Continuation of "Forbidden Omelettes"
Title: Breaking Eggs Gives You An Angry Ghost That's Actually Real Chill
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Ship: X
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Request: ææææ?
- Like...it wasn't really a chapter, more like: 'I would like to see a continuation' and prompted it...so??? Roll with it.
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Pronouns: They/Them
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Summary: As a continuation, Puffy manages to revive Y/n from the dead as a ghost, they want revenge, but not on Ant or Bad, they're just here to collect some karma from people for petty things.
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Other:
•< Everyone gangster until Y/n comes back from the dead.
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Puffy finished the spell and the ghost swirled out of the book and the first thing that happened, was that they screeched at her, loud.
"ÀÆÀÆÅÃ- Oh hey Puffy." They greeted, their eyes had suddenly turned an angry shade of red but upon seeing the person summoning them was Puffy, they shut off like a light switch back to what their human self would seem like.
"H-hi Y/n..." She looked them up and down, their look wasn't exactly perfect from before the whole 'Breaking Egg' incident that occured about two week ago, Y/n now wore a large slash down their arm that was slowly dripping blood that didn't actually splash on the floor, and their chest had a stab through it curtsy of how they died: Being stabbed by (Under Egg Influence [Not recommended by doctors]) Bad. Their mouth was stained in blood and their eyes were a silk white.
"Yeah Yeah....Is that egg thing dead or did I die for nothing." They demanded, she stood up and stowed away the book in her bag now that she didn't need it anymore, they were back alive!...sort of.
"Yeah, I broke it after you held them off. Team effort I suppose..." Puffy said sadly, knowing she may have had the chance that could've done something to prevent their death.
"Hey, not your fault. Where the hell is Bad and Ant. I've got 206 bones and Imma pick all of them with those two." Y/n asked, their finger suddenly turning into sharp, gleaming, and murder-capable, metal.
"Are...are your fingers metal? How'd you do that?!" She looked over them, gingerly picking them up and examining them.
"Hell yeah they are. Picked up some combat perks for dying in combat." They grumbled, rolling their eyes while still salty about being killed in their last life.
"Wait...you aren't going to kill Bad and Ant...are you?" Puffy asked hesitantly, hoping they weren't here, hell-bent on revenge. They made a sound of unhappy protest and looked taken aback by her question.
"Oh no, I'm here to murder Bad and Ant in cold blood because I'm a stupid shitty grudge holder! C'mon Puffy, who'd you take me for, Tommy?" Y/n scoffed with their arms crossed, they were standing straight up at their full height. Really, other than being dead and a ghost, they looked to be in relative good health with all their memories retained compared to Ghostbur, who'd came back an amnesiac other than his good memories and was attached to a Blue Sheep named Friend. Their mind and body both seemed to be entirely intact even after death.
"Look, I was in the afterlife for a good 5 years, it might not look like it to you because time moves slower in the Mortal World, but I've given up on wanting to get revenge and kill them. At first I wanted to get them back, but after a while I sort of accepted I died and good things happened because of it." They answered seriously.
"Whew, I thought you were back for revenge....You seem like that kind of person." Puffy breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey!—Oh I am, but only for small stuff, like if someone pranked me, or stole from me, or whatever like that." Y/n rolled their eyes again, their finger returned back to normal from their wicked sharp knife mode.
"Who did that?" She asked, following them up the stairs, she'd never heard anyone do anything to Y/n due to the fact that they would absolutely be back to murder that person."
"Let's see...Quackity stole a few ingots of netherite from me, Wilbur took some of my unused armor—didn't really matter cause I just made a new one—Tommy punched me off a cliff once, Techno indirectly murdered me...there's a lot let's say." Y/n shrugged, going down the list of petty things people had done to them that they now were going to avenge.
"How'd you remember all of those?" Puffy said, she could barely remember some important things, like if she brought torches down to the mines.
"When you've got five years to think about your entire life, you remember some stuff. I've got an entire book." They materialized a leather bound journal with a worn spine, flipping through it, she could see Dream's name, Tommy's, Schlatt's was crossed out and so was Wilbur's, only once did she see her name in the book and a tiny section said it was just: Accidentally burned down my tree :(
"So...What's the biggest one you've got in there?" Puffy asked, skimming through the pages and looking at some of the more recent ones.
"I've got one out for Dream, damn homeless fucker blew up my entire house, twice. He didn't have a house and said fuck Y/n, they can't have one either because I'm a little bitch." Y/n grumbled angrily, still remembering the amount of resources it took to rebuild from scratch both times.
"How'd he pull that off? And not get murdered by you..." She mused, still looking through various crimes that ranged on the craziness scale.
"I didn't have enough stuff to get him back, first time was the L'manburg War, my house was right next to the base, second time was for betraying their team—I didn't really betray them, they more or less asked for all my resources and when I said no he was pissy." They commented, finally breaking into the Overworld, where their skin stayed perfectly paper white even in the sun.
"Wow...so, how're you going to do this stuff? Just taking things?" She handed back the book, Y/n grinned.
"I've got some people who pissed you off too, wanna join me?" Puffy racked her brain, she was surprised they'd even remembered because even she didn't. "Like who?"
"Ahem, for example: Jack accidentally set your house on fire and didn't apologize [possibly because he might not've noticed we have to ask about that first but ignore that-], Tommy exploded a set of your armor and didn't tell you, Minx ate a cake from one of your counters that you were saving. There's more but those are the oldest of the ones I remembered." Y/n read off, snapping shut the book suddenly.
"Aren't these all like...blackmail? Whatever, I'm in."
"Of course!~and cool! Let's start!"
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