9 Works in Chris's Mother (End Roll)
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"It's just us?" Russell asked.
On Chris' birthday, the two boys celebrate together in his home.
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This is a another universe where Russell left his house to move in with Chris after an incident. He never killed anyone here and everyone is alive and friends !
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- English
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- 1,978
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 11
- Hits:
- 204
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And that's how Chris finds him, curled up in the lap of an older guy whose back is practically merged with the wall of the lab building.
He's crying, but when he hears Chris approach, his head turns and his eyes are empty in a way Chris doesn't recognize. -
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In the alleyways, monsters lurk. Nighttime is when they come out to play.
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Everyone through out Dreamsend knows about Russell's suicide while the one person that should know was left in the dark.
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A Comedy of Errors (But not that kind) by crystalline_raven
Fandoms: End Roll (Video Game)
13 Nov 2019
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Ever heard of the butterfly effect? A little change in an event can alter so much.
...hm. I suppose counting these as "little" changes would be a little generous.
In which Russell remains a damaged child, and depending who you ask fortune is either violently for or against him.
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Even after this long, Russell is still recovering and seeking penance for his sins, but at least he has a friend to help him out.
Chris knows it's unhealthy to live like this with Gardenia's murderer, but then, he's never really been a healthy person to begin with.
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How did a fourteen year old receive the death penalty? By being as blatant as possible about his culpability and lack of remorse. How did his best friend react? Well, that question is a little harder to answer.
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Russell is released on Thanksgiving day. Chris invites him over for dinner- because what kind of friend lets their buddy suffer and starve alone on Thanksgiving?
Russell reflects on the things he's thankful for.
