Treys POV
I stared in shock at her, this isn't her, wimothy loves hanging out with us. . . This. . . Is. . . Not. . . True.
Trey- . . . No. . .
OB Wimothy- what. . .?
Trey- wimothy loves hanging out with us. . . Wimothy is an absolute angel to hangout with! I won't believe your lies!
OB Wimothy looked at me with disgust in her eyes.
OB Wimothy- ugh you're like an insect! You'll be shocked when it's the truth.
Trey- I know you're lying!!
OB Wimothy-. . .
Trey- why would you even say something like that! You're not wimothy at all! You're a selfish! Manipulative! Self centered! Massoci-
Just then I felt a sharp pain in my stomach I look down and see that wimothy has run an ice spike through my abdomen.
Riddle- TREY!!!!!
I hear riddle scream my name
Trey- r. . . Riddle. . .
Deuce- trey!? TREY!!!
Cater and ace- TREY!!!
OB Wimothy- GOD YOU ANNOY ME!! maybe this'll shut you up!
Trey- . . . W- wimothy. . .
I reach out my hand that's shaking and I touch it to wimothys fist. . .
For a second wimothy snaps back to her normal self.
OB Wimothy- ARGH! AHHH!
riddle- h-huh?
OB Wimothy- ugh. . . Hehehe. . .
But it didn't work, wimothy wasn't back yet.
OB Wimothy- DID YOU ACTUALLY THINK THAT COULD WORK ON ME!?
OB Wimothy pushed the ice spike deeper into my abdomen.
Trey- ARGH!
Riddles POV
I can't just sit here helplessly I need to save him, I need to save them.
With my fire magic I'm able to break through the ice and reach them again.
Riddle- guys!
OB Wimothy- what!?
Ace- housewarden!! You're here!
I manage to free everyone else, I run to treys side.
Riddle- trey!? Trey!!
Nothing. . . Just quit breathing
Riddle- deuce, keep an eye on trey, the rest of us will handle her.
Deuce- yes housewarden! And do me a favor!
Riddle- yes?
Deuce- go ahead and punch this imposter hard for me!
Riddle- wish granted!!!
Cater- let's get this doppelganger!!!
Ace- LETS GO!!!
Grim- mrah!! Wait!!!
Ace- grim!?
Grim- let me help!
Wimothy- UGH YOU ALL ARE LIKE ANNOYING BUGS!! I made a mistake picking you lot. SO DO ME A FAVOUR AND FREEZE!!!
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TBC
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heartslabul book 1: the futile perfectionist
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