Four rinsed his face in the sink, looking at his reflection.
"Whew.. I just imagined it.."
"Imagined what?"
Four startled back and punched the mirror, a ripple erupting across the glass.
"Yeesh, you want me gone that badly?"
"Stop! Stop talking to me! I don't want to listen to you right now! Go bother someone else!"
"Who? This is your bathroom. Who else would walk in here?"
"I dunno! Just go away!"
"Not unless you leave the bathroom."
"Fine!"
Four angrily stomped out of the bathroom.
"What where you doing in there?"
Two had stopped messing with the threads of the couch.
"Nothing you need to know."
"I kind of do. You were yelling. I want to know if you're okay."
"It was nothing! Okay!"
"Why do you even have a bathroom? We don't use toilets.."
"I gotta put my sink somewhere!"
"Oh wait, for the bath.."
"Are you even listening to me?"
"Then why do we have toilets? Who installed that? Who even invented those!?"
Four, noticing he wasn't getting anywhere, decided that he mind as well answer, "Good question.. I think it was Eight....Yeah, he made the houses."
"What do you use them for?"
"Only for puking."
"Really? I thought Squarey would at least use it.."
"Squarey doesn't need a toilet either."
"Wait, where does all the food we eat go?"
"I don't have a clue, maybe try asking Twenty-one."
"Oh, yeah! She'd have an answer."
"She knows everything."
"No, I actually asked her a question that she couldn't answer."
"What?" Four, intrigued, sat down next to him.
"Well, it was 'Which came first? The chicken or the egg?', she didn't know."
"Oh. Whaddya think?"
"Chickens. One said she saw that first. Not eggs."
"What if the chicken she saw came from an egg?"
"Hm. I didn't think about that."
A new voice cut through the conversation.
"Obviously it was the chickens. Somebody needed to fertilize."
Bluetwo used some duct tape to try and fix the table leg that'd collapsed last night.
"But they had to come from an egg!" Four yelled over.
Two shook his head.
"It had to be the chickens, if the egg fell from the sky like One did, it would've broken."
"So it was the chickens."
One stirred a bit, smacking Two in the face with a decent amount of strength in her arm and going back to sleep.
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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...
