Falling (repeatedly)

63- Funky Nightmare Time!!!1!

Warning: Venti exists (ew) and is violent
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Mocha tightens her grip on Catspresso.

Mocha opens her eyes. She's much younger now.

She's back in her old house.

She looks up at Venti, who has shorter hair. Venti glares at her, "Ugh, what do you want?"

"Can we play together?"

Venti squats down to be eye level with Mocha, "You wanna play a game?"

Mocha nods.

Venti rolls her eyes, "What game?"

"I don't know."

Venti flicks Mocha in the face, "Idiot."

Mocha takes a step back. Venti picks her up and walks over to a closet, "Here's a fun game!"

She opens the door, "How long can you stay in the closet?"

She throws Mocha into the closet before slamming the door shut.

Mocha hits the door, "I don't wanna play this game!"

Venti leans on the door, "But you said you wanted to play!"

Mocha punches the door, which only hurts her hands, "I don't like this game!"

Venti laughs, "But this is such a fun game!"

Mocha starts crying, "No it's not! The closet is dark!"

"Just use light magic. Oh wait, you can't! Ha!"

Mocha sits down on the floor, leaning on the door.

She holds her hands in front of herself and tries to make a light.

There's a few sparks, but they fade away quickly.

Mocha tries again.

She makes a tiny, dim sphere of light, but it's enough to see.

Mocha stares at it.

Eventually, Venti opens the door, "Ok why are you so quiet-"

She sees Mocha's tiny light orb.

"Wow, that is so pathetic. How are you even related to me?"

The memory/nightmare switches.

Mocha looks around the corner. Venti's parents are talking to Venti about how they're going on vacation again.

Venti asks, "What should I do with the little brat?"

Her mother shrugs, "I don't care. If you kill it, you'd better hide the body. We don't need the police here."

Venti grins, "Don't worry."