Chapter 28

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Wanwan's POV

Heck nah. 

"I'm not going to go and prack my butt onto some random lady's lap! No way," I crossed my arms while saying in a pouty manner. 

"Besides, it's not my idea to do it, it's Publish Save Preview's, or the Chinese Moon Goddess's. Whoever's idea it was, it definitely wasn't mine. So why do I have to suffer the consequences?" I raged softly, trying my best to keep my body still so I could stay within the protection of the pillar. 

"Wait, who is Publish Save Preview?" The little girl asked out of curiosity. 

"Some random guy off the streets whose sister is the Chinese Moon Goddess, or so he claims, and which I believed," I replied, suddenly feeling stupid for what I've done earlier on. 

Welp.

"I know I probably should be keeping a low profile, but I bet you can keep a secret. I'm the Chinese Moon Goddess. I can show you my true form now if you'd like," she said, before switching into the little green girl on the moon that I saw earlier with a wave of her hand, "There, with all the evidence, who is this, Publish Save Preview?" 

"Your brother."

"Oh."

"Now, close your eyes while I annihilate that Natalia for you," she said in a cute, yet threatening manner, while clutching her fist in her other hand. She took a few steps back and closed one eye. With her tongue stuck out, she raised her arms in front of her, aiming the lady that sat in front of Ling, and shot something out. 

Something as in glitter. 

At first, I thought it was a joke, but by the time I came to my senses, it was too late, Natalia was knocked out. 

"Now, you replace Natalia."

"WHAT?"

"Don't worry, she's not actually dead. She's just asleep. I'll never use my powers to kill innocent people, even though she ain't the least bit innocent."

"Still, I can't do this!"I said, squatting down to hold her teeny little shoulders while saying. I glanced over to see what was happening back there, and I saw Ling rushing over to Natalia's side and shaking her vigorously by the shoulders. I lowered my head to look at the cobblestone ground, and gave a huge sigh. 

Why, why must life be like this. 

I looked back up, and watched as Ling made a face of uncertainty, a face of facial features, a face, of facial hair??? Then, without any sound effects or romantic scenery, just a guy with pixie length hair leaning in to kiss a girl whose arm is flopping off the chair and the neck has lost the strength to support her head. 

Wait, what?

I looked back down onto the ground, not wanting to watch anymore of their romantic, disgusting, puke-inducing moment. 

I closed my eyes, and something popped into my brain.

Something that I never experienced in this life, ever. 

For what I know, I've never been on a wall, in an orange and blue dress, with ancient, slightly-rusting crossbows before. 

Nor have I been on a guy whose figure is more slender than most females in blue attire lap. 

Just then, that guy leaned closer to me. 

Closer, closer, and closer, until our lips made contact with each other. 

That guy who could only be the one in the ice cream shop. 

Ling. 

Ling's POV

"Natalia! Natalia!" I shouted softly (if that even is humanely possible), while shaking the shoulders of my girlfriend. Natalia just, suddenly fell asleep. 

When she didn't wake up, I knew something was wrong. 

I placed my finger under her nose. 

Still has breath, good. 

I got back up from her floppy body, and saw glitter pouring out from her ears, nostrils, and mouth. 

Grisly.

But from that, I could deduce that someone did something to her. And that she was under some curse. 

And what should you do when someone has been cursed to sleep?

Kiss her. 

If it's a boy then someone else does it. 

So I did. 

When I closed my eyes, a memory flashed before me, something that you can't possibly call a memory, for I don't remember doing that before. 

Looked like me, on a wall, with some girl whose hair is tied up into two brown buns, is wearing a blue, orange, white, red, gold, whatever colour, dress, on my lap. 

I, on the other hand, had greyish, purplish hair, same hairdo as my current self. I was in a suit of blue, with a couple of feathers to top it off.

Then, I was leaning in for a kiss, probably to wake the sleeping beauty up. 

When she did, she had those eyes made of topaz, and those tiger stripes on her face. 

Isn't it that girl?

Wang Wang? 

Or what's her name? 

ARGH.

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