Act 2-b

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Author's Note: Kind of prep yourself for this chapter, it's probably gonna be the longest chapter and is a bit heavier than the rest of the current chapters.




WAKE UP

GRAB A BRUSH AND PUT ON A LITTLE MAKEUP

"AHH ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ????"

"Good morning!"

"Bʀᴏᴡɴ ᴡʜʏ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ?"

"I felt like you've been asleep for long enough, plus, I want to talk to you."

"Oʜ, ᴏᴋ"

"So, do you still kill people?"

"...Wʜᴀᴛ"

"I mean it's a reasonable question is it not?"

"Wᴇʟʟ I ɢᴜᴇss, ʙᴜᴛ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴀ sᴜᴘᴇʀ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇʀsᴀᴛɪᴏɴ."

"My question still stands, do you kill people?"

"Nᴏ" White said firmly

"Ok geez, anyways, Green want to talk to you. She's in the cafeteria."

White made his way over to the cafeteria, it wasn't all that far since he was only a room and a hallway away. Green was sitting at the center table, chatting to Pink and Blue about something he had never heard of, like usual.

"Hᴇʏ Gʀᴇᴇɴ"

"Oh, hey white! I have something I wanna show you."

"Wʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ?"

"Follow me"

Green lead White to a small closet and opened to door.

"Your suit is looking a bit bare and I thought you would like something to decorate it"

"Sᴜɪᴛ? Dᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ?"

The closet was filled with different accessories. Bowties, crowns, capes, hats, everything you could think of. There was also a sewing machine on a dresser filled with fabric and supplies. White's attention was drawn towards a gold and white cardstock party hat. 

"Is ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴏɴᴇ?"

"Not that I know of"

"Oᴋ"

White tried to wear the party hat normally, but it wouldn't fit around his horns.

"Dᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴀɪʀ ᴏғ sᴄɪssᴏʀs?"

"I think there's one in that drawer"

White took a pair of scissors and a pencil out of the drawer. White felt for where about his horn would go and marked it on the party hat. Then, he cut out on the outline where the pencil marks were. Finnally, he retried to wear the hat.

"Tʜᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ ɪs, ɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ғɪᴛs ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛʟʏ."

"That was a pretty smart idea. Doesn't it feel weird to have something over your horns like that?"

"Iᴛ ғᴇᴇʟs ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴀs ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇᴀʀs. ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅ ᴏғ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ."

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