(Bloom x Divided) Beyond Everything.

¡¡RE-WRITTEN!! A trip to the past. . .#6

I RE-WRITED THIS BC MY FRIEND GOT MAD AT ME BC I MADE BLOOM SUFFER TOO MUCH LMAOOOO😭 + SHE DIDN'T LIKE THE IDEA OF DYSO BEING THE TOXIC ONE👹 (let's be honest i also didn't like it but i didn't know who to put, but now i know so sillies!!1)

Past POV: (Bloom)

— I'm not a bad person, at least that's what i tell to myself. Life just targets me i guess. I turned around still laying on my bed and my phone rang:

“Oh!” I let out a curious sound, kind of cringe to be honest.

I turned on my phone and saw a text from my girlfriend. How nice, ¡she asked how was my morning!, out of all the times she could've asked i guess. . .But that's okay.

— “Hey cutie! ¿How was your morning?” —
8:31am ✓✓

Just by seeing her text my tail started to wag, ¿she started being polite? it's fine.

— “Very nice, ¿What about urs? ^^” —
8:32am ✓✓

My text seemed nice, so i sended it. I got up from my bed excited. She didn't text back until a few moments later. At that time i was sitting in my desk editing a video.

— “Pretty nice. Hey can i ask you something?”
8:45am ✓✓

— “Sure! What is it?<3” —
8:45am ✓✓

— “Can i go to my friend's house?” —
8:46am ✓✓

— “You don't need to ask me permission for that darling, ofc u can go! ^^”
8:46am ✓

From there, the message was sent but she didn't see it, ¿maybe she was excited?. Meh, it didn't matter, while she keeps happy so i do.

<3

Past POV: (Divided)

— As i kept trying my cooking skills, Dyso went up to me and tried doing it too. ¡Oh i wanna see this!

“Hol' on. . .¿Can i try?” He looked at me with dog eyes, ¿how could i say no?

“Sure bud, go ahead.” I replied, left the pan on the stove and Dyso grabbed it.

I pulled my phone out so i could send it to Bloom, since Dyso SUCKED at cooking; it's like it has something against him.

“Yo, yo! watch this trick bruh.”

I started recording and when Dyso tried to flip the pancake in the air, instead of flipping the pancake — He flipped the whole fucking pan. (Less the part where you grab it, of course.)

“AAAA-” I saw him let go of the pan's grip as he screamed and runned towards me panicking, I stopped recording as i stopd there.

“Chill bro” I said, I wasn't surprised. “It's just a malfunction, i guess?” That was the only thing i could say:

“¡Holy shit!; Sorry for your pan and the food-” He fretted about it — It didn't really matter to me, but Dyso did look apprehensive. He was like a cat on a hot tin roof.

— Time skip! —

Past POV: (Bugzby)