Fandom: Aphmau MyStreet

AU: Mother Zane

Ship: Zanvis

Type: Angsty(?)

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It was 11:49. Close to midnight.

Zane sat in front of the burning fire, the kids were asleep and the short male was waiting for his husband to return home that night.

The front door creaked open. "..." Travis had said nothing as he attempted to sneak off into their bedroom.

"Welcome home, h o n e y." Zane said softly, bitterness heard when he said honey.

Travis jumped and spun around to Zane. "Oh my Irene, you scared me babe-"

"Don't 'babe' me Travis!" Zane threw a letter to him.

Travis unfolded the small letter.

'Dear Zane Ro'meave,

It has come to my attention that your husband, Travis, and my wife, Katelyn, have been seeing each other.

I plan to confront her when she gets home from her "business trip."

I suggest you the same.

Sincerely, Luka (her last name.'

Travis looked up from the letter and saw Zane on the brink of tears, a mad expression held on his face.

"Zaney you know I would never cheat on you and have an affair with this Katelyn girl." He lied.

Zane got even angrier, if even possible, the tears poured. "Affair? You cheating bastard!"

Zane walked over the over the fireplace and grabbed a basket.

"I saved every letter you wrote me."

He reached into the basket and pulled out 3 letters, all starting with 'Dear Zane'.

"From the moment I saw you I knew you were mine. You said you were mine. I thought you were mine."

The nugget looked at the letters and hugged them tightly. But his slightly happy expression turned back to anger.

"Do you know what Garroth had said, when I told him what you'd done?"

He set the basket and letters down, making hand expressions now.

"He said. 'You have married an Icarus. He has flown too close to the sun.'"

Travis took 2 steps forward when Zane shot his hand up, halting Travis.

"Don't. Take another step in my direction, I can't be trusted around you!"

Travis opened his mouth when Zane cut him off.

"Don't. Think you can talk your way into my arms. Into my arms!"

Zane grabbed the letters, reading over 3 of them at the same time. He edged them closer to the fire.

"I'm burning the letters you wrote me. You can stand over there if you want. I don't know who you are, I have so much to learn."

Zane grabbed another letter, quickly running over it before adding it to the collection of 3 he was already going to burn.

"I'm re-reading your letters and watching them."

He dropped the 4 into the fire.

"Burn. I'm watching them burn."

Zane grabbed another paper from the top of the shelf. It was a newspaper, flipped to one side with Travis and Katelyn.

"You published the letters she wrote to you!"

Zane held the paper up to Travis's face, pointing to a section that had a copy of one of her letters.

"You told the whole world how you brought this girl into our bed, in clearing your name, you have ruined our lives!"

Zane cried a little and looked at the picture of the whole family.

"Heaven forbid someone whisper, 'he's part of some scheme'."

Zane flipped to another page in the newspaper that held a picture of Gene, the headline was 'sales shooting thru the roof!'

"Your enemy whispers so you have to scream!"

Zane got close and said in a gentle, loud whisper.

"I know about whispers. I see how you look at my brother."

Zane looked at a picture of Garroth holding their little boy. Travis reached his arm over to pull him in when Zane backed up.

"Don't! I'm not naive. I have seen women around you. Don't! Think I don't see how they fall for your charms, all of your charms!"

Zane clutched his head, remembering all the looks girls gave Travis in public. He came back to his senses and slowly let go of his head.

"I'm erasing myself from the narrative."

The male walked over, grabbing more letters and burning them.

"Let future historians wonder how Zane Ro'meave reacted when you broke his heart."

Zane held up his hand that had the ring.

"You have thrown it all away."

He grabbed the ring and slid it off.

"Stand back watch it!"

He threw it in the fire, the sudden movements caused his mask to fall down, it also landing in the fire. Zane was probably gonna burn it anyway because it was a Travis gift.

"Burn!"

He held the note, yes, he was singing this whole time.

"Just watch it all burn!"

Zane threw more letters into the fire, hot tears rolling down endlessly.

"And when the time comes."

He turned and faced Travis, taking slow and firm steps towards him.

"Explain to the children."

He pointed up to their bedrooms, Travis fell back and crawled back.

"The pain and embarrassment you put their mother thru!"

Zane gestured to himself, and yes he goes by mom in the family.

"When will you learn, that they are your legacy, we are your legacy!"

Zane backed away, putting both of his hands over his heart, a hurt expression held.

"If you thought you were mine!"

He cried until Travis tried to approach him.

"D o n ' t!"

Zane pushed Travis away. Hot tears still streaming.

The nugget threw a suitcase to him. "I want you out of this house and out of our lives! Until you know what you did, you are no longer welcome into this family."

Zane grabbed Travis's hand and took his ring away. He white haired male tried to get it back but only got pushed away. "You can get this back when I think you're ready. Now. OUT!"

Zane threw Travis out the door, locking the house.

/The Next Morning\

Zane hummed in the kitchen as he made some pancakes.

"Morning mom." The teenage daughter was heard. "Where's dad?"

Zane finished making the pancakes and served her a plate. "Dad won't be back home for a while Sophia." Zane smiled and booped her nose. "Can you go get your brother?"

"Of course." She got up and ran to her shared room with her younger brother.

Zane smiled, he turned to get another plate for Jacob, the younger brother, when he spotted a note.

"My Dear Love,

Your husband has done you wrong and has been kicked out.

If you are in need, call me if you need another father around for the kids.

XXX-XXX-XXXX
Love, Gene."

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End A/N: *sips her gay coffee* enjoy my viewers. And remember, you can request anything.