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They were both long dead by the time that they found one another.
Cronus didn’t know how much time they’d even spent together, when Vriska suddenly grabbed him by the shoulders of his jacket and slammed him against the wall.
“You!! It was you this whole fucking time!”
Cronus faltered– his cigarette fell out of his mouth, tumbling down between them and vanishing into the ether.
His jaw set, and their eyes locked. For a moment even in death there was a flash of violet, and cerulean.
He growled low, and forced his lips against hers.
Their hearts finally connected.
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