3rd person POV

Empty void.

That was all the two girls could see before blacking out. Only the small, brown-hair girl saw what was on the ground.

Bright glowing green, laced with gold.




"Ugh... What the..." One of them said out loud. "I-I didn't say-" The other stammered in shock. "Who are you!?" The first demanded. "G-Gun..." The second said. "Wait, that voice... Are you that girl that I saw in the streets?" The first asked curiously. "Y-yea...? Are you the girl with the white eyes?" The second, Gun, asked. "Yea, my name's Bebe." The first, Bebe, said casually. "Soooooo, where are we?" Gun asked in confusion, looking around at the white void. "Good question." Bebe yelled, lifting her arm and staring at it. Gun saw as her left arm lifted without her thinking for it to. "WHAT THE!?" She screamed in confusion. She quickly used her right arm to pull it down. Bebe was shocked. Her right arm moved on its own.

"Are we-"

"Sharing-"

"A body?"

They were both completely shocked. They tried to stand up, coordinating their shared limbs. Bebe took out a mirror from the pocket of the outfit they were wearing, which looked like a stylish combination of both of their outfits. She stared at her reflection.

With their one body, they had long purple and seafoam green hair with a pink streak through the bangs, animal ears that they couldn't tell if they were either cat or wolf ears, white ram horns, black deer antlers, black wings, and a purple and seafoam green cat-like tail. Their face looked like it was split in two, but the two sides shared a black animal-like nose and a shared mouth. One side was hispanic with bright rosey cheeks, and the eye on that side was dark brown with a cute seafoam green heart-shaped pupil. The other side of their face was fair-skinned, and its eye was white with a black pupil.

"I think we're mended together." Bebe said. "This is gonna be hard. We most likely have control over one arm and one leg." Gun said formally. "Do you think we could try and give each other control?" Bebe asked. "Alright, try and let me have control?" Gun asked politely. "Um, alright." Bebe closed her side's eye and thought to herself, 'I give controoool... You are in controooool...'

Gun lifted both of her arms easily and smiled. "Cool!" She said, giving up control. Bebe opened up her eye and regained control. "Soooo, how do we get out of-"

"Interesting. I was hoping they'd look more threatening." A cold voice called from the void.

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