thecapitol | Late at night

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Late at night

Who| Pruna and Sandy
What| Late night conversations
Where| Sandy's room
When| The night of the date auction
Warnings/Notes| Frank talk of death probably, also more talk of pregnancy because Pruna will get to the bottom of this mystery!

Even after all the excitement and dancing Pruna woke up a few hours after she went to bed, alert and ready. She sighed because here there were no guardians waiting for her to turn up to lessons, and she got into trouble if she left the suit this late at night. So there was nothing to do but lie in bed and try and go back to sleep.

Her thoughts wouldn't be quiet though as she thought about the dancing and everything she had learned, and how she was Sandy's friend now. She was also thinking about what Wesker had said, and how she had had parents once because everyone did.

She frowned, she wondered if Sandy knew that. She sat up and making her decision padded out of her room, and across the hall into Sandy's.

"Do you be being awake?"

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Sandy had not been awake...not yet. Instead she whimpered from her her bed, an empty mug resting on the nightstand as Effie's special tea held her captive in a nightmare. She groaned softly "help...anyone..." And twisted in her sheets wrapping them around her legs and squirming as they tightened around her.

It seemed Pruna's timing was continent.

Pruna was at her side in a second freeing her legs from the sheets. "Be waking up Sandy, it do just be being a stupid nightmare."

"Gah!?" Her eyes snapped open and she gasped a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding. A rush of adrenaline mixed with the chemicals in her system confusing her as a pair of eyes caught her attention and made her tense up.

As the fog of confusion lifted and the face became more clear she whispered, daring to address the figure, "Ashley?!"

"It do be being me." She reached out to poke Sandy's forehead. "Be getting out of there stupid nightmares."

Sandy blinked slowly, face flushed and cheeks wet from having shed a few tears in panic. Then she offered a crooked sheepish smile.

"T-thanks...saved me again." She rubbed her face aggressively to clear it of moisture and rub the sleep from her eyes.

"Of course I did be." She grinned and sat down on the bed, stealing some of the covers because despite the humidity in the day time it wasn't too warm in the middle of the night.

Sandy scooted over without a thought giving Pruna half the bed and covers, maybe it was just from sleeping at her side for weeks in the arena, maybe it was Sandy's more submissive nature showing through but it didn't even cross her mind to ask why Pruna was doing that.

Instead she asked as they got settled in again. "Not that I don't appreciate the save but...what's up? It's like...the middle of the night."

Pruna didn't seem to think anything was strange with that, but then again until she had come to the Capitol she had never spent a full night in a bed on her own. Her sister had always slept at her side.

"You did be telling me about your dad, and how he saved you. But you did no be telling me about your mother. Did you be knowing that every person do be being made from a man and a woman, or two men and a woman or two women and a man."

Sandy almost laughed, but she was getting better at choking back her startled giggles when Pruna asked these questions that seemed so common sense to her.

"Well...yeah. I mean my mom didn't have like..."the talk" with me. But I've seen stuff on TV."

"The talk? There do be being a talk?" Was that how people knew these things, since books were so useless. Maybe the point was you had to have parents to be a parent, it was some secret club. She wrinkled her nose.

"Maybe it do be being because we do no be having TVs..." She sighed.

Sandy shrugged, "People have been making babies since history began. I'm sure they just told people how."

So what did Sandy know about it?

"First off, boys and girls have different parts, right? Down there?"

Pruna wrinkled her nose and nodded, "Yes, I do be knowing that." She wondered what this had to do with anything.

Sandy brought her hands up out of the blankets making a circle with her thumb and forefinger and pushing two fingers into that circle.

"So I guess they're supposed to like...fit together. Adults do it, it sounds gross but if TV is to be believed it feels good. And then a baby starts growing in your belly. And whatever you eat it eats and whenever it pees you pee."

Sandy's less then stellar education brought to you by late night TV and an inattentive mother!

"You do be talking about sex right?" Wait for it, Pruna blinked and you could practically see the light switch on in her mind as the final puzzle piece clicked into place.

"Sex do be making babies?" Pruna sat up fully and blinked at Sandy in surprise and everything she had been trying to work out over the last week made sense at last.

She let out an annoyed huff. "Well why did no one just be saying that in the first place! Instead of giving me stupid books that do no be explaining everything and do be telling lies."

Sandy's face burned red and she laughed out loud.

"I never really know what stuff you know about and what you don't." She sighed.

"Adults don't like talking about sex in front of us cuz we're young. It embarrasses them and makes them feel gross."

"That's because it do be being gross." She said flopping back down, "Well at least that do be explaining how they can be making babies by accident."

"Yep, have too much fun and it happens. I was an accident...least my mom said so." She added nonchalantly.

"Who have you been asking?" She added curiously.

"You did be?" Pruna wrinkled her nose, "But she did no be throwing you aw... adoptioning you?"

She shrugged, "Wesker."

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Sandy shrugged, "Well my dad was still around then. And he was good to me. She was happier too back then. She only got crabby when he was taken away."

Sandy's face screwed up when Wesker was mentioned. "Ew that guy? He's a creep."

"Did your dad be naming you then? If your mum did no be liking you?" Pruna did not seem to register that this subject might be uncomfortable or sad for Sandy at all.

She wrinkled her nose, "He do be being nice, and he did be explaining things better than the stupid book."

Sandy pondered that for a moment. "Well I mean...mom liked me OK before dad left but maybe. I mean he was the "Sandman" and I'm "Sandy" so...maybe?"

"He creeped me out when we met. Threatened me and stuff...I mean so did you but we're cool now." She rolled onto her side to face Pruna.

"I guess it's hard to hold a grudge around here since we're all being forced to do all these terrible things by the same people."

Sandy nodded at that, thinking. So as well as parents not liking their children at all it was possible for them to like them, and then decide later that they didn't like them at all.

She wrinkled her nose, she didn't like remembering when they first met, so she had mostly just pretended it never happened.

She was quiet for a moment before she spoke quietly, "Sandy? If I did be dying, for real dying if they did no be bringing me back. Would you be being sad?"

That made Sandy's breath catch in her chest. She looked far away and worried as she considered the option.

"Yeah." She answered softly. "I don't...I don't know what I'd do if that happened." She tried to think. Would she fight? Would she lay down and die?

"I'd cry alot...but I'd try not to because I know you hate that." She muttered sheepishly.

"But I'd never, ever forget you."

"But you would be crying anyways because you do always be crying, your face do be being leaky." She said softly, not knowing what to think about the fact Sandy would never forget her, it made her feel strange, happy but sad all at the same time.

But also suspicious she sat up slightly. "But you did be saying that you do only be deserving to live until you do be doing bad things like killing, and I do be being a killer. You did be saying that if you do be hurting people then you do be giving up your right to be being happy. You did be saying it."

And it was something Pruna wondered about, even when she tried to pretend that meeting had never happened. Because even though she wanted to be with her sister, and be back at her job she felt happy with Sandy, she just couldn't believe the same things, because killing people was what she was best at, and serving the dark god was what she did, what her biggest duty was.

Sandy fell silent again. Pruna was asking so many deep questions tonight. If it weren't for the adrenaline from her nightmare there was no way she'd be up for all this thinking.

"Alot of stuff has happened since then." Sandy decided, "And while I still think that people shouldn't go around killing other people just...randomly." She worked through her thoughts slowly, "Some people are bad and deserve to die." She decided.

"People who are cruel. People who bully others or take away freedom like the capitol. I guess...I still haven't killed anyone."

Another pause.

"But I've thought about it alot. I mean...obviously right? In the games we have to. The only way I could win without killing someone is being lucky and faster then any of them...and I think we both know I'm not lucky."

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