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Promise Me?

(Originally posted on AO3 on 5/10/22. You can also read this on fanfiction.net)

A post canon marcanne fic with hurt/comfort, communication, and slight canon complaint. Contains The Beginning of The End and Kid Icarus Uprising spoilers. While watching Marcy play one of her favorite video games, it reoccurs to Anne just how badly she treated her in the past. Maybe they should talk it out a bit?

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The sun was starting to set, and we were just now settling down from a long day of walking and playing around town. On the floor at the bottom of my bed, Marcy had a blanket tied around her neck in the form of a cape, playing on her 3DS. Sitting beside her, I was not watching the screen, but her look. How her expression changes from focused, to surprised, to confusion, to overwhelming joy. I would know what she was reacting to if I didn't tune out the noise from time to time. But, I soon noticed that a part of the game had ended, for the orchestral music was put to a stop, and Marcy's eyes were wide.

"Ohhh Anne, you'll never believe what happened!" She beamed while shaking my shoulder.

"What is it?"

"Pit can't fly anymore! He asked for the power of flight from Viridi, which he used up earlier from a battle, BUT Dark Pit was in danger and he needed to save him! And now that he overused his power he can't fly anymore and it looks like he's deaddd!" She leaned her head back on the edge of the bed and whined. But something must've caught her attention, as she peeped her left eye open and looked at me.

"Hm? What is it?"

She giggled and sat up straight. "You're looking at me like that again!"

Once again, Marcy was ahead of me for I hadn't noticed the smile and warmth across my own face until now. It's painfully obvious to her how much I like her, and I wouldn't be surprised if she knew all along. Not like I'm ashamed of it, anyways. I just wish I could've told her on my own.

"Sorry sorry, I couldn't help myself." I shyly replied. "You're just cute.."

"D'aww, stop it, Anna-Banana!" She teasingly flicked my forehead, my supposed punishment for staring. But she soon snuggled against me, adjusting the stylus in her hand and continuing her game.

Because of Marcy's quick summary of the last chapter, I found myself curious about what would happen next. So I shifted down to her height and watched her play. The game had an angel on the top screen, and characters talking on the bottom. The way she was controlling the game was different compared to others, and it seemed a little hard. But she seemed to do it with ease as if she prepared her whole life for this moment. I eventually found myself interested in the story itself….even though I barely have any clue of what's going on.

And before I knew it, the chapter was put to an end, and Marcy's eyes were sparkling. "He's alive!" She wrapped her arms around me and rejoiced. "He's aliveeee!"

"Shhh, my parents are probably asleep by now!"

"Oops—sorry, you're right!" She whispered. "I'm just so attached! The writer definitely knew what they were doing, because this is just so spectacular! The way the gameplay is implemented, the characters, the voice acting!" She squealed. "You have to play it for yourself!"

"Maybe I will.." I presupposed.

She let go of me and started to start the next chapter, and I began to watch..but I ended up zoning out again, and an old memory returned to my mind. When we had a sleepover, a bit similar to this one, and how Marcy showed us one of her favorite movies. And how we barely paid attention to a word she said. She had the same excited and passionate look on her face, but we didn't bat an eye. And we fell asleep, we always did.

"..You're spacing out again." Marcy waved in front of my face with a weak smile.

"Ah—sorry, just remembering something."

"Did I leave the oven on while making the cookies!?" She jolted up. I guess she was the one who forgot about things this time.

"Nono, I'm pretty sure you didn't, silly!" I booped her nose for a quick tease, followed by her laugh. "It's something else.."

Marcy slouched back down, closing her 3DS and looking back up to me, pouting. "You're frowning.."

"Oh, am I?" I paid attention to my face, and she's right, the smile wasn't there anymore. "Dang, you got me again! Don't worry about it though, I'm probably just tired. It's late anyways!" I stressed.

"You sure? We promised to talk about things that's bothering us from now on, remember?"

Damn! We did promise that. Once we came back from Amphibia and settled down, all three of us talked and thought of ways to make things better. And that was one of them. But wouldn't it upset her if I brought it up again? I wouldn't want that..I don't want to see her smile go away anymore. But the only way to make sure of that is to talk, isn't it?"

Taking a sharp breath, I sat up straight. "It's just..I can't believe this is what I've been missing out on all these years."

"Hm? What do you mean?"

"You know..all those times you were rambling and being all happy..I didn't hear any of it. Even when I tried, I ended up falling asleep or getting distracted."

"Oh." She blinked and clicked her tongue. "..Well, I know you wouldn't do that anymore! And that's all that matters!"

"But I still hurt you, didn't I?" I mumbled. She leaned in a bit closer to listen to me. "You deserved to be heard back then as much as you do now. I know everything's alright now but..I'm still very sorry, Marcy."

I didn't dare look back up at her, but I could feel her staring at me. She's not going to accept my apology, isn't she? I don't blame her..I wouldn't accept it if I were her either. But, I felt a hand on mine, and I averted my gaze back at her to be greeted with her dilated pupils and sweet smile.

"..It did hurt, it hurt me so much. Looking behind me just to see you two asleep made me very upset."

I blinked back a few tears and sniffled. I hurt her that much?!

"But! It isn't your fault. It never was. It wasn't Sasha's, and..honestly, it isn't mine either. It was just a mistake both of you made, and a common one at that. Plus, it's not like I should force you to listen."

"But we did it over and over again! And we kept leaving you out, and using you, and you didn't deserve any of it! We should've known how painful it was for you from the start!" I cried out. "I hate how I acted back then..I just want to go back in time and give you all the love you needed.."

Marcy tightened her grip and rubbed the back of my hand with her thumb, and I didn't understand any of it. Why should she be comforting me? She made her usual face when she's thinking long and hard about something, lightly scrunching up her nose, looking around the room, tapping her finger, and making little noises like "Bapapapapaaa..". She must not be used to talking about such things yet, which is understandable.

Finally, she made a pop with her mouth. "Well, you acknowledge that it hurts now, don't you?"

I nodded.

"And you promise to never leave me out again?"

I nodded again.

"You really promise?" She frowned and furrowed her eyebrows. "This is serious, you know. I don't want to go through that ever again. I'm glad you want to change and that you care about me, and although it isn't your fault, this is still something that should be worked on."

I flipped my hand so it would fit perfectly into hers, blinked back my tears once more and smiled at her. "I promise. Thank you, Mar-Mar."

"Nono, thank you." She consoled me. "If you never brought this up, we would've never fixed it."

I hummed in agreement and squeezed her soft hand. With her other, she gently wiped away my fresh tears that were starting to form, rubbing her thumb against my warm cheek in a soothing motion. After a while of drying away my damp face, it seemed she was lost in thought again.. Sure, she was looking at me, but I couldn't tell a single thought behind her dark brown eyes and she stayed silent and mostly still…maybe she's thinking about how pretty my eyes are and how she could stare into them for hours? Wait no Anne stop—don't think about that! This is serious!

"Mmm.." Marcy finally spoke. "Can you promise me one more thing tonight? Just to make it fair."

"Shoot."

"If you think you're about to go to sleep, can you at least let me know first?" She requested. "That way it won't hurt as much?"

"Oh, yeah sure! I don't mind that at all."

"Cool!" She beamed, and I couldn't help but smile at her relie— "WAIT nono one more thing," Well that was short lived. "Do I have to tell you when I'm about to ramble? I feel like I have to..if I had before then everything would've been alright.."

"No, you don't need to do that at all, I love hearing from you!"

Her face noticeably changed from a medium brown tone to a dark red and her eyes widened. "Well, if you say so.." Clasping her hands together, she looked away from me..maybe I should've kept that one to myself.

"...You can go back to playing your game now if you want." I advised, helping her hide her embarrassment..and hopefully mine.

"Y-yeah! I will! Thanks for the talk Anne!" And she swiftly scooped up her game, opened it up, and went back to playing as if barely anything happened. Scooting right back next to her though, I noticed the redness returning to her face, and she focused in front of her, as if she was trying not to look at something else.

"A-affectionate tonight, aren't we?"

"Hm? Do you want me to get off for now?"

"Nono! Don't get off! I'm just..not used to this.." She explained. "I-I mean I am! But tonight..it feels a lot different. It feels..more focused. Like, it's not something I could just think of once and turn away from anymore.."

And then my cheeks were a dark red. "Mm, I gotcha." I said, laying my head on her shoulder. "Just tell me if you want me to stop and slow down, alright?"

"I will." She said surely. "I'm glad we got to talk like this..it feels nice."

"I'm glad too, Marcy."

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