Its Hard To Accept Yourself(Shellevision)

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[---📺VEE'S P.O.V.📺---]

I paced around my room, thinking about the dream over and over again. Is that how I make everyone feel? That I just make everything worse than it already is?

Was I just too much? Did I really need a reboot? Was I not perfect enough? Was I acting too much? Did I display myself too much?

Memories of my toon handler filled my mind; piles of words from past appearances and the dream destroying any type of confidence that was left in me.

I felt mix of errors rushing to my system, I could feel myself stressing. God Vee, get it together! I screamed to myself internally and gripped my antennas roughly. You have a reputation to obtain, Vee.

I tried taking deep breaths, trying to calm myself  down. Why the hell do I act like this? Wh-

ONE NOTIFICATION FROM TOON HANDLER.

I paused, staring at the notification. My body tensing even more. Why did she have to plan a meeting right now..?

I sighed and grabbed my bow tie and plopped it onto myself. I paused myself for a minute, trying to close down anything that was bubbling inside of me a minute ago.

After I cooled down, I turned around, giving my signature smile in the mirror.

I twirled my microphone around, trying to calm myself. That's the spirit; get it over with Vee. The sooner, the better.

I eventually walked out of my room and started making my way towards my toon handlers office. Hopefully she wasn't mad or of some sort. The last thin-

"Hey Vee!!!" An excited voice exclaimed.

I turned slightly, getting a small view of the room from the corner of my eye. Shoot, it was Shelly.

Since I was still stressed because of everything.. Out of panic, I dashed away from her.

I jumped into the elevator, pressing the floor she was on shakily. God Vee, what the hell was that?

I face palmed myself, a small amount of guilt adding to what was already in place. If what was said in those dreams was true, I probably just made everything worse. What a stupid mess.

Eventually the doors opened, showing a bunch of offices and workers. I slowly slid my way past the people, excusing myself as I did.

I turned the corner, seeing her office. I stepped up to the door and knocked gently. The door swinged open, showing her face.