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// Blue Ending 
// Story: Hand In Hand 
// by Bysen 
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“Are you ready?” Bon-bon asked.

“What do you think?” Lyra replied as she swatted Bon-bon’s butt and walked past her out onto the stage. The crowd was huge. Nearly one hundred people were attending tonight’s show. Sure they where a novelty act at a carnival but it was constant work and had kept them well fed for over ten years now.

The attraction of the one armed girl and the girl with parkinson's playing piano was by no means the biggest draw but worked as a good intermission from the main freak acts. Hard to believe they’d been doing this for so long now. The early dreams of performing in royal symphony orchestra was all fun and good but though eventually accepted into a rather prestigious pianist role at a rather reputable but still nowhere near royal symphony orchestra, they’d left soon after as the amount of restrictions were simply too harsh.

Through college the two worked as entertainers at nearly every live entertainment bar and pub in their town. And of course being college they experimented a little. They’d always loved each other… so why not make it a physical love as well? the answer: both of them were straight. They gave it a go and both hated it. Still happened a few times over the years but nothing really came from it and eventually both of them got married. Bon-bon later divorced and is currently engaged to her third husband to be.

Lyra named her first born, her daughter, after Bon-bon’s sister Twist and her son after Twist’s son just to try and mess with people's heads at family reunions. She never really changed. Neither did Bon-bon really. Well, aside from how much she changed after first meeting Lyra that is. But aside form that she too remained the sweet girl she once was and though divorced from her husbands still cares for both of them. They made Lyra promise to never tell Bon-bon but both of them think the reason they didn’t work out is because Bon-bon loved Lyra more than anyone else. It was a secret Lyra was happy to keep… well, she may tell Bon-bon’s fiance after the honeymoon.

The show over, just playing a single song together on stage the usual stupid hecklers did their thing “Hey, you two should kiss!” came a ridiculously loud female voice that had a oddly posh tone to it for the comment she’d yelled. But today they obliged and gently kissed up on stage. After all, today was exactly twenty years to the day that they’d first met.

The end.