap and trenchcoat. Her blue boots. How she tucks her white pants into them. Her loose blue tye. Those sweet, innocent eyes. The way she always cares about us-And by us I mean us voyakiloids. Us rejects. What other people tossed out as trash. I have every right to envy Kagamine Len. After all, I am apparently the 'failure' version of him.
But I hadn't gotten to know her until that day. Oh, but you have no Idea what I'm talking about, do you? How silly of me. I shall tell you...
It was a very rainy day in late August. The dark brown's, light brown's, green's, oranges, and yellows are still fresh in my mind, spiraling like a kaleidoscpe. I was on my way to visit my trainer when I noticed a small girl with a very blue outfit standing in the middle of the road. I looked the other way to see if there was anything coming towards her. Seeing nothing, I sighed in relief and continued on my way. But then I heard the honk.
A small semi-truck was barreling down the wet city streets with it's headlights shining through the rain. So I did the practical thing; I splashed towards her in a desperate effort to push her out of the way. At the curb, I saw the semi-truck coming even faster, the driver asleep on the wheel. I desperately leaped across, barreling into the girl and nocking her to the other side of the road.
I landed on top of her. As I stared into those innocent eyes I noticed something. Something...different. I couldn't put my finger on it, but it definitely stood out to me. "Um, could you get off?" She asked in the cutest little voice. I blushed and got up, giving her my hand. She gripped it. I pulled her up out of the rain as she made a little "oof" noise. Suddenly the silence rushed upon my ears and I couldn't stand it. "I'm Honne Dell." I said, smiling. She smiled back at me. "I'm Fruscia." She said faintly. I could just hear her voice.
We stood there in the rain, staring at each other. My shirt was getting soaked, sticking to my skin. But I didn't care. She blushed and ran away, head down. I chuckled and walked to my trainer. Maybe I would run into her again. I hope so.
I often dreamed of her. Her light blue newsboy cap and trenchcoat. Her blue boots. How she tucks her white pants into them. Her loose blue tye. Those sweet, innocent eyes. The way she always cares about us-And by us I mean us voyakiloids. Us rejects. What other people tossed out as trash. I have every right to envy Kagamine Len. After all, I am apparently the 'failure' version of him.
But I hadn't gotten to know her until that day. Oh, but you have no Idea what I'm talking about, do you? How silly of me. I shall tell you...
It was a very rainy day in late August. The dark brown's, light brown's, green's, oranges, and yellows are still fresh in my mind, spiraling like a kaleidoscpe. I was on my way to visit my trainer when I noticed a small girl with a very blue outfit standing in the middle of the road. I looked the other way to see if there was anything coming towards her. Seeing nothing, I sighed in relief and continued on my way. But then I heard the honk.
A small semi-truck was barreling down the wet city streets with it's headlights shining through the rain. So I did the practical thing; I splashed towards her in a desperate effort to push her out of the way. At the curb, I saw the semi-truck coming even faster, the driver asleep on the wheel. I desperately leaped across, barreling into the girl and nocking her to the other side of the road.
I landed on top of her. As I stared into those innocent eyes I noticed something. Something...different. I couldn't put my finger on it, but it definitely stood out to me. "Um, could you get off?" She asked in the cutest little voice. I blushed and got up, giving her my hand. She gripped it. I pulled her up out of the rain as she made a little "oof" noise. Suddenly the silence rushed upon my ears and I couldn't stand it. "I'm Honne Dell." I said, smiling. She smiled back at me. "I'm Fruscia." She said faintly. I could just hear her voice.
We stood there in the rain, staring at each other. My shirt was getting soaked, sticking to my skin. But I didn't care. She blushed and ran away, head down. I chuckled and walked to my trainer. Maybe I would run into her again. I hope so.
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