IT'S ALL WRONG

NOTHING IS RIGHT

Everything is gone, all ablaze. 

All because of some 'little joke' that Wilbur and Phil did. Burn down Dream XDs garden, a perfect plan, and a little joke. They thought the Deity could create a new house. But they have forgotten one thing.

Amalthea 

Oh. . . How she loves her plants. And she will do anything, ANYTHING, to make sure they don't get hurt. Amalthea controls all plants on the server.

A job indeed. . . But she loves them a little too much, she knows when they are hurt or dying.

She helps them LIVE. And it just happens that she was at XDs house when Wilbur and Phil had the plant set up, she followed them. Told XD their plans, but he didn't listen. 

Why listen to a child? Telling you that someone is gonna blow your house up or set it ablaze?

A stupid child at that, XD had just walked away from her and then saw his mansion get blown  up. . .

Then, the fire. It spread like crazy, burning anything it could get its paws on. Amalthea was devastated her flowers, trees, EVERYTHING, she fell to her knees at that moment.

Not wanting to look at her burning creations nor hear them cry out in agony when the fire got to them, she didn't want to hear it . . .

SHE NEVER WANTED TO HEAR IT.

But at that very moment, at the weakest moment of her life. . . Her father had spoken to her, and only her at that very moment

"oohhh. . . Amalthea, such a clever girl. But such a stupid one too. ."

Her father began circling her while still talking his horrid words to her.

"You really thought you could save those. . ."

He breathed in a cold breath, while he stopped in front of her.

"Useless creatures. . . That you call your 'Children'?. . ."

He crouched down in front of her, he knew he had hit a nerve when a plant shot up from the Earth and almost hit him.

But, it was 50 inches away from hitting his face. The plant, sharpest could be with thorns. He looked back at his daughter that was now holding her head and crying tears of obsidian, the blackest black.

The human eyes could only stare at it for a few seconds before a headache would come on.

He laughed a cold and dark laugh. But barely audible to Amalthea, but her father then faded out of existence when XD came closer.

He was looked down upon her,

'Pathetic. . .'

He thought, but Amalthea when gone then and there within a blink of an eye.

'Well. . . I can see she's getting faster. .'

-

Amalthea was back on her island up in the sky above the lake, she was on the ground still crying. Her plants around her were hanging low, they were also sad. Her father then came back, he looked down at her.

"Ohh. . . Amalthea, you keep getting weaker. Every day."

She didn't talk back, she knew from past experiences that would be the worse thing you could do. That's what puffy did.

"Oh. . My daughter."

He crouched down on one knee.

"Is why you are crying, is that because of your 'Children' or because that case reminded you of a dear, dear old friend. . .?"

She knew who he was referring to. 

Puffy

A captain to some, but a mother to all. She cared about everyone and everything. Even though she may mostly sleep and bake, she still does her best she care for the ones she has. A little. . . too MUCH you may say. She could be too clingy, but she only is doing her best. She did lose one of her sons and the voice in her head did trick her into punching a mirror until it broke and her hand was all bloody.

Amalthea looked away from her father. Well from what she and others in her family could tell. But for others, it just looks like. . . Nothing like she is just a lifeless doll.

"Amalthea, look at me when I'm talking to you. Or your dear. . . plants will meet the same fate as the ones at XDs place."

She didn't want that, she would never want her plants in danger. But nothing could be fixed, her so-called 'Father' took away the one that cared about everyone, and that everyone cared about.

She didn't care nos, she could only imagine what Puffy would say if she were here. . .

'Dude what the hell?!'

'UH-'

'This is getting weird..-'

'WHAT IS HAPPENING??'

She was silly like that.

Amalthea then got out of his crouching position and stood up tall.

"FINE."

His voice was loud and defining.

"If that's how it gonna be. . . dear daughter."

"Then shall God, how mercy on your poor, poor, soul. . ."

And with that. Amalthea was nowhere to be seen, her father had sent her back 'home'

Where he always wanted her to be, but she had always refused.

All because of that PUFFY. It was always about.

'No, I can't leave puffy!'

'No puffy is the only one that cares about my well-being.'

puffy, puffy, PUFFY.

Well, he's glad he put an end to that puffy.

Now its time for the rest of

THEM.