Wallter
He/Him
guys I will be mentioning wallmark divorce in this fic eventually so there's your warning
he's pretty silly in this tho and won't be mean teehee
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Gnarpy
Xe/Xem
Xey don't rlly have an important part in this chapter but im still mentioning xem.
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(Implied heavy character wounds, That's about all though. Just in case guys!)
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The elevator continues to move, the various NPCS inside unaware of the floors they were about to go through.
And how they weren't all as enjoyable as the next.
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Bives POV:
The elevator bings as the doors open, and I straighten up and mumble nervously to myself. Splits still staring at me concerned, not taking her focus off me. Kind of creepy, definitely not helping my suspicions about her being a spy..
As I look out the doors, I calm down a bit. Luckily the elevator stopped on an ice crem floor. No dodging death for me today! Split seems..oddly excited about this, and proceeds to drag me out of the elevator. I grumble a bit as it was safer in the elevator than it was out here, and hide behind Split. She giggles slightly at this, making my body warm up again.
WHAT IS THIS BLASPHEMY SHES USING ON ME??
"Knock knock." Split says. It caught me off guard, and I flinch back. "Whos there.?" I respond, confused. "Banana!!" "Uh..banana who?" I'm extremely confused by now, where is this conversation going?
"Banana split an ice cream with me?" She giggles again, her little antennae's bopping up and down as she did. I couldn't help but laugh, it was a pretty good joke, but I couldn't tell if she was being genuine about sharing ice cream with me.
Why with me? Me out of everyone..
"You want to share an ice cream with me?" "Well yeah! Who else? The weird cat thing?" "That's Gnarpy-." "Either way! Yes or no?" "Uhm..sure!" I smiled wide, though slightly awkward. God what's wrong with me? I doubt she's actually a spy. Especially not for the clown government, all their spy's are rude!
Split ended up ordering an ice cream for us, but I couldn't help but feel weird about it. Split seemed..enthusiastic about sharing it with me, so I calmed down a little bit. She's my first friend I've ever had, and im hoping she thinks im her friend too..
Sharing it wasn't..as bad as I thought it was going to be, or at least was better than I thought it was. I felt all warm inside while we ate it, and it was pretty awkwardly silent the whole time. Split, of course, breaks the silence first.
"So uh..how many floors are there for us to stop at?" The question sort of startles me. I mean there's so many, I don't really know. I just stay quiet and don't respond, which makes her seem a bit upset about that. Then it hits me. She was surprised about this level, and I had never seen her before..so maybe she's never been on the elevator? I mean it wouldn't surprise me, some floors are hard to actually get characters to make it to the elevator. Take uh..prototypes floor as an example. I rarely see them come in!
"I'm not sure..there's usually a lot of floors, but the elevator always circles back to various floors." Split visually brightens up once I respond to her, and I blush slightly. Wait..I blush? WHAT? Wait wait we're just friends. I think..
