Not Easy Being Me

Not Easy Being Me: part 9

It slowly wandered through the darkness of the upside down, it's glass like legs snapping and cracking everytime it moved, it's body twitching, low growling escaping its glassy lips as it spots a single mirror, floating in the darkness, it's prison bars that keep it contain in this god forsaken hell, this black abbiss of betrayal and deceit. It slowly walked toward it, starring through it, looking past it's reflection, into another black dark world.

His world.

It's glazed covered eyes stared into it with a low growl escaping its mouth before it trailed over to its reflection, it's hideous reflection. It was covered in glass shards, that ended in a point, nothing was left its humanity. Everything that it ever was, was stripped away... it's body taken... taken from him! And morphed into his image, leaving it a monster. 

It snarled as it punched through the mirror, the glass breaking into a million pieces before connecting to its arm, adding to its glassy exterior. It stared at its arm in confusion before staring at the broken mirror sticking it glass like hand through it able to break out of the mirror like prison... It... They were free.

They grabbed each end of the mirror and slipped their glass like body through the mirror landing on its claw like hands and knees, their glazed eyes clearing to reveal green emerald ones anger lacing them starring ahead into the darkness, growling inhumanly before it spoke.

"Where is he?"

Marvin and Wilford walked through the halls, heading for the living room to hang out. They had been cooped up in Wilford's room all day so why not have a change of scenery. Marvin stared ahead for a bit, before hearing Wilford shivering next to him. He slowly casted his eyes to the now dark ego, watching as he rubbed his shoulders, wrapping the suit jacket around him further. Concern started to build in Marvin as he placed a hand on his shoulder,  getting Wilfords attention. "You okay Wil?"

"It's j-just a l-little c-cold." Wilford answered, breathing into his hands, trembling slightly. 

Marvin blinked looking ahead. "Yeah it does feel alittle chilly in here. Why would it-?" 

Both Wilford and paused, seeing Dark standing at the thermostat turning it to 50 degrees. Marvin squint his eyes starring at him. "Dark? What are you doing?"

Dark turned around, sweat poring down his face. "It's hotter than hell itself in here." He huffed, wipping the sweat away. "I need to cool down some way." 

Wilford walked up slightly, rubbing his shoulders. "B-But i-its f-freezing in-."

"Oh hey Wil! How was your shower?" Dark teased, leaning on the wall, chuckling evily. 

Marvin glared at him in anger, before turning to Wilford who was trying to mask his hurt. 

Wilford looked down, ignoring his harsh question, before asking. "Is-is it o-okay if You could t-turn up t-the temperature, it-."

"It What?" Dark grinned interrupting him. "Hurts your aching bones?"

Wilford looked up,  the hurt finally showing on his face as he backed away slightly.

"Not Easy Being Me now is it?" Dark whispered as he walked over to the couch, flopping on it, slouching slightly as he picked up a book unable to see the look of hurt in Wilford's face.

Marvin clenched his fists before hearing small sniffles, turning over to see Wilford hugging himself slightly, looking down as tears streamed down his eyes. The magician's features soften slightly as he reaches for him. "W-Wil?"

"I'm-I'm g-gonna go and." He paused as he sniffled, wipping the tears away. "G-get a heating pad." With that he turned away and walked down the hall rather quickly.