Chapter 8: Be More Chill Pt. 2

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*Dante*

After Nicole and Kawaii~Chan were completely out of view, I turned to look at ZANE. It's eye was narrowed, as it observed the girls. I grinned, holding my head in the palm of hand.

Did you see-- That was awesome! I have to find Travis--

ᎢᎡᎪᏙᏆᏚ ᎻᎪᏚ ᏞᎬFᎢ ᎢᎻᎬ ᎷᎪᏞᏞ.

Wait, what? He said he'd be back in like five minutes. That's unlike Travis...

How do you know?

Ꮖ ᏟᎪN ᎪᏟᏟᎬᏚᏚ ᎢᎻᎬ ᎷᎪᏞᏞ ᏚᎬᏟᏌᎡᏆᎢY ᏟᎪᎷᎬᎡᎪᏚ.

Oh... I guess that makes since, why he'd know that. He is freaking smartass supercomputer, after all. But, wait...

So how am I supposed to get home?!

Ꮖ ᎢᎾᏞᎠ YᎾᏌ ᎪᏟᏟᎬᏢᎢᏆNᏩ Ꭺ ᎡᏆᎠᎬ ᏔᎪᏚ ᏆᎷᏢᎬᎡᎪᎢᏆᏙᎬ. ᏆF ᎢᎻᏆᏚ ᏆᏚ ᏩᎾᏆNᏩ ᎢᎾ ᏔᎾᎡK, YᎾᏌ ᏟᎪN'Ꭲ ᏓᏌᏚᎢ ᏞᏆᏚᎢᎬN. YᎾᏌ ᎻᎪᏙᎬ ᎢᎾ ᎾᏴᎬY.

I exited the shop, restraining from slouching and placing my hands in my pockets. I didn't want to get shocked, again. It sucked. ZANE strutted ahead, glancing back at me once in a while, and stopped after a little bit. I did as it did, frowning a little. I think they were pissed at me.

NᎾᏔ ᎡᎬᏢᎬᎪᎢ ᎪFᎢᎬᎡ ᎷᎬ: ᎾᎻ, ᎬᏙᎬᎡYᎢᎻᏆNᏩ ᎪᏴᎾᏌᎢ YᎾᏌ ᏆᏚ ᏚᎾ ᎢᎬᎡᎡᏆᏴᏞᎬ.

I sighed, bowing my head slightly, and mumbled under my breath, "everything about me is just terrible."

ᏩᎾᎾᎠ! ᏔᎻᎾᎪ, ᎬᏙᎬᎡYᎢᎻᏆNᏩ ᎪᏴᎾᏌᎢ YᎾᏌ ᎷᎪKᎬᏚ ᎷᎬ ᏔᎪNNᎪ ᎠᏆᎬ.

"Everything about me, makes me wanna die," I repeated, quietly, clicking my heels together.

NᎾᏔ YᎾᏌ'ᏙᎬ ᏩᎾᎢ ᏆᎢ! ᏴᏌᎢ ᎠᎪNᎢᎬ, ᏚᎾᎾN YᎾᏌ'ᏞᏞ ᏚᎬᎬ. ᎢᎻᎪᎢ ᏆF YᎾᏌ ᏞᏆᏚᎢᎬN ᎢᎾ ᎷᎬ, ᏞᏆᏚᎢᎬN ᎢᎾ ᎷᎬ... ᎬᏙᎬᎡYᎢᎻᏆNᏩ ᎪᏴᎾᏌᎢ YᎾᏌ ᏆᏚ ᏩᎾᏆNᏩ ᎢᎾ ᏴᎬ ᏔᎾNᎠᎬᎡFᏌᏞ.

Once again, the assumed, fake crowd appeared. But, this time, they had smiles on their faces. I lifted my head, feeling the sorrow and guilt slowly dissipating. What? Was ZANE saying nice things?

"WE LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU!" The people exclaimed, blowing kisses to me and ZANE. I knew that they were fake, but it still warmed my heart a lot more.

ᎬᏙᎬᎡYᎢᎻᏆNᏩ ᎪᏴᎾᏌᎢ YᎾᏌ ᏆᏚ ᏩᎾᏆNᏩ ᎢᎾ ᏴᎬ ᏚᎾ ᎪᏞᏆᏙᎬ!

"WE COULD NEVER LIVE WITHOUT YOU!"

YᎾᏌ ᏔᎾN'Ꭲ FᎬᎬᏞ ᏞᎬFᎢ ᎾᏌᎢ, ᎾᎡ ᏌNᏚᏌᎡᎬ. YᎾᏌ ᏔᎾN'Ꭲ ᏴᎬ ᏌᏩᏞY ᎪNYᎷᎾᎡᎬ. ᏴᎬᏟᎪᏌᏚᎬ, ᎬᏙᎬᎡYᎢᎻᏆNᏩ ᎪᏴᎾᏌᎢ YᎾᏌ ᏆᏚ ᏩᎾᏓNᏩ ᎢᎾ ᏴᎬ ᏟᎾᎾᏞ! ᎪNᎠ ᏢᎾᏔᎬᎡFᏌᏞ! ᎪNᎠ ᏢᎾᏢᏌᏞᎪᎡ! ᏆNᏟᎡᎬᎠᏆᏴᏞᎬ! ᎪNᎠ YᎾᏌ ᏔᏆᏞᏞ--

I grinned widely, before exclaiming, "BE MORE CHILL!" Once I noticed real people staring, and giving questioning looks, I cleared my throat.

I mean...chill~

ᏴᎬ ᎷᎾᎡᎬ ᏟᎻᏆᏞᏞ.

"BE MORE CHILL!"

"BE MORE CHILL!"

"BE MORE CHILL!

"BE MORE CHILL!"

*3rd Person*

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ante wobbled home, yawning tiredly. ZANE followed after him, a mischievous grin playing on their face, under they're mask. Dante stumbled onto his bed, face first into his pillow. ZANE chuckled a little, 'leaning up' against the bed post.

"Be more chill..," Dante mumbled, struggling to get underneath his covers. "I'm gonna...be super chilL~..."

ZANE tucked Dante into bed. He patted his light blue hair, chuckling some more. Dante silently thanked him, with a nod, before dozing off.

ᏚᏞᎬᎬᏢ ᏔᎬᏞᏞ, ᏚᏞᏌᏩᏩᎬᎡ. YᎾᏌ ᎻᎪᏙᎬ Ꭺ ᏴᏆᏩ ᎠᎪY ᎢᎾᎷᎾᎡᎡᎾᏔ.

And with that, ZANE disappeared...

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