Story belongs to Bob.

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It was a fine day in Mapel-err Nightmarecrest. Or at least you thought it was day. It was really hard to tell when the sky looked like a Mark Rothko painting. You were walking when you noticed someone out of place. She looked like your friend Fukua, but at the same time she did not. You then noticed that she was in fact fighting Fukua. You then leaped in to help your best friend.

(Y/N): ATTACK!

Suddenly several copies of yourself rushed towards Fukua's look-alike, and you dealt the finishing blow.

(Y/N): SCREW UPPER!

Fukua: Thank you (Y/N).

Then Fukua took Filia's place in the real world, and she took you with her. You woke up next to Filia's bed.

Fukua: Now what are you doing down there?

She pulled you into the bed and snuggled into your chest.

Fukua: Thank you for always being there for me (Y/N), and thank you for being my friend.

(Y/N): Well it was either you or one of those weird shadow people. You seemed like the better choice.

Fukua blushed and hid in your chest.

(Y/N): Good night Fukua.

You gave her a kiss on the forehead and the two of you fell asleep.

~The End~