Poth

Friends!

None of this art is mine! Enjoy!

Palette's Pov

"I will let you comprehend all this. It's definitely strange you have siblings you don't know about and a everlasting friendship with the other that lasted for about 9 years when you've only known each other for about a single day." Ink says as he stands up and puts the papers he had in a drawer on his desk. I don't mind the siblings because it's really cool having like fifty lost brothers and maybe sisters.

But I'm more concerned on the friend stuff, because one: He has a friend named Cray that left him and moved. Two: Me and him have to be best friends!!! So that's amazing news! Three: We were friends for like nine years! So that's nice and amazing. But the weird thing is, I really don't like this Cray dude. I've never met him or seen him yet thinking about this makes me unhappy with him. He left Gothy when he had no other friends, I know it wasn't his fault and I only met Gothy today, But I just am not happy. "Hey Gothy do know anyone named Cray. Like have you heard that name before?" I ask as I look at him with a look of question and smile.

"I think I do? I mean I might have thought of the na-..." He stops and has a look of thinking and as if he he just thought of how to save the world. "I HAD AN IMAGINARY FRIEND!" Gothy yells as he stands up like he saw the end of the world. "What do you mean Gothy?" I ask as I pull his arm so he's sitting down.

"So when I first moved in I had the name Cray stuck in my head for the first week. Since I was lonely I thought why not have an imaginary friend named Cray? So I thought of skeleton that had a yellow/blue/pink baseball cap and a black scarf that has black particles coming from it. He has black finger less gloves, he wears a white T-shirt with a pink/blue/yellow jacket. The left shoe is pink and white, while the other is yellow and white. On the bottom of his shoes, he has wheels that look like that is would be used for roller blades. He has black sweatpants with one white stripe on each leg. His left eye is an upside-down pink heart, while his right eye is green. I would talk to him all the time."

Gothy says as he smiles a cute w. (Don't ask me how they have so many facial expressions ok.) Ink just stares at the last paper in his hand then slowly turns it so we can see.

It was the exact skeleton that Gothy described. At the top of the paper it had the word "Cray" in bold letters. There were letters under it saying "Pj x Fresh" So I assume those are his parents. I look over at Gothy, he has a dumbfounded that he just described a real person that he didn't know existed. "That's exactly what he looked like!" Gothy says as he smiles in shock and happiness. "I think you two should go back to your room and sleep, It's getting late." Ink says as looks at the cat clock on the wall. "How do we get back though?" I ask as I look around. "The same way you came in!" He says as he grabs his broom and makes a black hole under us on the cushion.

We fall for about ten seconds and Gothy's already screamed so much he look's like he might pass out. I chuckle a bit before I see him start reaching for my hand. I put it closer to him and he immediately grabs it. He puts his other hand on his soul to calm down. He again sees that we're falling and before he starts to scream again he pulls himself closer to the point his hand is a fist on my upper rib cage. His head is in the craves of my neck and head. His other hand is holding mine of to the side. I can tell he's still holding in a small scream so I rap my other arm around him. He seems to tense up a bit at first but calms down very fast.

I soon see the bottom of the supply closet, It's still small so maybe a minute more of falling. I look around since the first time I was just looking down at Gothy. I see that there's glitter falling down. I look up and see little stars on the ceiling. I don't know how these things work because at first we were going down now we're floating falling to the floor? It's really confusing and weird so if I think about it more I'll get a headache. I see Gothy's head look down at the hole. "WE'RE GONNA DIE!" He screams as he puts his head back in its new found comfort zone. "Don't worry we'll be fine!" I say as I smile and look at the growing hole in the... Floor? Ceiling? I don't know.