Growing up is not easy when you are known for being the strangest person on any Inkwell Isles. It did not help the fact that you were able to grow thorns around your body like you were a rose bush.
You were outcasted as a freak so much that even you...
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~9 Years Later~
~(Y/N)'s POV~
"Come on, (Y/N)! You love adventures!" Cuphead, a 13-year-old kid, exclaimed as he tried to get me to go with them to wherever he and Mugman, his twin brother, were going. They have matured a lot, but they still find themselves in trouble. Mugman and I were way warier about the troubles around us. "I don't know, Cups. What if we get into trouble again?" "Come one, (N/N). We won't get into trouble," Cups said with a hand wave. I gave him a look that said, 'really?'. He chuckled nervously and said, "This time." I just shake my head with a sigh. "Alright, fine. But, if we get into trouble, you're doing my laundry for a month!" I exclaim while pointing a finger at him. "Great! Let's go," he said as he marched on. Mugs were behind Cups, and I was behind Mugs. I always found it funny how much taller I was than them. I know I am way older than them, but it's still so funny to me. "So, Cups, where are we even going?" I ask after a few minutes of just cracking jokes and laughing. Cuphead looked back at me with a mischievous smile. "Well, my sister, we are going to the infamous Devil's Casino!" "Are you out of your fucking mind?!" I exclaimed as we stop in our tracks. Mugs looked back at me with a glare. "Hey, language," Mugs pointed a gloved finger at me. I just roll my eyes at him. I know he doesn't mind me cursing, but it's just when I yell them out loud. "Why should I watch my language? We are going to the Devil's Casino!"
"It will be fine, we have you to watch us!" Cuphead said with a shrug and continued walking along the path. I sighed and balled my fists up and walked along behind them. It took at least ten minutes before we got to Inkwell 3. We were at the border of Isle 3, staring at the sign saying, "Try Your Luck". I take a deep breath and we walk on over to Inkwell Hell, where the Devil's Casino stands great, rich, and luring poor souls. We all make it up to a big door with a statue of the devil on the roof. We slowly walk up the stairs and to the door with slight hesitation. Cuphead pushed open the door and we walked in. Already, the smell of alcohol made its way into my nose and I felt like I was going to throw up. Cuphead and Mugman didn't even seem to notice the smell, or they just don't care. "I think I'm gonna be sick," I say with a strained voice. Cuphead looked up at me with a confused face. "Really? You're 24, you're allowed to drink, but yet you don't like the smell of alcohol?" I looked down at him with a very uneasy face of un-comfortability. "Yeah, I get that, but I don't drink. So, even just the smell of drinks like this gets to me." "Right, anyway, let's go!" Cuphead shrugged and the two boys ran off. I sighed and sat down at a table. A waitress came by and asked if I wanted anything, but I just told her that I only wanted a glass of water, causing her to look at me funny. When she came back, she started a conversation.
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