Deviation Actions
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written fanfic
Opal put her hands on her head, trying to remember her memory dream...but it was fading quickly. As if her mind was trying to forcefully erase the memory against her will.
“Ugh...I'm forgetting” Opal gripped her head harder. Trying anything to keep the memory slipping. It seemed no use though.
“What do you remember?” Monster asked calmly
Suddenly, the memory was back. “I remember my mother.”
“Really?” Monster seemed a bit uncomfortable with Opal's sudden change in attitude
“and the breakfast server” Opal said looking into space as she was thinking of her memory
“A breakfast server...were you rich...?” Robot asked
“'don't think so...I despise rich people.”
Robot just stared back at her...how could you have a “breakfast server” and not be rich?