Hyperdontia: The Book

8

Flower's P.O.V:

I shoved the doors to their sides as I sprinted to my car for the second time today. My trainers scraped along the concrete, as I finally reached my spot. I pulled the door open, slammed it shut, put my seat belt on and drove off. I had to save Fukase. And stop Doc.

I had just reached the motorway, when I saw a huge queue in front of me. "Oh, come on!" I cried, beeping my horn rapidly. How was I gonna stop Doc now? I clenched the wheel tightly, took a deep breath and sped on. I dodged the cars, as they all fought their way through. I was leading a line of cars to their freedom. "Woo! Yeah!" I cringed at my sudden happy outburst, and continued.

*Time Skip brought to you by Flower's car*

I had finally reached my front door, as I ripped out the key and pushed it into the lock. I slowly opened the door, but it made a small creaking sound. I glanced at it for a second. It's minty green paint had been peeling off since I'd left the house. I turned the knob again and walked in. Blood stained the walls and my pricey carpets. Exactly like the dentist's...

I saw a piece of paper on the wall. It wasn't pinned by a tooth. But by a far too familiar object. One of Fukase's hair pins. I looked at the paper, reading it's scruffy writing.

Ha. You fell for it. My trick. See, I'm not in YOUR basement. I'm in MINE. Tell you what, if you really want to see Fukase again, you'll have to do a few things for me.

1.) Cure someone with an eating disorder. (Sorry if this triggers you)

2.) Do anything to appear on Fukase's TV show.

3.) And finally, become part of a circus for a day.

Do that and you'll see Fukase again. Bye for now.

Doc

Great. I'm on a dumbass quest for Fukase.

I knew someone with an eating disorder. Easy. I know someone who's part of the filming crew at Fukase's studio. But, how do i become part of a circus? Calm down, Flower. One at a time. Time to vist Clara. (A random name, because Flower also sang Appetite of a People Pleaser) She always wore a cute black and pink outfit, with shorts, a shirt and suspenders. She had black hair, with a strike of white too. She sadly developed this eating disorder because she was bullied at school. For her differences. I folded up the piece of paper, and drove all the way to Clara's home.

I lightly knocked on the door. I didn't want to startle the poor thing. I little squeak came from the house, and the door was swung open. Clara was there in her usual outfit, but had a smear of chocolate around her lips. "Flower! C-come on in!" She smiled, and ushered me in. The house was a mess. Food wrappers, packaging, boxes and plates covered the floor. Stains of all sorts created a pattern on her wallpaper and floor. I chuckled nervously. After all, the place was fucking candle lit. "Um..Clara? Have you paid your electric bills recently?" I asked. She shrugged and went into the living room. I followed suit, but stopped. She had painted a pentagram on the floor, with her and a half-eaten cake in the middle. I looked shocked. Clara could tell. "Oh. You don't like it?" I hesitated a while. I had to tell her the truth, but I couldn't risk hurting her feelings. I came up to her and touched her on the shoulders. She flinched, but soon relaxed at the loving touch. "Listen to me, Clara. You broken. But I promise, I'll fix you." Tears formed in her eyes, but she wiped them away and chuckled. "How exactly art you going to do that?" Clara scoffed. A tidy up.

*Time Skip brought to you by this lazy author*

I picked up the last of the wrappers, and chucked them away. We had filled four whole bin bags with all that rubbish. Clara looked at the identical bags and smiled. "Finally. I can see my carpet again." She laughed a little, but then she looked at me. "What are you doing here, anyway?" She put on her unusual serious look. Now she meant business. I scratched my head, and thought for a while. How the hell am I supposed to tell her that Fukase was kidnapped by a dentist who took out hardly any of my teeth? "FUKASE WAS KIDNAPPED BY A DENTIST WHO IS EVIL AND TRIED TO KILL ME!" I blurted out. I panted, taking deep breaths. She looked scared at my sudden snap. "Are you sure?" She asked. All she needed now was a confirmation. I nodded, not bothering to speak. She went over to the door and opened it. "I think you should leave. After all, your only using me." Clara unfolded the note from Doc, and waved it around. Shoot. I left it on the table before we started cleaning up. "Clara, please. Help me save Fukase!" I pleaded. But I was already pushed out the door, and it being slammed in my face. I huffed in frustration. I banged on the door, sobbing loudly. This was gonna be harder than I thought.