Side Story 2: Friendly Shark.

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[Scene: Two days after the barrier broke. behind a building that has a dumpster.]  [Timeline 1]

Bluey: (I don't know how my timeline just got crumbled down within minutes. I'm not even use to this form I somewhat have.)

As he lays in a dumpster, He wonders if it can travel into different timelines.

?????: Hello.

Bluey sits up. It's a blond haired fellow. She has a nice black tuxedo and black pants.

?????: *wondering* What are you doing in the garbage thingie?

Bluey: This is where I sleep. My timeline got destroyed, which I-I didn't know was completely possible.

??????: Hm. That's weird. Maybe home sort of virus or glitch maybe? I dunno. Feel bad I'm not that cultured in this stuff.

Bluey: Yeah. What are you into?

?????: I'm interested in everyone just getting along with each other. I don't enjoy seeing any conflicts. If things escalate, I'll have to use some force.

Bluey: Uh... huh. What's your name, really?

Teresa: Teresa, or you can just call me Tree, which most people do. What are you interested in?

Bluey: History. I enjoy it. I think it has to do with learning about this world y'know?

Tree: Hm. You're a shark.

Bluey: Y-yeah... That's why... I'm hiding.

Tree: What? You're worried just because of your appearance?

Bluey: Yeah. What's wrong?

Tree: Haven't you learned that it doesn't matter about your appearance, all it matters is your personality, likes, and dislikes?

Bluey: Yeah, but... *looks sad* I get a little anxious about how people will think about me.

Tree: That doesn't matter! All it matters is that we always find a way to make ourselves happy. Even in... hard times.

Bluey ponders a bit.

Bluey: If I'm just Ray from another timeline, then what difference would it make if he sees me? Would I disappear? I-I would not want that!

Tree: Hm... Yeah... you have a point. I'm sure since you have a new appearance, he wouldn't notice you, despite the dark blue hair... *starts simping* and...-

Bluey: CAN YOU NOT LOOK AT ME?!

Tree: S-sorry. Can't help it.

Bluey: *Angrily blushes* Well, stop it. I'm not comfortable in it yet.

Tree: Relax it's fine. You'll get used to it anyway.

~~Later~

They are sitting near a pond. They are also sitting near a bench.

Tree: I received a message from Poppy, who is usually the jokester in our group, that there is a war starting.... And... since you are one now, I guess... I was wondering if you would like to join. We can train you best of our ability.

Bluey: Who's Poppy?

Tree: Like I said, he's the jokester of our group. He has dark brown afro hair, which strangely smell like mint; he wears mostly dark green, with his scarf being slightly brighter only by a bit.

Bluey: Are there any others?

Tree: My rival, Discord. He... He can be a handful. He used to be my friend before he overcame with jealousy and did a bunch of terrible things. He... unofficially went to my AU and destroyed it. I was luckily the only one that survived. Next thing I know, he's threatening to destroy this AU with a chemical that's well-hidden away... You even have a tiny amount of it, but maybe with the souls' powers it neutralizes it.

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