Roblox Piggy Book 2: H.O.P.E

0.2 - Ephemeral

Lucinda

"Let me see your arm, Cindy."

I did as Mimi instructed and held out my arm to her. She carefully took the old bandages off of it, revealing the burn mark I had gotten from the badger at the plant two weeks ago. Mimi had been kind enough to serve as a doctor a teacher for me, Georgie and the zebra twins. Every day after our lessons, Mimi pulled me aside to change the bandages on my body. She had already removed most of my bandages, and the ones on my arms were the last ones left.

"Are you planning on telling the others?"

There it was.

I mentally groaned. This was the tenth time the mole asked me this. "Mimi," I fumed, "We've been over this. The others will freak once they know of my wounds." Mimi stood up and looked me down before grabbing a new roll of bandages. "I freaked out when I saw your wounds, Cindy," she protested, "More than half of them are going to leave permanent marks on your skin!" It took all of my strength to keep from rolling my eye at her.

"Bunny worried too much about me, and look at what happened to her," I explained, "I don't want that happening to you or anyone else." Thankfully, Mimi stayed silent the rest of the time after I said that. Before releasing me from the confines of her room, Mimi had told me that she would have to analyze more tests she had ran on me a couple days ago. I had nodded before speed walking out of her room, leaving Mimi to keep herself company.

Zizzy and Pony were having a conversation in Pony's room, Giraffy was outside, and Georgie, Zuzy, and Zee were in mine and Georgie's shared room. I decided to see what my classmates were up to and made my way down the hall. I was about to walk past Pony's room without giving much thought, when I heard Pony say something that caught my interest. Said sentence made me press my back against the wall next to Pony's door as I tried my best to listen in.

"How am I supposed to tell her, Zizzy?"

It seemed like the conversation they had back at the outpost came up again. From what I knew, Pony had done something wrong that would make me hate him if I found out. However, I had appeared before they could continue their conversation. "Well, first of all; you shouldn't sugarcoat anything," Zizzy began, "This isn't a joke and not something that should be taken lightly." My eye met the floor as I thought about what was said so far while also continuing to listen.

"Cindy's in a dark place right now with her dealing with her wounds, so I don't think you should tell her now, but you have to at some point," Zizzy went on, "You have to be prepared for Cindy's reaction. I think you and I have a feeling of what it will be." Zizzy had a point about my mind being focused on healing, but what did Pony need to tell me? I sighed before shaking my head once I realized that I wasn't going to get much from being nosy.

With that, I snuck away from Pony's room, allowing for my mind to be curious.

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I decided to continue the research I had been doing before Zizzy interrupted me.

I was laying on my stomach in my bed, looking through the notes and pictures I had in my organizer for nearly a week. It had been difficult to keep away from them these past few days, and eventually I had given in. Now I found myself laying amongst loads of sheets of paper. I decided to first look into the notes that were signed by "T.S.P" to try and figure out the order they were written in. Perhaps they wrote a story somehow.

The first time I had known of T.S.P. was the four notes at the carnival, the first one being right at the entrance. From what I assumed, Foxy must've drank one of those potions, oblivious to what it would do. T.S.P. caught wind of that before leaving him in a cage to keep themselves safe. But that didn't add up with the note that they wrote about Doggy and Foxy. Whether it was direct or not, they must've done something to T.S.P. that they didn't like.