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crossover_chickTotally out of the blue, I found this on devART the other day. Someone drew poor Victor having a low moment. And then there was the comment below, where someone else mentioned how sad the story made them. . .
WHY AM I HAVING ALL THE FEELS FOR MY OWN FANFIC?!
The worst part is, "Losing You" is just the first part of the trilogy, and if you know Forgotten Vows, you know life is just going to get worse for Victor. Yeah, okay, "Finding You" has some happy moments, but "Forgetting You. . . ." I can't even really tell them "it gets better" yet! *facepalm* The price I pay for writing angstfic. . .
Well, as long as I'm on a roll, let's have a sneak peek at another Alice memory:
Deluded Depths
“And endanger my vooo-cal chords? You might do iiiit for me.”
“Everyone here has an excuse for doing nothing!” Alice snapped, folding her arms irritably. “Reminds me of the asylum.”
The bottle fish made no response to this – just looked at her expectantly. Alice sighed deeply. Yes, all right, I’ll go unblock your stupid –
Her attention was caught by a familiar glitter. Another memory from Victor was awaiting her not two feet away, perched on one of the flat-topped flowers growing in this little pool. The bottle fish could wait – and besides, Victor’s voice would be much more pleasant to listen to. She leapt onto the flower and touched the butterfly.
“I’m g-glad you like my playing so much. I always g-get a little nervous when others hear me. . . I – I could g-give you a few lessons, if you like.”
I’d much rather you could perform for Carpenter and show him what real music is like, Alice thought, jumping off the flower. Of course, if playing in front of the children, or even me, can unnerve you, I can only imagine what playing in front of him would be like.
It was a little sad, in Alice’s opinion. Victor was a truly talented pianist (unlike herself – she grinned as she remembered her mother and Nanny trying desperately to get her to practice) and she was sure lots of people would like his music. But he was far too shy and introverted to ever want to play in front of a crowd. He’d explained to her that, for him, music was a very personal thing. Whenever someone else heard him, he felt – exposed. Like they’d somehow taken a look at his very soul. That’s why he didn’t like playing for anyone whom he didn’t already feel comfortable with.
He’d played a lot for her.
That thought made her pause as she prepared to head inside one of the little “music caves” to clear up the pipes. After she’d caught him that first time, and they’d talked a bit about music, he’d never really seemed to mind playing for her. Hell, he’d even offered her lessons. Was he just desperate to share something he liked with the only other person his age in the home? Or was there – more to it? After all, he’d spoken warmly of a piano duet with Emily, naming it as the probable moment he’d really fallen in love with her. And he’d confessed that he’d wanted to teach Victoria the instrument shortly after meeting her and discovering that he liked her quite a lot. Did wanting to give her lessons mean –
No, it can’t, Alice told herself, rolling her eyes at her own stupidity. You know how he is. He’s scared to death of love and marriage – believes it’s always going to end badly with him. He thinks of you as just a friend. A close friend, perhaps, but just a friend. And besides, who would actually want the girl who spent ten years in Rutledge? Stop seeing things that aren’t there.
Still, it made her feel a bit warm inside to realize that Victor liked and trusted her enough to share his precious piano with her. Maybe, when I get back. . .I will take him up on the offer for lessons. He’d at least have to be a better teacher than Nanny.
I just had to put Victor's Depths memory in the music fish's section. And make it music-related. Alice does have a couple of memories of being told to practice by her mother and Nanny. And yes, here she still has her denial set to "high." What can you expect, it's still only the second chapter of the game. She doesn't start letting things poke through properly until about the end of Chapter 3.
Hope you enjoyed that -- I'm off to edit Chapter 6 of "Losing You."
WHY AM I HAVING ALL THE FEELS FOR MY OWN FANFIC?!
The worst part is, "Losing You" is just the first part of the trilogy, and if you know Forgotten Vows, you know life is just going to get worse for Victor. Yeah, okay, "Finding You" has some happy moments, but "Forgetting You. . . ." I can't even really tell them "it gets better" yet! *facepalm* The price I pay for writing angstfic. . .
Well, as long as I'm on a roll, let's have a sneak peek at another Alice memory:
Deluded Depths
“And endanger my vooo-cal chords? You might do iiiit for me.”
“Everyone here has an excuse for doing nothing!” Alice snapped, folding her arms irritably. “Reminds me of the asylum.”
The bottle fish made no response to this – just looked at her expectantly. Alice sighed deeply. Yes, all right, I’ll go unblock your stupid –
Her attention was caught by a familiar glitter. Another memory from Victor was awaiting her not two feet away, perched on one of the flat-topped flowers growing in this little pool. The bottle fish could wait – and besides, Victor’s voice would be much more pleasant to listen to. She leapt onto the flower and touched the butterfly.
“I’m g-glad you like my playing so much. I always g-get a little nervous when others hear me. . . I – I could g-give you a few lessons, if you like.”
I’d much rather you could perform for Carpenter and show him what real music is like, Alice thought, jumping off the flower. Of course, if playing in front of the children, or even me, can unnerve you, I can only imagine what playing in front of him would be like.
It was a little sad, in Alice’s opinion. Victor was a truly talented pianist (unlike herself – she grinned as she remembered her mother and Nanny trying desperately to get her to practice) and she was sure lots of people would like his music. But he was far too shy and introverted to ever want to play in front of a crowd. He’d explained to her that, for him, music was a very personal thing. Whenever someone else heard him, he felt – exposed. Like they’d somehow taken a look at his very soul. That’s why he didn’t like playing for anyone whom he didn’t already feel comfortable with.
He’d played a lot for her.
That thought made her pause as she prepared to head inside one of the little “music caves” to clear up the pipes. After she’d caught him that first time, and they’d talked a bit about music, he’d never really seemed to mind playing for her. Hell, he’d even offered her lessons. Was he just desperate to share something he liked with the only other person his age in the home? Or was there – more to it? After all, he’d spoken warmly of a piano duet with Emily, naming it as the probable moment he’d really fallen in love with her. And he’d confessed that he’d wanted to teach Victoria the instrument shortly after meeting her and discovering that he liked her quite a lot. Did wanting to give her lessons mean –
No, it can’t, Alice told herself, rolling her eyes at her own stupidity. You know how he is. He’s scared to death of love and marriage – believes it’s always going to end badly with him. He thinks of you as just a friend. A close friend, perhaps, but just a friend. And besides, who would actually want the girl who spent ten years in Rutledge? Stop seeing things that aren’t there.
Still, it made her feel a bit warm inside to realize that Victor liked and trusted her enough to share his precious piano with her. Maybe, when I get back. . .I will take him up on the offer for lessons. He’d at least have to be a better teacher than Nanny.
I just had to put Victor's Depths memory in the music fish's section. And make it music-related. Alice does have a couple of memories of being told to practice by her mother and Nanny. And yes, here she still has her denial set to "high." What can you expect, it's still only the second chapter of the game. She doesn't start letting things poke through properly until about the end of Chapter 3.
Hope you enjoyed that -- I'm off to edit Chapter 6 of "Losing You."
