Bright & Cheery Amnesia

[onaroll]

Amelie’s not really sure what’s going on right now - she doesn’t particularly recognize the bedroom she’s in, and she really doesn’t recognize the shockingly attractive blonde bombshell she is apparently sharing a bed with.

Even if she had gotten drunk enough to have the kind of memory gap she’s currently sporting, there is no amount of alcohol that would have gotten her confident enough for this. Plus, she’s sixteen, Mama will kill her if she finds out that she’s been drinking.

Wait, no, don’t escape from reality, Amelie. Escape from this bedroom. Just slowly move out from under the covers and - WHAT IS SHE WEARING?!

Acting on complete autopilot as she moves, Amelie grabs the pillow that was under her and just ducks into the nearest door once she’s out of the bedroom. Crouching down, she holds the pillow over her face and starts screaming.

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[onaroll]

Amelie glances down at her hand and notes that she is, indeed, wearing a ring. Also, at some point she apparently got into body modification, because holy shit there is a giant pink diamond embedded in her hand.

She is going to visibly decide not to think about it as she reaches up to her ear and...yup, there's the earring. Was she seriously sleeping with this on? That seems...unsafe.

There's a long pause as she takes this in. And then Amelie turns red again as she realizes that if they were married, this woman has seen her naked.

Fortunately, she still has the pillow in a death grip so she just buries her face in it and screams happily.

[cidery]

Fortunately, Apple was well in tune with Amelie's screams, and she knew which ones were real emotions of the negative sort. And this? Wasn't it. This was pure lesbian gay joy. And she was squealing.

With a laugh, Apple smiled as she let Amelie ride it out. "So, that being said, I'm Apple, your wife. And you and I are a couple. How much do you remember? None of it?"

[onaroll]

"N-nothing?"

Amelie sort of flinches at that, because telling your wife (she is married to the most beautiful woman in the world, holy shit) you remember absolutely nothing of your relationship...she's pretty sure that qualifies as Bad.

[cidery]

"Hmm, well, I'm sure it'll come back to you in time." said Apple thoughtfully as she adjusted her glasses and put her book to the side before sliding out of bed.

"At the same time, we should probably consult your friends on this situation."

[onaroll]

Hmm.

“Does Calem still have the same phone number? Or we could call Tierno, he knows a lot of people...”

[cidery]

"They should..." Picking up her cell phone which she had obtained a few weeks ago for this world, Apple checked the number and nodded.

"Found it."

[onaroll]

At that moment, Amelie came to a profound realization: not even once had she considered that Apple might not know her friends, because from the moment she started speaking Amelie had believed every word she said with her whole heart.

Holy shit. She's eighteen years old and married to an actual princess.

Good Job, Past Amelie. You made the best choices.

[cidery]

Apple knows that expression, that expression of glee and happiness as she gathers Amelie in a hug. "I hope I'll be able to fill your days with love again, Amelie," she said with a fondness of trust and comfort.

[onaroll]

Annnd she's red again.

Sixteen year old Amelie was significantly more of a useless lesbian than eighteen year old Amelie.

[cidery]

Apple wonders if she hugged Amelie more intimately, would she explode?

Let's find out.

And she pulls her into a tighter hug, running a hand down her back gently.

[onaroll]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[cidery]

Yep, that was certainly a reaction.

Giggling, Apple ruffled Amelie's hair as she kissed her on the cheek.

"C'mon, let's get breakfast."

[onaroll]

AMELIE WILL FOLLOW YOU PAST THE VERY GATES OF HELL.

[cidery]

Giggling, Apple lead her downstairs to the kitchen, as she busied herself around the place. Setting out some coffee that she had started earlier, she said, "What did you want today?"

[onaroll]

“Espresso and a croissant?”

So her usual, then.

[cidery]

"Of course, I figured as much. Glad your tastes didn't change, otherwise I'd be at a loss."

A fresh butter croissant and Expresso would be set down in front of her, with a decorative heart in the cream.

[onaroll]

Amelie stares at the heart in wide-eyed wonder before reaching out, grasping the mug in both hands, and draining the entire thing in one go.

Amelie’s coffee habits are deeply, deeply ingrained.

[cidery]

Good, because if it wasn't, Apple would be deeply concerned for her well being.

"Another?"

[onaroll]

Amelie nods, a little hesitantly, and nibbles her croissant as she stares at Apple with hearts in her eyes.

She is going to have a screaming breakdown when she finally sees those in the mirror.

[cidery]

This one has an apple in the cream. It's like you're drinking in Apple.

Badum dum ching.

[onaroll]

There’s a pause as Amelie looks around with narrowed eyes - did someone just make a pun? - before her gaze falls on Apple and she turns red again.

[cidery]

We the narrators made a pun. That's perfectly normal in Ever After.

"You know, if you keep gazing at me lovingly you'll be hungry later," teased Apple.

[onaroll]

This is the point where the Amelie Apple married would make a blithe joke about ‘eating an Apple’ - shut up, it doesn’t count as a pun if it’s an innuendo- but what Amnesiac Amelie does instead is turn red again and stare down at her croissant.

[cidery]

Awww she's so cute~

"Here," said Apple, handing her a plate of eggs as well. "You'll need the energy if we're going to be traipsing all over the town."

[onaroll]

"What town are we in, anyway?"

If Amelie looks up from those eggs she'll just start blushing again so she is avoiding that.