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Slimecicle POV-
I sit on my chair, coldness overtaking me, but my mind does not depart from my task. For over a week, me and Jschlatt has been talking secretly, we used letters to get the message across. One of my goop friends helped transport them back and forth. It's been hard trying to be normal when Foolish is stalking you. I know Quackity is the one behind this, but he really didn't need someone to stalk me, watching my every move.
Between those days, I would always feel a tingle ever so often, in my head specifically. But after awhile, it stops, I tried to figure somethings out, but I had no clues, the only theory I had was it was either Quackity or those lights coming down to earth like shooting starts from a few weeks ago. But nothing really adds up.
I've learned a few things from Jschlatt. He knew that I was a God, and that my real name was Charlie, or even Slimecicle. Which was very cool. But that was all he had because he also didn't remember much.
As I finish writing my letter. I fold it up nicely, putting it in a envelope delicately, securing it as best as I can, then stamping it. I was about to stand up, leaving my room to go to my slime brethren, until a knock comes from my door. I had no idea who it was, no-one would stay up this late. I hide the envelope in my pocket, then walked to the brown clean door.
I turn the handle, twisting it, revealing the person who came to my door-step.
And a very familiar face came into view, the one and only, Quackity from Las Nevadas.
"Slime..." He says very seriously, sending shivers to my spine. All of the sudden, the mood changes in my room.
"Quackity from Las Nevadas!" I try to genuinely smile, but his face did not change at all.
"May, I come in."
"Oh! Yes of course!"
I moved aside, letting him in, but his gaze still followed me. He was like a hawk, watching my every move.
I close the door. Still smiling, I saw him sit on my chair. And eventually, I followed, I moved beside him.
"You may be wondering why I'm here Slime. It's really simple..." He starts.
"What is it Quackity from Las Nevadas?" I looked confused. Why at this time, and why did he bring in this mood that I haven't felt before.
He huff out a breath, "Slime, I'm here because of this." He pulls out a opened envelope. With a very similar stamp Jschlatt uses to message me. My expression doesn't change but it was so hard not to react. 'Did he know we were talking privately. I can't just keep pretending because he probably already saw it. And if I let it all out, it would ruin my plan. Goddamnit.'
"..." So I didn't talk. At all.
"So... You're playing this game." He stands up, looking at me.
Just in seconds. He grabbed both of my hands, cuffed them in his while pushing me to the wall. His body surrounded me, trapping me in his presence. Sweat drips off my face.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" He yells. "KEEPING SECRETS ARE WE? ESPECIALLY WITH SCHLAT?!"
Shit.
...
I'm done for.
Condi POV-
*Weeks ago*
"What is this."
YOU ARE READING
•A Turn Of Events•
AdventureAs the man of slime go through the path of adventure, there are always dark paths and regrets that follows him through his long life. He makes a deal with himself so he won't remember the past regrets. But, every time he remembers, he begins to be h...
