Puppet Parade

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After a baffling death from Basil, who was playing as Witch, Sunny won the game. Sunny snickered for a moment as he heard Basil growl with frustration from his room.

Spending time with Basil always helped Sunny ease his mind. After a moment, his brain reminded him of what happened. Sunny sighed as he felt his head hurt when thinking of the disgusting display.

"Hey, Sunny, I'm going to need to use my computer, sorry!" Polly ran into the room. Sunny pressed Alt and F4, closing Minecraft, then stood up. Polly rushed into the chair immediately, and opened her email. Sunny walked towards Basil's room, wondering what the rush was about.

He noted the time was 5:36 as he walked past the kitchen. Odd that Polly had to use it earlier. He shrugged. Not his PC anyway.

"Hey, Basil, what do you wanna play now? Polly's using the PC now." Sunny said with an awkward smirk. He wanted to seem okay to Basil. Or cool. Just not as horribly anxious as he really was.

Basil pouted. "Alright, how about... we can play on the Wii again..!" He suggested, his pouty tone soon changing into an enthusiastic one.

"Sure. You can set it up, I'm gonna go to the washroom." Sunny moved out of the doorway and to the neighbouring room, the bathroom.

Sunny sat on the toilet, pants up. He didn't really need to use the toilet or anything. He just needed privacy. Sunny began to cry into his hands. His black hair drooped downwards as he quietly sobbed. His elbows leaning on his knees began to hurt because of the buttons on his shorts, but he did not move them. He felt deserving of the pain.

The dark-haired boy lifted his head for a moment, looking at the ceiling. Nothing happened. He put his face back into his hands, some of his hair getting caught. He didn't cry anymore. He just felt defeated.

Sunny sighed and stood up. There was no point in sitting around. He didn't want to waste Basil's time. Sunny flushed the toilet so it could seem like he wasn't just in there crying.

He took a deep breath and left the bathroom. Sunny swept a wet lock of hair from his face and sighed while he walked into Basil's living room.

It looked like a black rabbit just dashed away as he did. "Did you see that?" Sunny commented.

"See what?" Basil asked.

"There was a black rabbit outside." Sunny answered.

"Huh. I thought rabbits didn't live around here. Was it near my garden?" Basil said, befuddled.

Sunny thought for a moment before addressing the blonde boy. "Yeah. Maybe we should check on your plants."

Basil got off the couch and walked with Sunny to the door. "Y'know, Sunny, your eyes are a really unique colour."

Sunny blinked. His eyes were dark slate, which made them unique indeed, but he wasn't sure why Basil decided to comment on that right now. "Um... thanks."

The pair walked outside, and Basil gasped. Tears formed in his bright blue eyes. "My flowers..!"

Basil scrambled to his torn up tulips. "No, no!!! Why!?" Basil cried.

Sunny crouched to his friend's side. "I'm so sorry... should I... should I buy you new ones? Or help you replant them?"

Basil sobbed. "I can't replant these..."

Sunny felt inadequate as a friend. He wished he knew how to help. "Sorry..." he quietly spoke under his breath.

A sudden shout from behind caused Sunny to jump. He turned. Starting at the voice's ugly magenta sneakers, up to the ripped skinny jeans, to her black leather jacket and white DIY crop-top. He looked up to her face, having his eyes assaulted by a shining blue visor cap and bright orange long curly hair.

"The fuck are you squinting at?" inquired Carrie, less than politely. "Your skinny ass got my ass kicked because you lied. Now I'm here to return the favour!" Basil had decided now was the time to focus on Sunny rather than mourning the flowers.

"Let's get back inside!" Basil whispered loudly, grabbing Sunny's hand to try and lead him in. Sunny was frozen in place. He stared at the royally passed orange-haired girl.

He cracked a smirk. "Carrot-brained. Now I get it." This prompted Carrie to kick Sunny in the face.

"R-right, let's go, Basil." The crow-haired teen said to the other. The pair ran inside as Carrie yelled various expletives at them.

Sunny wiped some dirt off of his face as he overheard a call Polly was taking.

"You are disappointment! You just take easy money from stupid white family with stupid little weak white boy! When you come back Vietnam with me?" proclaimed the voice on the phone.

"I'm not going to Vietnam with you, dad. I told you that you needed to file the citizenship papers, or you might get deported." Polly replied.

"I don't care! Was stupid papers in China language, can't read it! If you were smart girl you would able speak Vietnamese like me, or both like you mother!" the person on the line iterated.

"Look, dad, I'll send you some money to let you get started when you get sent back to Vietnam, and-"

Polly's father interrupted. "Don't need your help! My daughter too stupid to speak Vietnam, I don't need her lecture! Know nothing!"

"Just-" Polly began

"Just not! You can stay in stupid fat country, I go live in country of champions. Owners of EAST VIETNAM SEA."

Polly sighed in exasperation. "Not this again... It's called the South China Sea not because of... and he hung up."

Sunny cringed. Her father reminded him of his own. Aggressive, know-it-all, and refuses to admit wrongs. Sunny picked up the Player 2 remote, and got ready to play.

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