You chose to do the best thing
The butterfly effect
It works simple
Just make sure you don't let the butterfly out....~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Though you are tempted, you decide not to mess with the painting. It was painted of you, for you. Its special. Your special object.
You back up from the painting and the shadow seemed to get angry. It was dashing around to room frantically. Unable to speak, it seemed to use shadow images to show you what it wants to say.
The first image was of a paintbrush and easel. The second, a fire and the third....a butterfly. You had no idea what they ment but you paid attention none the less, incase something important was there. You were about to speak to the shadow when suddenly the light turned on and the shadow dissappeared.
"(y/n)? What are you doing? I didn't even hear you get up!" You heard Inky say from behind you.
"o-oh, I, uh, needed the b-bathroom but couldn't find it!" You nodded amd mentally sighed with relief. He nodded back.
"well. Its diwn the opposite direction of the corridor!" he smiled brightly making you feel bad for even slightly thinking of ruining the painting.
"Okay, t-thank you!" You say leaving the room and heading to the bathroom. Inky stood silently, thinking. He sensed something wasn't right and he had a feeling you weren't telling the truth. He didn't ponder for long and just carried on with whatever he was doing before. He didn't want to ask you incase you would get angry at him. He doesn't want you angry with him.Standing in the bathroom, you look at yourself in the mirror. You brushed your beautiful (h/l) (h/c) locks out of your glistening (e/c) eyes and sighed. You feel like you want to know everything about Inky like why he's here alone or why he's magic, where did his power come from? Is it the same as yours? Where did your magic come from? The questions went on as they spiraled through your head.
You did your business and cleaned yourself up a bit. You let off a rather large yawn
[as a consequence for not sleeping, you are now fatigued]
Great....you thought to yourself...
You left the bathroom and headed towards the kitchen slowly. You could smell the aroma of pancakes. Yum! You saw Inky preparing some pancakes.
"You hungry?" he asked without even turning to see if it was you.
"Yes!!" You shout aloud by accident " i m-mean, yes, thank you."
"No need to be so polite! You are my friend! Not my work colleague." he stated, turning and giving you a smug grin.
"you're right, my apolog-.... Sorry!" You mentally slap yourself. What is having friends like...you've never had a friend before. What do you do if they need your help? You ask yourself.
"it fine! Here anyways!" he said, handing you a plate with a pile of pancakes on it. It was sugared and there was chocolate melted on the top along with whipped cream and strawberries. Your stomach yearned for it to be eaten so you at the table and began to eat. It was amazing, you felt like you were eating something holy. As you allowed the taste to set in, Inky caught your gaze out the window."You wanna go outside with me later?" he asked leaning on the table, next to you. You snapped out of your beautiful food trance and looked to him.
"outside?" You ask, making sure you heard right.
"Yeah! I'll take you to see if you allow me to!" he said, smiling brightly like he does. You take another bite of your food and look out the window. It looks like its going to rain.
"wont we get wet?"
"that's the fun of it!" he laughed slightly. This decision is yours.--[your fatigue will be carried out for the whole day]--
[stay at home- get rid of the fatigue]
[go outside- possible rain and fatigue gets worse.]
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Curiosity killed the cat, dear one.
You are quite tired. Sleeping may have been the better option. Besides, Inky doesn't know you didn't sleep. He'll want to show you lots of exciting things.
Of course, I cant make your mind up for you.
Choice is yours
Dear one....
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Colours Of The Rainbow
FanfictionYou are (y/n), you dont know anything else. You just....were made? You are born from brush as it likes to say...whos it you ask? You dont know, but you look up to it majorly....yet you dont know what its relevance is.... If you did.... Wouldn't that...