Chapter 19: Changing- Day 1

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(Its still the same day for the beginning of this chapter. Bare with me here. It might be boring, I'm sorry. There might be some minor fluff.)

*Y/N POV*

After a while of playing smash bros me and Dark decided to take a nap. I went into the room first because Dark said he had to get something.

I waited on the bed for about 10 minutes before he came back with a cup full of green liquid. Sludge is more like it. I gave him a weird look.

"What's that?" I asked curiously.

"This is gonna be what you'll drink for today and tomorrow and maybe a third day if it takes a while, to be who you wanna be." He explained.

"I'm going to guess it doesn't taste well considering is looks like vomit." I scrunched up my face a bit.

"Well I'm not sure I've never taken it myself but just hold your nose and drink. Chug it down so you don't taste much." He handed me the glass and I told it hesitantly. This is not going to go down easy I know that for sure. Though it'll be worth it. So I held my nose with one hand and started drinking the sludge. My goodness it was horrible. Imagine all the snot you've ever had in your nose when you were sick, all scooped up and put into a cup. That's how it felt. Swollowing tons of snot.

As I choked it down I immediately handed Dark the glass and he let out a chuckle. For a few second I felt like I was going to puke but I knew that I shouldn't.

Dark had left to leave the cup in the sink. Green residue still on the glass. I shivered thinking about the goop going down my throat.

He came back and plopped right onto the bed making me jump up a little. Then I felt him pull me close as I had my back to him. I thought it would take me a while to get to sleep but I suddenly felt the room spiral a bit. 'This feels weird..' I thought to myself.

"Don't worry, its just a minor side affect. Just rest for now." He explained as he nuzzled into the bend of my neck. So I ignored it and went right into a deep slumber.

*The next day*

'Jesus Christ what time is it? How long did we sleep for? Wait...why can't I move? Why can't I open my eyes?? What the hell is that feeling? Oh god my chest hurts. What's happening? Why can't I breathe? Someone wake me up!'

I shot up from bed too quickly and ended up falling onto the floor. My eyes had to adjust for a few seconds as the door flew open to reveal Mark with concern on his face.

"What the hell happened??" He questioned.

"I couldn't breathe.." My voice. Its deeper. Without me having to force it. "Mark! My voice!" I got up and smiled at him. He gave me a look as if being a parent proud of their kid doing something they loved.

"I'm happy for you." He smiled.

"Wait, didn't you have to go make videos?" I asked.

"Uhh that was yesterday. You slept a pretty good amount." He explained.

"You know, a lot of this sleeping and passing out for days thing is getting tiring." I chuckled.

"Hey I'd kill for a good nights sleep." He groaned.

"What time is it though? I'm starving." I passed him and went into the kitchen. I pulled out some eggs and starting to make myself some scrambled eggs.

Mark came and took a seat in the kitchen to keep me company. That's when I wondered where Dark was.

"Hey Mark, where's Dark?" I giggled a little for rhyming.

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