Months later you find yourself sitting on the edge of the human bed that you had adopted, your ears twitch at the sound of the feet pacing your room thoughtfully. "1T S33MS YOU H4V3 1MPROV3D, MR C4PTOR. 1T 4PP34RS YOUR CL4SS3S H4VE3 B33N DO1NG YOU W3LL.", you ignore your palemate as she tries to pull you into another pointless roleplay. "Come on, TZ. II2 there even a 2tupiid le22on today?", you ask impatiently.
Silence.
"TZ?!", you begin to panic. You stand up, wobbling before gaining your stature. You listen again. Nothing. Wait, there is a bit of shuffling to your, "Left." You whisper almost inaudibly. You make a few steps in its direction, swiftly before coming to an abrupt stop. Your lengthy finger sticks out and lightly pokes something warm and squishy. "That wa2 2tupiid", you say flatly. A loud, edgy giggle ripples through the room. Your ears twitch almost painfully as a boney hand pulls at your wrist. The laughter turns into a whine. "DON'T T3LL M3 YOU FORGOT!" a hurt voice comes out of the darkness. Your mind races but you can't remember what you forgot. The panic sets in as her unforgiving grip tightens and then lets go. You hear Terezi run out of the room with a mischievous laugh, leaving you astonished and confused. Your matesprite was so fucking weird. With a soft, frustrated sigh you begin to stumble towards the doorway. You peek your head out, "Tz!?", you yell out. "Thii2 ii2 fuckiing 2hiit Tz, where the hell diid you go?", you mumble your breathe as you make a slow, steady step out into the empty abyss of the hallway. "Tz..? Where are you?", you call out. You wait for a few moments without a response. You purse your lips as you take a few more uneasy steps down the hall. You wobble slightly before catching your balance. This is the first time you had walked unassisted for over three months. "Hehe..", you snicker in confidence. And with that you take another casual step. Maybe you didn't need Terezi anymore. Pulling your lips up into a smile, you begin to walk down the hallway. "Haha Tz. You thought ii couldnt do--", you find yourself face first on the floor. "H3H3H3. DONT G3T TO COCKY.", a familiar voice ballowed over you. You groan into the carpet. A hand grabs yours and pulls at your arm, "WH4T'D YOU DO C4PTOR? TR1P ON YOUR OWN F33T?. You continue to lay there. "OH COM3 ON YOU B1G B4BY. W3'V3 GOT SOM3 WH3R3 TO GO". Before you have a chance to question her motives you're already being pulled to your feet and out of your hive.
