---Purpled's POV---
I wake up slowly and painfully, I completely expected to be on the floor of the casino. But instead, I woke up on a neatly made purple bed. I look around, confused as I sit up. I spot Foolish looking at me, he's eying something between my arms with a very surprised look. What would he be- "SHIT!" I startle, rapping myself into the blanket. MY MASKING WAS OFF! HE COULD SEE ME! I sat there, thoughts racing through my head as I hear the door swing open.
No no no NO NO NO NO! All my brain could say as my breathing shortened. NOT NOW NOT NOW! I felt the blanket be lifted off of my back and everyone in that room could see my antennae, my wings, my tail, and my Hypixel mark. That I haven't shown anyone before.
It was on my forehead, very big and yellow. It marks that I am on the top five leaderboard charts. I was too panicked to realize that Tubbo had hugged me. For some reason that instantly calmed me down. As I fell into his arms, my cries changed from suppressed, choking ones, to constant crying. It seemed like an improvement, cause I could you know BREATHE again. But I still felt humiliated, shame burning on my back as I thought of everyone that could be in this room.
"Will he be... okay?" That was Sam's voice. Great. The warden of the prison knows I'm Hypixelin. I'm going to be locked away, arent i. "Yes, I can tell." That was Foolish, he sounded so... Dry. Was his face reflecting anger? Disgust? I didn't know. I didn't even have the courage to look. "He thinks we all hate him." Tommy's voice. That kid had a fucking gift. If he tried hard enough, he could practically read minds. Only me, Tubbo, and Ranboo know about it tho.
"How can you tell?" Sam asked the question everyone hoped he wouldn't. "We've been friends for three months now," Tommy answered dryly, most likely staring at Sam in anger. The number of gasps just gave me more to cry about. "You never cared to check in, did you?!" Tubbo's voice said. Silence. Absolute silence until Ranboo chimed in. "How many hours of sleep does he get?" "um... 8?" Fundy answered, "HA you wish." Tommy said. "We all meet up at 3 am on Saturdays and stay up all night"
"But the alarms should've gone off..!" Sam said. "He's an Alien, child mercinary. You don't think he can get out of something that feels like a kidnapping?" Tubbo snarled. It sounded like Tommy shooed them out as he knew Ranboo and Tubbo were getting pissed. I had calmed down but Tubbo still didn't let me go. He had entered overprotective smaller brother mode. I am the youngest, but the 3rd tallest. Tubbo is small. I wrap my tail around Ranboo's foot as a way of saying 'thank you' but without words.
They were my family.
(AN 495 wordssssss. I'm diving DEEP into angst.)
