Since y’all seem to love my Savannah Doe AU I figured I could write a little about it I guess?
Uhh yeah it’s all under the cut, reminder Sav and Penny are two separate people, thanks :)
ummmm mainly for @fucking-gay-frogs and @sugarcoated-dandy bc they love this au a bunch <333
Light. Dark. Pushing. Pulling. Overfilling. Emptying.
And then.
Grass.
A trip, and hands in the cold wet grass. It had just rained.
An itch, in the neck. But the neck isn’t there. But the head?
Feel. Warm cheeks. Long hair. A full neck, with just a scratch.
Search. A mirror. To see. The truth.
Voices. Bodies. Laughter.
Garbled. But loud. Cover ears. Still there.
Faces. Blurred. Hands, warm. Holding. Name. Name asked.
You don’t know. You don’t know who you are. You just remember the accident.
“She needs first aid!”
“She needs to breathe.”
“She needs- Ricky?”
A boy. Crawling to her. Holding hands.
A name. A small simple name coming to mind.
Do you remember? Yes.
“Savannah. I am Savannah.”
Pause. No speech. Everyone’s confused.
“So Jane Doe came back too? With me?”
Pigtails. Freckles. Big worried eyes. Another girl, like her.
“You’re… Penny?”
Eye widen. “How do you know that?”
Confusion. “I don’t know. I only remember-“
Quiet. The pain is too unbearable.
“Well, we’re all okay. That machine brought us back. He gave me my head back. But you had the other head, didn’t you?”
Look up. “You remember. I was- lost. A lost person. Now I have a name. And a life.”
Blinking. Realizing. She was a person. She was Savannah.
“Well, we can’t leave you here,” another voice, loud and worried, “You can stay with me, my parents aren’t ever around.”
Red hair. Warm smile. Familiar face.
“O-Ocean?”
She nods. “I’m Ocean, Savannah. I voted you to come back, remember? As Jane?”
Savannah took a moment. “After you realized choosing yourself was immoral. I remember.”
Ocean held Savannah’s hands and helped her up. She stumbled, but was able to stand.
She saw the other people. She helped up Ricky, who seemed unable to walk and talk anymore, but he was able to stand with her support.
“Savannah?”
She looked around. The girl with purple hair. Who played that silly recorder.
“Constance.”
She looked around. “And Noel. And Mischa. And Ricky. And.. Penny.”
Penny smiled. “That’s right, Sav.”
“Who’s Sav?”
“It’s you,” Ocean explained, “It’s a shorter version of Savannah.”
Savannah blinked, then slowly did something she never thought she could do. She smiled.
“I like Sav. I like you guys too. I hope I can understand why that machine brought me to life, but I think he’s dead.”
The others laughed, and Savannah was confused until Constance explained they thought she made a joke.
Turning around, they all saw the rollercoaster. The wreckage they all climbed from. Alive.
Now there was Savannah. A new member, an unknown face.
But soon she wouldn’t be so unknown. And that was guaranteed.
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