The Greatest Show

[cuteandinnocentpet]

[The events of the last couple days must be taking its toll on you, Strangers. You did fight a giant snake lady after all and one with Composer powers which is no easy feat if those from the Mall can testify. And yet, there feels to be both a lull and quiet but also something on edge.

The intense feeling can almost be overwhelming.

But with this over your heads, something comes to visit you all. No matter where you are at, a Kyuubey comes to you.]

Oh, there you are! I didn't know if this interests you but that one satellite with the large screen is sending a transmission. [It points and blinks--wait, blinks? towards Cancelled and scampers off. It's hard to tell but some may think this one as the one little rat who made a certain delivery by being rather polite.

If you decide to follow it to Cancelled, the creature will be seated in one of the many seats and looking at the large screen blasting something out...wait a minute, don't those people look familiar?

Take a seat, Strangers. Watch the show...it's supposed to be a real blast.]

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[illusionarymelody]

[That's easy enough. Vita will just grab Jonathan and hold him tightly while kissing him. She needs little more to focus on how much she loves Jonathan and the life she's made with him and the amazing future they have that she most definitely hasn't given up on having. One day she'll give him beautiful daughters and surround him with witches that are all his.]

[backuphero]

[Jonathan is still surprised when Vita takes the lead so forcefully; he knows there's a good chance he always will be, and he loves her all the more for that. She's broken down walls he didn't know he'd put up, and some he'd been knowingly hiding behind. He wants to get better and be better, and he wants the same for her. Loving her has made him hope he'll have a future beyond the battle-filled life he'd expected to have.

He wants to be a father, to know if the pride he's felt watching two boys who couldn't be more different wield the whip that took his father from him is the same he'd feel watching a son of his own do the same. It's a pride set as armor around a timid fluttering sort of love, and he wants to set free that little nervous thing that might just be his heart.

His mind shouldn't wander while he's kissing his wife, but even as that's physical and immediate and surprisingly intense without the need to breathe, Kurama's words to them reverberate in his mind. There are more kinds of love than this. Flickers of memory threaten to distract him utterly; memories of smiles (and knives), of laughter, of weeping and of desperation, and of the love that ran through all those moments:

His mother brushing his father's hair. Eric grinning with tears in his eyes and his arms thrown wide open, and the way Stella and Loretta had flung themselves at him. The look on Charlotte's face when he'd come back from the Base. Nagisa, quiet and nostalgic, talking about his teacher. Barbara watching her little brother as he built a sandcastle -

The cascade is overwhelming. There are so many kinds of love in these worlds. He can't help but feel a fierce love for humanity as a whole, flaws and horrors and all. They're managing to keep on existing in so many places with so many variations on the rules of reality - how could he not love the people he long ago swore he'd guard against the night?]