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Story behind the spider in glasses.

Fear is second place with six votes! At last, here's Fears back story.

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Pic above is what Fear used to look like before his change.

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"How about you Fear? Other then you loving tea and books, I like, don't know anything about you." Coby comments, propping his head up with his free arm.

Hallow looks down at the spider. "Yeah, I don't really remember much. I just remember you showing up one day..?"

"We've had you living with us for three years now, and we hardly know anything about you, Mr shut in." Cupid giggles.

"Hand me the bloody book already." Fear huffs, hand out.

Asher hands him the book, them makes himself comfortable on the floor, Cupid laid beside him, using his fluff tail as a pillow.

"Well, I wasn't planning on telling you my life's story, but very well if you insist.." He clears his throat.

"It started in Britain, I was the oldest of sextuplets..."

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A young spider sat by her windowsill her blue eyes staring down at her siblings running around and having fun.

She sighed and turned back to her books, a frown on her face. "Mother, why can't I join the others?"

A tall woman with an elegant black dress sighed in annoyance and crosses her arms. "Charlotte, we've been over this, you're the oldest. Thus, I need you to stick to your studies! You cannot get distracted by the simple things."

Charlotte crosses her arms as well. "But what if I want to join them?"

"I forbid you. Its bad enough I'm stuck with a runt! I don't need a rebellious slacker as well! Now get back to studying! The Golds are joining us for dinner tonight and I expect you to finish your writing when they get here!" The woman hisses, stomping her heels pit of the room and slamming the door behind her.

Charlotte shoved the books off her desk in frustration before she broke out in tears and fell to the floor, her arms being her only source of comfort.

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"What's your favorite game? I love hopscotch!" The prince giggles, his small wings fluttering behind him.

Charlotte sighs crossing one leg over the other. "I don't have a favorite, my sisters play tag most of the time."

"Oh I love that- wait. What do you mean you don't have a favorite?" Mari asks her, tilting his head in confusion.

Charlotte tries to keep her straight face, but even the eight year old could see right through it. He took her hand in his.

"Are you okay?" He asks, concern in those violet eyes of his, Charlotte had broken into tears, mascara running down her cheeks.

"Mother never lets me outside.. Says its too dirty for lady.." She says, avoiding eye contact.

"She keeps me inside the palace, I have to study various subjects for hours at a time.. She hates me for being a runt.." She admits.

The bumblebee quickly pulls his cousin into a hug. "I had no idea.."

She shakes her head. "You couldn't have known.. I wish I could leave this place.. Where's my fairytale ending?"

The bee sighs. "Maybe one day.."

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Charlotte looked at her reflection in the mirror with a frown, she wiped away the makeup her mother made her wear.

She removed her dress and tossed the itchy thing aside. She replaced her blouse with a navy blue button up shirt, she replaced her petticoat skirt for a pair of black slacks.

Violet magic surrounded her hands, she gripped the sides of her temples and frowned.

Finally, her eyes had changed to a soft violet color and she smiled softly for the first time in years.

"Charlotte Hastings! What in the bloody hell are you wearing!?" Her mother's voice shouts as she enters the room a look of shock on her face.

"Mother, I've done nothing wrong. All I've done is change my clothes!" She narrows her eyes at the arachnid woman.

"Take those off before someone sees you! You're a Hastings for gods sake! Not a peasant!" The woman hands her a black corset.

"No."

"What!?"

"I said no! I'm tired of being your perfect little dress up doll! Stick that corset up your high and mighty arse!" Charlotte hisses.

The woman huffs and harshly grips her daughters face. "What have you done to your face? Your eyes those of a monster!"

Charlotte recoils and slaps her mothers hand away. "I'm leaving! I'm not staying here with a wicked witch like you any longer!"

The short girl runs out of the palace with a navy blue cloak over her head to protect her from the rain, her mothers venomous words faded as she disappeared into the night.

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"Wake up Charlotte! I've got your favorite! Blueberry waffles!" Mari giggles, holding a plate in his arms as he walked into his cousins room.

Charlotte smiles and takes the plate from him. "Thank you Mari."

"Anything for you!" He beams, taking a seat at the end of her bed.

She ate silently while he went on about his royal duties and his day. He planned on getting his own flower shop one day.

"Mari?"

"It would be covered in yellow table cloths with a bottle of honey on each table and- huh?" The teen hornet looks at her.

"I.. Do you think I could go by something else..? I really hate the name my.. She gave me." She asks.

"Oh! Yeah, what would you like to go by?" He asks her, taking the empty plate from her small hands.

"Hmm.. I've always liked the name Sebastian." She smiles a soft lavender blush on her cheeks.

Mari smiles. "Sebastian it is! I'll see you later cuz! I've got to get rid of these dirty dishes or dads gonna have my head."

"Oh and Mari.."

He pokes his head back into the doorway.

"Refer to me as he please."

The bee smiles and sends his cousin a salute. "Anything for you!"

This brings a smile to the spiders face.

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Years later, the pair of bugs had left the United kingdom and turned to the states for a start over.

Mari hadn't told anyone about his royal blood, he didn't really want all the attention from the press. He finally opened up that flower shop he's always wanted.

Sebastian owed his own coffee shop across the street, just to keep an eye on his cousin. With everything he's done for him, he refused to have anything happen to him.

"Do they look silly?" He asks the bee. He sat upon as stool behind the register while the hornet moved his way around the flower shop.

"What? Your glasses? No! They make you look smart!" Mari winks, gently cutting the dead leaves off of a yellow rose.

Sebastian smiles. "Thank you Mari, I was worried."

"No problem!" The hornet turns his head once the bell rang and a customer had entered the store.

A woman with short brown hair looked over each of the plants with a smile. A pair of glasses framed her face, and a arrow tipped tail swished behind her. She even had horns.

"Hey, I've been trying everywhere, do you guys have rose bulbs?" She asks.

The hornet beams. "Yes we do! I'll be right back!" He skated out of the room with quick speed.

The woman's red eyes locked with the spider's violet ones, her smile was oddly comforting to him.

"Hey is that Carrie?" She asks, pointing to the book in his hands. The spider nods his head.

"I take it you're a fan of Stephen King?" He asks her, lifting a brow.

The woman nods her head and begins to list off each of the books she had.

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".....And she told me this house had a library, so that's when I moved in and joined you all." Fear says, closing the book.

"Your mom was a bitch." Asher comments, making the spider snicker lightly.

"Agreed. I haven't seen or heard from her since and I don't plan to." He replies, crossing his legs and resting his hands in his lap.

"So that's where those roses came from!" Cupid says with a smile. "I'm a bit jealous that Mari has such a better green thumb than me."

"Wait.. So if you were a girl before, does that mean you have girly heats?" Coby asks. Asher once again, elbows him in the ribs.

"This is a topic I would rather not be discussing... But to put it simply, no. My...ahem cycles have stopped since I manipulated my magic.." Fear groans, pinching his non nose.

"Vwhere did the name Fear come from?" Hallow asks.

Fear smirks. "You all were scared of me when we first met, remember?"

"Oh yeah.." Hallow nods his head and stretches his wings. "So, vwhos next?"

End! Fear's story is done! Vote for who's next!

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