Happy Birthday Pt. 1

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"The main person has arrived!" You shouted holding your arms out. "Why do you have a sticky note on your head?" Alex asked as he/she pointed to it. "To show everyone that it's my birthday, duh." You answered. "You have a birthday hat and overalls that say it's your birthday, clearly." Alex said. You shrugged, "Oh well." You grinned. "Why am I your sibling?" Alex asked quietly. "Why! Because Mom said so!" You smiled. Alex looked at you as if you were the most dumb person in the world. "I'm leaving." They said walking away. You shrug and stare them down leaving.

Blueberry bounced up and down in front of you. "So today is your birthday!?" He shouted. You nodded. He pointed at the sticky note. "I can tell from the sticky note on your head." He smiled. "COME ON!" Alex shouted in the distance. You grin. "So how old are you turning, three, four wait, 10!" Stars apperead in his eyes. "Five." You corrected. "Wowie! You'd older than me!" He put his hands on your cheek. You move his hand. "So, am I invited to your birthday party?!" Blueberry kept asking questions, soon it sounded like Blah, blah, blah. You walked away as he kept talking.

You walk over to Ink. He was drawing something colorful a rainbow perhaps? You held Oscar in both your hands. "Soooo, Ink! What are you drawing?" You asked him. He turned go you and turned the paper around. "Nothing... Please, I-I don't like people watching me draw." He shakes his head and looked down at the paper. "Well, okay." You walk away looking around. You had a song stuck in your head, so you thought you should hum it, that was probably a bad idea.

"You're a mess, tangled with your confidence. You think you haven't sinned. Well, you're unstoppable, your walls are impassible."

"What are you humming?" Dream asked walking next to you. You gave him a glare and looked away.

"Oh, I think you're better off looking alone. 'Cause the boys who chase your hips can just go find their way home. And at the end of the day you think to yourself, 'My body is a product being sold on a shelf Tell me I can change, tell me I can change."

"Well you're good at humming, also! Happy birthday!" He shouted waving running off to who knows where. Alex watched you walk past them as he/she were talking with Lust.

"Well, I know you lay in bed, contemplating your own death. Well, just look at what you've done. Don't you dare forget the Sun, love!"

Alex singed loudly. You smiled a bit. They laughed. Lust stared at you and Alex and had a puzzled face. Alex walked up to you.

"Cold white walls, keep you from your pad and pen. You just want to stab again. I can't believe it's half this hard, you never knew your mind was dark, no!"

Alex countined. Blue was beside you, again. "Nice singing!"

"Well, I think you're better off looking alone. 'Cause the boys who chase your hips can just go find their way home. You can dig so deep for scars, you never knew your mind was dark, oh! Breath with me, oh!"

The two if you sing together. Blue was screaming cause he liked the both of your singing. Some of the skeletons you hate came over and watched you two.

"Well, I know you lay in bed, contemplating your own death. Well, just look at what you've done. Don't you dare forget the Sun, oh!"

Error seemed to be the only one who knew the song. You close your eyes so you don't see anyone glare at you, it maybe has worked, maybe...?

"You look down on me, so casually, in everything I know. You look down on me, but not right on me. Did I Wreck this broken home?"

You had stopped singing to let Alex singed this part. You felt Alex nudge your arm a bit. You opened one eye q bit.

"Dear diary, life is trying me. Can I get a sign. Or a two of mine a piece of mine, a piece of mine. Can I get a sign? (Alex: A sign) Can I get a sign? (Alex: I know)."

Your voice got softer and it was time to rise up again.

"Well, I know you lay in bed. Contemplating your own death. Well, just look at what you've done. Don't you dare forget the sun, love!"

You heard soft clapping.

"You look down on me, so casually, in everything I know. You look down on me, but not right on me. Is it plain to see, that life is trying me? Oh, life is trying me! Life is trying! You: Can I think of something? Alex: Gotta think of something.

You open both eyes while blushing. Alex was shaking you. The children clapped well, some did. You look down and smile. "We did good!" Alex shouted. "I-I I need to-" You fall backwards and black out.

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