Four yawned, going to the kitchen for some cereal.
He first got the bowl out, and went to get the spoon, but when he turned, a spoon was there.
Four looked to the spoon and then to the other one, and decided that he'd already done that and went to go get the cereal.
However, he couldn't find his favorite, so he went back to the counter.
Lo and behold, the cereal was there.
"Uh, ok.. Now I know I didn't do that."
He felt something cold touch his shoulder, but when he looked, there was nothing there.
"Somethings wrong.."
He opened the fridge hoping that at least the milk was there, but it was not, making his view go to the counter once more.
"Who's doing that?! Bluetwo! Purpletwo! What's going on with the kitchen?!"
Purpletwo peeked his head in and looked around.
"Nothing?..."
"No, watch!"
He faced the counter the pour the milk, but it was already done.
"See!?"
Purpletwo made a face.
"How did that happen?"
"I. DON'T. KNOW. And it's freaking me out okay!?!"
"Uh, guys? " Bluetwo murmured.
"Like, the milk didn't get up and pour itself, right?"
"Guys."
"It could have, we live in a world where blocks live, starfish talk, and bottles run."
"Guys!"
"Fair point, but I draw the line at WALKING MILK!"
"GUYS!"
"What?" Four asked.
"I found our answer."
Both of them turned around to see a dark tentacle, and half of the kitchen turned to pure black.
They all screamed and ran for the door, but there were more blocking the way.
"How did these even get in here!?" Four yelled, throwing a nearby mug at it.
"Nevermind that! How are we gonna get them out?!" Purpletwo bolted across the room and snatched a couple of boxes, hauling them at another.
"Nevermind THAT! How are we gonna get out?!?" Bluetwo injected as he dove and launched a pillow at his own tendril.
The tentacle, tiresome of their antics, swept all of them up on one swoop and started to turn them black.
"Yeep! Its cold!" The blue masked two complained, kicking his feet in order to stay warm.
Four wiggled enough to see the faces of his new friends, clearly terrified of what was happening.
Seeing that he was turning darker slower than them, he came up with an idea.
"Guys! Add up!"
"Add up!? But we'll make you!" Purpletwo grasped at the arm holding them captive, shaking horribly.
"No duh!"
"Shut it amigo!"
"I know, but I can take it more than you guys can! I can't just sit here while you guys freeze in front of my eyes!"
"You're d-doing it right now."
"I s-said sh-sh-shut it. C-c'mon, l-let's add."
"T-two-"
The monster that was holding them suddenly dropped them, a huge screech erupting.
"Why did it drop us?" Bluetwo whispered.
"I'm just as clueless as you!" Four quietly replied.
The swirling dark tentacle lunged for them once more, but it was interrupted when the whole ground opened up and Blockzilla emerged.
"Me here to help Four, Gah!!"
"Blockzilla?! What are you doing here!?"
"I hear scream, and I help!"
Purpletwo crept from behind Four to pet the overwhelmingly gigantic reptile, "Uh. Thanks?"
Four then remembered the talk, he could never get a break, could he?
"Can't I go a day without dealing with any liars?!"
Blockzilla whimpered, knowing that he must've found out somehow, "Me sorry I didn't tell you. I scared."
"But you knew! You knew I was in pain over it! You knew I wanted to know!"
"I sorry.."
"Sorry doesn't help! Sorry won't be enough! Sorry is a word, not an emotion! You sat here and watched my world fall to pieces, and you think that 'Sorry' helps!?"
"What do Blockzilla do to make you happy?" She tried, desperately hoping that the kind, gentle, square-loving Four she knew would offer her even a little chance at forgiveness.
"You can't. Its too late, these are my friends now, not you. And if you think that any amount of apology would help, then you have a better chance at beating Seven in winning the lottery."
Blockzilla's face fell, slowly sinking back into the depths of which she came.
Four sat down and sniffled, trying his absolute hardest not to cry.
"Hey, hey, its alright to cry." Purpletwo hurriedly sat next to him.
"Things happen, you did it, she knows that she shouldn't have went so far with your friendship." Offered Bluetwo.
"But.. but she doesn't.. she doesn't deserve any tears! She was the one who messed up! Not me! I shouldn't be crying!"
"You disowned a friend, it'd hurt for a while.. but it always gets better.."
Four only hugged his friends close and cried harder.
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Why Won't They Tell Me?
AdventureEveryone knew all along that Four was the Terrible Twos, but the square himself didn't. Ever since the first night, everyone agreed not to say a word to him about it. But what if he found out in a way that wasn't meant to happen? What if he felt bet...
