Raison D'être - Treech

Epilogue

In the tapestry of Treech's and Priscilla's lives, every thread has been carefully woven, every challenge overcome. Through the tempestuous storms that life hurled their way, their love remained unwavering, like the North Star guiding them through the darkest nights.

As they gaze into each other's eyes, the years melt away, and they are transported back to the very moment their love first bloomed. To the moment when they first met when Treech arrived at Capitol or when Priscilla decided to stay in District 7.

Coco, a reflection of Treech and Priscilla's love, brought joy and laughter to their lives. They have watched her grow for the past five years, their hearts overflowing with a love that knows no bounds.

And so, my dear friends, Waspy and Logger, after eleven years of trials and tribulations, found themselves basking in the glow of their love.

"Mommy! Dad is cheating!" Coco squealed, pushing herself into Priscilla's arms. "How is he cheating?" Priscilla giggled, closing her daughter in her warm embrace.

"He can juggle and I can't!" Coco sniffled. "It's not fair, I'm gonna throw a rock at him."

"First of all, nobody is going to throw rocks." Priscilla scolded. "Second of all, he's a grown-up. Your dad can juggle since he was a child, so he has been practicing it for basically twenty years." She chuckled.

"So I have to try juggling for twenty years?" Coco groaned. "Well, I bet you're smarter than your dad. You got it from me." Priscilla mumbled.

"I think that you can be great at juggling in at least six months." She stated. "Six months is forever." Coco huffed as she sat next to her mother and crossed her arms on her chest.

"You're impatient, Coco." Priscilla declared, placing a stroke of Coco's hair behind her ear.

"Hey Coco, why don't you bring your mom some flowers? There's a bunch of daisies nearby." Treech exclaimed as he approached the two most important girls in his life.

"Why don't you bring her flowers? I thought you were the husband." Coco scoffed. "So you don't want to eat a sandwich with your grandma's jam? Fine, I'll call Uncle Arbor." Treech shrugged.

"No no! I'll be right back!" Coco gasped, and jumped on her legs, jogging through the meadow.

"Finally!" Treech huffed as he sat down next to Priscilla. "Poor Coco. How could you threaten her with the jam?" The girl shook her head as she sighed sarcastically.

"How can someone be that impatient and energetic?" Treech gasped as he snapped his head at the young brunette. "Yet she's still the best child you've ever known." Priscilla joked as she changed her position, resting her head on Treech's lap.

"True." Treech agreed, playing with his wife's hair. "Hey, can I ask you something?" He asked after a few seconds of silence. Priscilla nodded, watching as he let out a sigh.

"Do you sometimes regret you stayed here, in 7?"

That wasn't something Priscilla expected to hear. But she knew the answer.

"No. I mean, sometimes I think about how would my life look right now if I didn't jump out of this train." She confessed. "Probably married to a rich man." Treech shrugged.

"Yeah, I'd be probably forced to marry him by my mother." Priscilla scoffed. "He wouldn't love you like I love you." Treech shrugged.

Priscilla was about to respond when suddenly Coco's sweet voice snapped them to reality.

"Auntie Clemmie!" Coco giggled. Priscilla sat down, her gaze meeting Clemensia taking the little girl in her arms, Corker behind them.

"Look who it is!" Treech smiled as the two approached him, Coco still in the Dovecote girl's arms. "Your daughter's favorite aunt and uncle." Corker snapped with a grin.

"Auntie Clemmie, can you help bring me more daisies?" Coco asked already with a bunch of flowers in her hand. "Why don't you ask Uncle Corker and your dad?" Clemensia proposed.

"Okay! Come on Gaffers." Coco groaned, dragging Corker's and Treech's hands deeper into the meadow.

Clemensia let out a sigh before she sat down next to her best friend. "Nice dress." She complimented, glancing at Priscilla's blue dress with tiny white dots. "Thanks. I like your outfit too." The blonde declared with an honest smile.

Clemensia was dressed in a white shirt, with rolled sleeves, together with a long, wavy, brown skirt. In Priscilla's opinion, she looked marvelous.

From the very first chapter of Clemensia's and Priscilla's lives, these two kindred spirits found solace in one another's company. Through the highs and lows, the laughter and tears, their bond remained steadfast, like a sturdy oak tree that stands tall amidst the changing seasons.

In the tapestry of their lives, they have shared countless adventures, their laughter echoing through the corridors of their memories. They remember a lot of time spent together, from sharing toys to one comforting another while vomiting.

Through the pages of the girls' lives, they have witnessed each other's triumphs and failures, offering unwavering support and encouragement. In times of darkness, they have been each other's guiding light, illuminating the path forward with their unwavering friendship.

Capitolian people were confused about how they just seemed to disappear. Some of them assumed, that Priscilla committed suicide by having Nightlock, and Clemensia ran away, not being able to live in the Capitol without her best friend.

Eventually, no one knows what happened to Priscilla Trinket and Clemensia Dovecote.

₊˚•. ↳ a/n
And we've reached the end of Raison D'être.

I want to say a huge thank you to everyone who did not give up on reading. Everyone who voted, commented or even read every chapter of this book. I can't hide that I giggled about some of your comments, or smiled whenever I saw the numbers of readers go up. Raison D'être is the first book I've attached with, although five fics on my old account. I was crying together with Priscilla and Treech, I was heartbroken about every thought of Epiphanes, and I hated everything about Lusitania Trinket.

However, I made a headcannon that Effie's middle name was Priscilla, after her aunt. I feel like they would've liked each other.

Again, a big thank you and I love you to everyone who reads this.

ALSO, Coco's face claim is Lexi Rabe, just look how adorable she is...

For the last time, I love you.

May.