"Spidella...?"

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Motivation hit me like a brick, so here I am!

This chapter will be based off of the scene where Lego realizes Spidella was infected in the RP Film. (The one below.)

It's basically that scene but WAY, WAY more dramatic.
Let's start.

TW⚠️⛔️: Repeating words.

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Lego's POV

"PghLFilms?" Kona says.

"Yeah?" I respond.

"...Is she your daughter?"

"WHAT?!" The others scream out in shock.

"I'm confused, what do you mean?" I ask.

"Oh, right. Here's the camera footage." Kona takes the remote and turns on the TV screen, displaying a fight between Willow and... Spidella.

"Right there. Is that her?"

I stand there in shock, staring at the frozen screen while breathing heavily.

"I-It's Spidella..." I mutter. "No, this can't be her."

"What?"

"This isn't her."

"I hate to break it to you, but this is her." Kona says with a slight frown.

"I-I..."

I stare at Kona, not wanting to believe him.

It's your fault.

...What?

You left her alone. Afraid.

Such an idiot.

I am not an idiot.

You could have protected her. But you did not. Pathetic.

I am NOT pathetic!

Why didn't you protect her?

...I couldn't...

Exactly.

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"Stop..." I whisper, my head already aching.

"Lego, are you okay?"

Why didn't you stay?

Why didn't you protect her?

You could have.

It's your fault that she's infected.

"No, it's not my fault!" I say, closing my eyes shut while grasping and shaking my head side to side.

"Lego!"

It's your fault.
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"LEGO!"

I open my eyes to see Mimi shaking me.

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" George exclaims.

"I-It happens." I reply.

"You do not randomly just start shaking your head and closing your eyes shut out of nowhere while saying that it wasn't your fault." Pony says, crossing his arms. "What did they tell you?"

"...What?" I respond, confused.

"What did the voices tell you?"

I put my hands down to my side and sigh.

"It's best if you don't know, Pony."

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Hello 💀

Sorry for not making chapters for my other books, I'm busy with life and motivation right now-

Anyways, hope you enjoyed this short,  crappy story! :)

Bye!

Word Count: 540

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