Vio reurned to the bedroom with water and a little more awareness.
Green was sprawled out in a heap of blankets.
Blue looked like a corpse.
Red cuddled a pillow under a mound of blankets.
Vio wondered out loud in a deadpan tone, "how the fuck are we the same person?"
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Posting this months old drabble cause I suddenly got like 3 chapter ideas? Started with a springhole generator, then invasive thoughts. See you soon!
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How are we the same person?
FanfictionVarious Four Sword stories about guys being dudes and maybe an identity crisis. Now crossposted on Ao3!
