"Bronya."
Just the sound of that name being said in your mind was enough to set you off. A flurry of random emotions boinged around in your already tired brain.
See, you had a history with that name. And the person presently lying on the bed in Nat's clinic; who owned that name. You'd grown up in Natasha's orphanage. And up until your fourteenth birthday, Bronya had grown up there with you. Then the supreme guardian had come down to select an heir, on your birthday. And she had fricking selected your friend (to be fair, you were in love with her, or at least had a pretty massive crush on her) Bronya to become an heir. At that stage, you were happy for her. I mean, YOUR FRIEND COULD BECOME SUPREME GUARDIAN. That kinda thing could change your life. Until she went to the overworld and never contacted you again and then soon after there was an order to cut off the underworld and she approved it.
Anyway, to the present. You were presently second-in-command to Wildfire, and reported only to Nat. You were normally rather a calm person, but right now, your heart was going a couple million beats a minute. The reason: Sampo fucking Koski. The absolute windbag that was Sampo had brought down Bronya with three outworlders down to the underworld. He explained with a very confusing story, then promptly disappeared. So you were relying on the outworlders for an explanation, cause you obviously weren't asking Bronya. In fact, you'd be surprised if you managed to talk to her. The tall maple-leaf-aesthetic having man woke up first. He saw you looking at him, refused to engage, and walked out the door. You were supposed to take care of these guys when Nat was busy with caring for her patients. But, eh. You were sure this dude could handle himself.
Pink, Blue and Cutesy was the next to wake up. She actually came up and said hi to you. You took the chance to make Nat proud and give her a history lesson on the underworld. To which her reaction was simply,
"Oh my..."
you also chose to confirm whether this Bronya was, well, Bronya."Is that a Silvermane guard uniform? Been a while. Who is that?"
"Yeah! That's Bronya!" said the girl, whose name you had learnt was March 7th.
"Oh.. uh, tell me about her."
March told you what little she knew about Bronya. You hadn't a clue what happened to her after she went to the overworld. So any information was new to you. Apparently, she was the daughter of the supreme guardian Cocolia Rand (you knew that) She was also the commander of the Silvermane guards (Ugh, they were the ones who had abandoned the underworld. You wondered, was it Bronya that gave the order?) She also told you that Bronya had tried to kill them.Yeah, so that gave you a clear picture. Then she walked out as well. you saw her talking to Hook and the Moles through the window. Uh oh. And then the grey one woke up, immediately after. Stelle was an interesting one. She was the only one able to hold up a conversation that kept you interested. You traded stories. Stelle told you about the Astral Express and you told her about the Underworld and your life. You left out Bronya, though. Best to be cautious. Stelle asked you about the whereabouts of her friends around an hour into your conversation. You told her about March and Hook, and informed her that you had nothing on Mr. Maple, whose name was apparently Dan Heng. You wished her the best, and Stelle walked out.
Two hours later, you had pulled up a chair and were sitting near Bronya's bed. Natasha was done with all her patients for a little while, so she came up behind you and put a hand on your shoulder.
"Hey, Nat."
"It's really her, huh?"
"Yeah..."
Natasha too, got a chair and sat herself down. You made idle chatter wither until Bronya's eyes fluttered open.
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Quinn's Totally Realistic Oneshots (Genshin Impact & Honkai: Star Rail)
FanfictionUnnecessarily complicated and pointless x reader genshin impact oneshots to rot your brain. Read at your own peril. Edit: Star Rail is also in here now... Updates will be erratic because. Way too angsty :) TW: swearing, swearing everywhere. + Matur...