[Date: January 22nd. Time: 8:00 pm. Location: general downstairs area of the house tm, idk lol.]
Duke: *pats Finny on the back (bro..)* Hey Finny, how's your day going?
Finny: It's okay, I guess. *turns to look at Duke kinda suspiciously*
Duke: *turns to look at the rest of the skit squad gang (idk sure lol)* Do you know what today is?
Twinkle: It's the 22nd of January, and it is a Monday.
Duke: Uh.. yeah, that's also true.
Twinkle: I never understood you.. you know that, right?
Duke: *sighs* Yeah, I know.
Finny: *sighs* Today's my birthday.
Twinkle: *gasps softly* Oh, it is? Why didn't you tell us sooner?
Duke: That's what I've been trying to tell you--
Dawn: Happy birthday! So you're 18 now?
Finny: Yeah, I guess I am.
Dawn: That's cool.
Finny: Okay. Thanks, Dawn.
Twinkle: Are you sure Cutepups made your birthday official?
Finny: I don't know.. I guess?
Duke: Why wouldn't it be?
Dawn: Well, it's because Cutepups made your birthday have an official date years before the rest of us. Fierdan's too. Well, you share the same date.
Duke: Hey, Twinkle also has an official birth date now.
Dawn: Oh really?
Duke: Yeah, I think so. Twinkle's is April 23rd, last time I checked.
Twinkle: Gosh, finally! I've been wondering if I have a birthday for the past 17 years.
Duke: But Cutepups doesn't really have a planned date for anyone else's.
Dawn: Oh darn, that's a shame. I don't have an official birthday yet.
[Everyone else says their happy birthdays to Finny. Oh but where is Brock? ... Oh, there he is!]
Brock: *loudly enters the room, holding a small box (shoebox?)*
Ardere: Oh, there's Brock. Duke was starting to get confused because you weren't here.
Duke: I didn't say that--
Fierdan: You just said, "Hey, where's Brock? I wonder where he is."
Duke: Pfft! *leans back in chair, crosses arms, sighs*
Fauna: What's in the box?
Brock: *tries to talk while he's catching his breath from having just ran into the room* These pictures are weird as heck.
Sparkle: Oh, they must be from the story universe.
Brock: I bet they are! Where the hell did you all come from? What kind of world was that? My god...
Ryen: *speaks quietly* It was a world that was artificially created by the father of Fierdan and I.
Fierdan: *rolls eyes* "Fierdan and I?" Why are you wording it like that?
Ryen: *sighs* It's called I'm using proper English grammar.
Fierdan: Yeah, yeah, whatever.
Brock: It sounds terrible. That world, I mean.
Fierdan: Because it was! It was a never-ending hell! I actually went to hell, but I had to call that place something else because everything else was already hell.
Dawn: *sighs* Here he goes.
Fierdan: *in a rant voice* The only reason why I survived and didn't die in that post-apocalyptic hellscape was because Z- the most sh¡ttiest man, I swear to god- made me be his pawn. I hated that bastard, but I ended up doing what he wanted. Everything about that world is so f*cked up. He wanted- yes, wanted- me to kill all those people, so I could bring them to heaven. There's severe overpopulation amongst the human race? Oh, why not bring them into the living hell world, and then make me purge the numbers by having me kill them? What the f*ck kind of plan was that, holy sh¡t!
Fauna: What about Soulless?
Fierdan: Soulless made me actually believe and become capable of causing people harm, and yes, killing people. Whatever the hell "killing" actually is. Purging the world's population was Z's plan, and he used me to be the one doing the purging. Even if Ryen hadn't interfered and made Soulless the way they are, they would have still coaxed me into reducing the population. But, of course, that failed. I barely made a dent in the population. I bet Z actually killed a lot more people. Maybe not only him, but his team of f*cking demonic bastards. They killed mother and Dawn's parents. If anyone feels sorry for Z, then I'll beat some common sense and decency into your dumb skull.
Duke: *slowly raises hand* Uh, excuse me? But am I one of those "f*cking demonic bastards?"
Fierdan: Not anymore, but yes, you definitely were at the end of the story one universe.
Duke: Gotcha.
[. . . . . .]
Ardere: So, the pics..?
Brock: Oh, right! *takes off the box lid and throws it to the side*
Sparkle: Show us one.
Brock: *nods and takes out a photo*
Twinkle: Who's in it?
Brock: Uh.. Duke? I think?
Twinkle: Oh.
Duke: *goes up to look at the photo* Where the hell did this even come from? That's me, yeah, but no one was even taking photos. What kind of conspiracy is this?
Brock: Why are you wearing a hood up?
Duke: That.. that's the weirdest part about that picture of me?
Brock: Uh.. no?
Duke: *points to picture* I'm wearing a freaking eyepatch.
Brock: What, were you trying to look like a pirate?
Fierdan: *snickers* Pirate...
Duke: *sighs tiredly* No. Without the raised hood and eyepatch, you would be too disturbed by my appearance.
Brock: Why?
Duke: My left eye is covered like that because my eye would irregularly drip a significant amount of blood and tears. It's also black. And I couldn't exactly see out of it.
Brock: Sounds painful.
Duke: It was.
Brock: I bet.
Duke: Yeah.
[That picture gets passed around; Brock takes out another picture but it's of Dawn and Fierdan.]
Fierdan: Where the hell did you get this?
Brock: Uh.. Cutepups?
Fierdan: Dang.
Dawn: Don't talk about it.
Brock: Why?
Fierdan: Just don't.
Brock: Fine, I won't. *puts photo away before anyone else but Dawn and Fierdan can see it*
[Photo: Dark room. Everything except Dawn's face, neck, and hands is covered mostly with a ragged dark green fabric. Her hair is disheveled and a look of fear is in her green eyes. She's sitting in a chair; Fierdan is standing behind her. Compared to Dawn, he looks hauntingly calm. With one hand, he rests it on Dawn's covered shoulder. With the other hand, he uses a comb to try to untangle some of Dawn's hair. Dawn looks anxious, and Fierdan is trying to tell her to not be afraid and that it'll be alright.]
Finny: *clears throat* So I guess it's my birthday.
Brock: Oh, sorry about that! *makes sure all the pictures are in the box, closes it, and tosses it across the room from the floor* Happy birthday, Finny!
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yeah idk lmao.
((school sucks))
Yeah, well, bye!
~ Cutepups (Finny deserves better, he really does, I know)
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