Hazel is the New Purple (an Anne Boonchuy x oc)

True Colors. (Literally)

I am lowkey just noticing something
this episode is called true colors, right??
prolly because everyones true colors are kinda revealed–

Sasha's plan to take over

Marcy being the one to get everyone stuck

Anne's powers

Andri-ass' betrayal–

HOW AM I JUST NOTICING THIS??
AM I THE ONLY ONE-

anyways, that's enough rambling

enjoy :)

◦•●◉✿𝑁𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦'𝑠 𝑃𝑂𝑉:✿◉●•◦

Our beloved ashy brunette was standing outside the throne room's doors, everyone else already inside said room. She's hesitant to go inside– Why? She's never been one to be hesitant like this.

But that feeling bubbling in her chest really doesn't sit right with her.

She lifts a hand to open the throne room's doors– Though she's startled by a familiar voice. "Haze! Oh frog, am I happy to see you! Do you remember where my invention #72 is?" Alani. Of course they got permission to live in the castle– They're a rather abnormally smart newt.

At times.

It's weird.

"It's in the mini wagon, hidden under the sink cabinet on the right in the bathroom." Hazel recalls, crossing her arms over her chest and tilting her head at the pale yellow newt in front of her. Her memory has been weird as well lately–

She's found out that she's able to memorize the smallest details. Like photographic memory. She tried asking Asesino about it, but he couldn't explain it. Just that it was something about her gem being charged again? That was confusing.

"Great, thanks Haze!" And with that, the newt goes skipping down the hallway again, and Hazel sighs. 'How did I befriend that idiot again?'

The short brunette groans, running a hand through the back of her hair, huffing quietly when she feels it fall into her face. She really needs to cut it...

Anyways, she reaches out and pushes the door open after another moment of hesitation, noticing everyone eyes falling on her. While that wouldn't normally bother her, it sent a wave of anxiety through her, and she stiffens. She's silent as she forces herself to walk up to stand beside the others, trying to ignore their gazes on her.

"Hey Haze! Pretty late, eh?" She heard Sasha speak up, and her eyes narrow. She never bought the blondes apology– Lies. Every single one of her words.

All of them.

How does Min like this woman?? That noirette has some weird taste–

"Sorry. I got stuck helping my friend when coming here."

"Damn, you have other friends than us? Surprising–" Sasha begins with a snicker, though Anne elbows her stomach and she coughs, turning to glare at the brunette. "Dude. Ow."

"Leave Haze alone..." Anne grumbles, as Marcy just stands off to the side awkwardly. The bickering between Anne and Sasha is eventually cut off by Andrias himself speaking up.

"My friends, wonderful to see you. I trust you were successful." Hazel stiffens at Andrias' voice, and she instinctively moved closer to Anne, who smiles reassuringly to her when the ashy brunette pulls her hood up. The taller brunette props her arm on the shorter girls head, looking over at Andrias.

Anne grabs the calamity box from her backpack after a second, holding it up with a grin. "Boom baby!"

"The charged music box. Well done. Well done! Now, let's finally send you girls home." Andrias begins reaching for the box, though a tongue comes shooting through, grabbing the box.