GARDEN OF EDEN
'Always will be.'
>You realize the glow is from the sunrise. The flames are all out.
>There's silence over the cornfield now.
>No crackling of fire, no screaming or howling.
>No infernal laughter or ramblings of a desperate madman.
>Just her breathing and yours.
>You look up at Rebecca, finding her lips a thin line.
>The click of the Tridentia's trigger reset echos in the morning air. The safety/decocker's snap does too.
>Her fur shines in the growing light.
>"Rebecca --"
>Once again, she doesn't let you finish.
>She flips you around and crushes you in her arms, dipping her muzzle over your shoulder to make sure you can't escape.
>"A-Anon, I --"
>"Not so hard!" you wheeze. "I got a broken rib!"
>The tigress eases up, but only a little.
>It's enough that you can stroke her sides.
>"I -- I don't think I could have done it without you," she whispers.
>Her grip tightens for a moment.
>"Thank you."
>Your feet leave the ground when she stands.
>"Thank you, thank you, thank you," she breathes into your ear, a paw wrapping around the back of your neck.
>She drops Steele's gun and pulls you into her neck fluff.
>"Y-yeah..." you say, resting your hands on her shoulders.
>Rebecca holds you there, shuddering a few times.
>Then you realize she's chuffing.
>She pulls back and looks down at you, digits curling into your hair.
>"Anon --"
>"No, Rebecca."
>Her lip trembles, her face rife with disappointment like before.
>"Why not?" she asks.
>"Because I can't."
>"But why?"
>"I told you, this is my second chance. My chance to make up for what I let happen. And I can't abandon Ta--"
>"Don't you dare put this on me!"
>You stiffen.
>"Talia?"
>"Anon?" Rebecca asks, "are you alright?"
>"You decided you had to shut yourself off, not me!"
>"But Talia, I --"
>"But nothing!"
>"Anon? What's going on, Anon?"
>Talia lets out an exasperated sigh in your mind.
>"Lets clear this up."
>There's a sucking feeling; your ears ring slightly as Rebecca's eyes flash gold.
>"W-what was that?!" she gasps, dropping you and stumbling back.
>"Making this all easier," you hear Talia say. "It's me, Rebecca. It's Talia."
>Her voice is a little faint, but still clear enough.
>Rebecca looks down at her paws in confusion.
>"I'm in your head. Anon's too."
>"W-what?"
>The spectral-wolf sighs.
>"Look, I don't know how it works. Ten minutes ago I could barely talk. Just let me sort things out with Dumbass, alright?"
>You feel Talia's invisible gaze shift your way; she doesn't give the tigress a chance to answer.
>"Feeling fucking sorry for yourself isn't going to make anything better, Anon."
>"Yeah, you fucked up, but you know that. You know that and you've been paying it back."
>"You've dedicated yourself to paying it back, to making sure it doesn't happen again."
>A warm presence wraps itself around your chest.
>"That doesn't mean you don't deserve to live."
>For a moment, you can't breathe.
>"Talia, I can't."
>"Wha--?"
>You've never heard a ghost gasp.
>"I'm telling you you can, dumbass! What don't you get?"
>"It -- it wouldn't be right. You'd be there. You're here."
>Talia groans.
>"Yeah, and I just told you it's fine. I --"
>Her voice falters.
>"...I want to see you happy, Anon. Moping and pushing everyone else away won't do that."
>"It won't make me happy," she finishes.
>Your mind goes quiet. You feel her watching your gears turn.
>Rebecca almost looks like she can see them too.
>She wrings her hands.
>"...You're not lying?"
>"Of course I'm fucking not," the she-wolf whispers. "Why would I?"
>"I just -- you'd be right there! Doesn't that concern you?"
>Talia blows a raspberry.
>"Anon, I've been 'right there' since this started. Every bathroom trip, every shower -- every passing glance at Steele's tits, I was there."
>Rebecca raises an eyebrow; you fight not to blush.
>"I know you like Rebecca, Anon. I know how badly you wanted to just stay there in her hug and motorboat her huge, soft 'tiggies!'"
>The tigress' tail stiffens; you can't tear your eyes off her.
>"And now that I'm here," Talia muses," I also know she likes you back."
>Rebecca's ears droop as the she-wolf chuckles.
>"Oh, relax!" Talia says, "you like him so much because of what he did for you, not his body!"
>The two of you with bodies relax.
>"...but yes, it's not all just armored codpiece down there."
>Her chuckling fills your ears as the tigress lets out a small moan and tries to shrink down, like when you first met.
>"Talia, could you get to the point?" you say, trying to keep your voice even.
>"My point is it's fine, dumbass. It's fine that I'm right here."
>"...I always will be. And don't you forget it."
>You look at the rising sun, and sigh.
>You won't.
>She'll make sure of that, now that she can talk again.