Chapter 8 - Problems with the afterlife

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TW: cursing, panic, topics of DEATH

(You get the afterlife buddies on both groups! :D)

((Sorry I've been absent, motivation sucks, but it's so dark, it's raining, and I have this really nice song I'm listening to for motivation. Anyways, see you on the other side :D))

(((OH BY THE WAY Silver's name is "Silver Shining-Bright Spoon" because I didn't reread the bonus, so I went with brighting instead of shining, so I'm sorry about that :,D)))

((((I FORGOT- LIFERING ISN'T DEAD- MY BAD- TEAKETTLE, PAPER AND NICKEL ARE-))))

(This is gonna be long btw :D)

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Light footsteps echoed throughout the white void.

What had happened to him..?

Last he remembered was..


A sharp pain.

He shook his head, trying to shake it out from his mind.

Flowers piercing from his skin.

No.. He wasn't here to mope about it..

Being carried away.

He grabbed his hair, trying not to think about it.

Everything was..

Just..

So..

Hard....

"STOP. STOP IT. PLEASE."

And..

He couldn't breathe..

"I NEVER ASKED FOR THIS."

Last thing he saw...







Those damned glasses.

The one who created it.

He started this mess.

He can't even fix it.

So why do you think you can?


Nickel?

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(treating this shit like it's homework because I'm tired of putting it off >:[  )

A soft hum echoed through the dark void.

Maybe a bit odd..

But..

It was still something..!

She had to keep her hopes up.

And she couldn't--

The smell of burning food wafted into the cold air, even if it was ghost food. How. How did you fuck up GHOST FOOD. Anyways that's not the problem because now there was a ghost fire. And it was swallowing Tea Kettle whole.

She obviously didn't care (like a girlboss), but now she can't eat the food she made for her and Paper.

She attempted to pick up the food, a pretty pink flower bloomed and stuck on her hand. She did manage to salvage it.

Paper soon came waltzing in, softly humming to himself. The boy had a.. Albeit different look from when he was alive.. A few pastel and bright pink and blue flowers on his arms, and one on his chest. But a purple flower covered his left eye, bloomed and proud.

It was a nice change of heart-

"Tea Kettle? Do.. Do you need help with that?"

She froze.

Oh shit.

"Oh-- what nowwwAAAAUGH-"

The food she was holding onto was burning. Paper let out a chuckle, while he'd been here the longest, he'd found out a few powers and such to make life here.. More bearable.

He still missed OJ.

That part was obvious..

Paper waved his hand over the food, reversing it from it's charcoal state.

"There.. All better now.. Right?"

Tea Kettle looked up at him, his such kind eyes.. Soft smile.. Sweet voice.. It wasn't fair that he died so soon.

The wall suddenly burst down with a familiar sarcastic figure standing there, and then he toppled over face-first pathetically. L+Loser.

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(Teaser for next chapter!)

"Marsh..?"

"Yeah Apple..?"

"You've had those flowers for a while now.."

"Yeah.....?"

"Aren't those apart of the infection??"

"Yeah.."

"It been a few months.. You're not affected..."


"Are you immune..?"

(478 words)

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