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"Hey, can you lend me a hand real quick?"
"Of course! Just be sure to give it back after, 'kay?"
". . . M/N, if I turn around and your hand is off, I swear to - GOD FUCKING DAMMIT. We've talked about this!! Put your...
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* edited, but still kinda unpolished! *
* still, i really hope you enjoy! :D *
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S1:E15: Scramble x of x Deception
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". . . hm?"
M/N blinked owlishly as he was awoken by a hoard of small creatures.
He squeaked in confusion, reaching up to poke at a couple resting on his face. The soft pink insects backed away from the boy instantly, fluttering around him as he tried to gather his thoughts.
"Oh - they're just butterflies. . ."
He laughed in slight embarrassment at the realization. M/N paused when one decided to land on his hand; "where did you even. . . come from?"
He lifted his hand slightly, marveling at the simple pattern of its wings. He backed away when the butterfly flew away abruptly.
". . ."
Five butterflies surrounded him in total. Every few seconds, one would land on part of his exposed skin, before fluttering away quickly. He tilted his head slightly in confusion before shrugging it off.
His slumber wasn't exactly the most comfortable, but hey - at least he didn't topple to the floor in his sleep! That's a win, right?
M/N let out a small yawn, slumping against the tree behind him as he looked over the canopy above. The leaves were bright and gleaming from the morning sunlight, with M/N catching small glimpses of a soft blue sky.
He chuckled softly, glancing at the clouds with curious eyes. "good morning. . ."
His vision was suddenly blocked by a blur of pink.
"Wh - HEY! Get off my face. please."
He shook the large butterfly off with a huff. Guess that was his cue to get up. He swung his legs to the side of the branch before sliding himself off. His view of the landing was naturally iffy, causing him to stumble as he cursed under his breath.
M/N slung his bag over his shoulder, shaking his head rapidly to wake himself. The group of butterflies danced around the branch the boy was just on for a moment. He gazed at the insects curiously for a few seconds.
