𝐏𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒 | ✍︎︎

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟭𝟱

I stare at the pancakes in front of me, sprinkles decorating the beige fluffy food.

Coco's choice of breakfast, which he has already scarfed down along with the rest of my brothers.

I take one last bite and push it toward Zara before practically bolting upstairs and into my room, passed my bed where Beauty lay, and into the bathroom.

I'm on my knees in front of the toilet in seconds, my breakfast finding it better to rest in the toilet bowl instead of my stomach.

Immediately, my mouth takes a potent sting of smell, and my teeth feel weird against each other.

I don't waste a second before scrubbing my teeth, trying to get the feeling off of them. It takes me brushing my teeth 3 times before I finally give up.

For extra precaution, I use the blue mouthwash sitting on my counter. Zara never had me use it, only said Usok got it just in case. Therefor, it was hard for me to open.

I throw the plastic away, using the lid of the bottle and pouring the striking blue liquid into it. I tilt my head back to make sure all of its contents makes its way into my mouth, swishing it between my teeth.

I flush the toilet while swishing, a way to pass time, before spitting it into the sink. Light blue bubbles contrast against the shiny white of the sink.

Turning on the faucet, I watch all the bubbles swirl down the drain. A part of me is envious of them, the way they so easily wash away from everything.

How I wish it was that easy.

I let out a sigh, wiping my mouth, and open the door to my bathroom. Beauty immediately jumps on me, her paws on my collarbones. It stings the little cuts, the white bandage crinkling. I scrunch my nose, the bandage is very uncomfortable.

"C-come on." I speak lowly to Beauty, leading her out the door as if nothing had happened in my room.

I take the stairs slowly as always, one hand on the railing and the other in a fist. I huff, realizing I forgot my best friends.

I turn around and take the three stairs I had walked down, back up, and run to my room once more. I grab Puddles and Socks who were resting on my bed, clutching them to my chest.

Once again, I take the stairs slowly, now my free hand against my chest with Puddles and Socks tucked under my arm.

When my sock covered feet hit the cold wood floor, Immediately I'm speed walking over to the living room where I know my brothers are.

Beautys nails sound against the floor, which leads my brothers to stop their conversation. Beauty follows me everywhere.

The joy is practically buzzing from the room, a smile gracing everyones face, even Adonis.

Happy I take both my open hands and brush them against my chest, I hope it's correct, and the way Zara's smile widens leads me to believe I have.