||A new reality||

| HAUNTED HOUSE |

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/secondary perspective/

You don't know how or why but you're currently all dolled up, with Luther, and having 'tea', it was eerily quiet as he scopes up an overpowering amount of sugar from his tea cup.

Nyon was on the ground, playing with a towel roll, and next to Luther.

"We're just all dressed up with nowhere to go...", he sadly hummed out as you nodded, "it's very tragic", you replied to him before your gaze shift over to the doorway.

You currently wearing some bedazzled eyeshadow with mascara, that Luther did, which he had some on as well.

You see Randal pass by with his hands in his pockets, with an all knowing smile on his face, "Randal", Luther called out with no answer.

"Randal...", he says once more as Randall's face appeared, "what", Randal replied, a shadow gloomed over his face — only showing the sinister smile he has planted on his face.

Where are you going?", Luther asked as Randal  shrugged answering him with a 'nowhere', "not like THAT you are, I can see your undone over shirt from across the room", Luther annoyingly sighed out.

"And I can see this Fresh new eyelids from here!", Randal replied back with a 'compliment', or what you thought it was.

Luther motions Randal to come over, "Come here and you can see them better", with a face that seemed tired of Randal's shenanigan.

As Randal does so and comments more on his eyelids as Luther button up his undone over shirt, "it's bugging me", Luther muttered.

"I can't fix everything that's wrong with you, though", He continued to say as you sip some of your tea, "good", Randal replied happily, "so, where are you going", Luther stared down.

"A haunted house", Randal said as he described the place he was headed to, "why would you go to a house like that when we already have ghost?", Luther commented.

'It's hard to decipher if he's lying or not...', you thought before a sudden sound disrupted your inner monologue.

Plunk

One of his 'eyelids' fall into his tea.

"Oh dear", Luther said in a sadden voice before picking it out and blowing it dry.

"Well it's those one's made by people to scare each other, being scared is fun!", Randal excitedly said as Luther continues to blow on his eyelid.

". . . sounds interesting.", Luther thought outloud, "We could go as a loving family... even though I won't get scared this is a chance for outside bonding", he joyfully said before placing his newly dried eyelid onto his eye.

"Are we all ready?", Luther says as he leans back, focusing on placing the eyelid back correctly and Randal hums.

You noticed how Randal looked over to nyon, whose nose is bleeding, "there will be plenty of time for bleeding, let's go", Luther said as he got up, "yes sir", nyon responded.