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Uzi stared at her eyes in the mirror. Yellow and purple. Golden and warm. Cold and aloof.
What a pair they make.
She smiled softly to herself. It was… nice in a way. Even though she was cursed with these stupid solver powers and whatever. It was nice to have a reminder that N and V would always be by her side. That even with the broken mirrors, she’d still see the slivers of yellow and purple peaking through the glass.
She’s been haunted her whole life. She knew that. She embraced it! But now she feels… different about it. It doesn’t feel like something that defines her anymore. It doesn’t feel like a curse. It feels like a part of her. The same way that N and V’s hands fit into her’s.
It feels warm and steady. And for once in a long, long time, she can stand on her own two feet and say that she’s truly happy the way she is. So she’s weird and different and haunted. But so were the people around her.
And that was enough for her.
“Uzi!!! Come look at V’s Sailor Moon oc!!!” N yelled out, giggling excitedly.
“STOP CALLING IT THAT!!!” V screeched out, drawing out her claws and running after him with terrifying speed.
Uzi rolled her eyes.
Yeah. This felt like home.
“Wait up you two!! And try not to murder each other again!”
No. This was home.