Mr. Normal

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Author's POV:

It was a cold, winter morning, and Mr. Normal was out for his usual, Sunday stroll with his hands tucked under the armpits of his brown trench coat to keep warm. Thankfully, he had a knitted, black scarf to cover his neck and a matching winter cap on his head, so, hopefully, he wouldn't get sick from the cold weather. Sniffling, he passes by a man with similar features to him, only he wore a black trench coat that was left open with a fuzzy, winter hat on his head of messy, black hair. Mr. Wild grins upon making eye contact with the man and opens his coat.

"Hey, kid, you want some blades?" Mr. Normal glances down at the knives stolen from his kitchen that are poorly attached to the inside of the coat with duct tape. He stops walking and spins around to face his doppelgänger.

"No! Blades are for skating!" Looking down, Mr. Wild is taken aback when the man's black shoes are replaced by roller skates in the blink of an eye. Two hands clamp down on his shoulders, causing him to look into the normal man's grey orbs in surprise as he leans back some. Cameron leans close to the male's ear and insults the disheveled man. "Ya dingus."

Letting go, he rolls through the two inches of fluffy, white snow, but it was difficult to move through it. He looks back, giggling a bit. "It's kinda snowy." When Normal was finally out of sight, the stunned Mr. Wild's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, for he had no words to describe what he had seen. Giving up, he shakes his head.

"And, people think I'm the crazy one."

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