10-11-2016, 11:08 PM
Guu reached down to grab the Star Piece, but as it’s smooth surface touched her skin, she could feel her stomach drop. She immediately picked it up and inspected it.
Upon closer inspection, it was made of some cheap artificial material with some sort of internal mechanism keeping it lit. It looked like something you’d win as a prize at Chuck E. Cheeses.
Plastic, it was fucking plastic.
She fell to her knees, her mouth agape. Her head swirling a mile a minute making a nice purée of conflicting emotions. One part of her mind was in despair, unable to accept that their journey, their friend’s death, everything that had happened up to this point was entirely pointless.
Another part of her brain was contemplating, wondering if Luke had intentionally pulled the wool over their eyes or if he had been tricked into thinking this was the real one.
And the final part was still screaming about the missing arm
So many voices, so many trains of thought, she was frozen in place. She would be reminded of her first day in the Omniverse, those first few hours when she couldn’t think and move at the same time, but her nostalgia was staying in it’s hole, waiting out the storm.
She was so distracted that she didn’t notice Melani approaching. She had noticed Guu’s face and had moved in to see what was going on. She grabbed the piece from the princess’ grasp and immediately, she could feel the problem. The shock caused her to drop the fake piece to the ground.
As soon as the faux rock hit the grassy floor, Guu too fell. She couldn’t take the endless stream of emotions and chose to take a nap. She plopped hard on the ground as he her eyes became a dull blue.
Melanie, sensing her companion was still alive, moved herself, sitting against a nearby tree to work out her own mental thunderstorm.
Silence befell the old bog.
Upon closer inspection, it was made of some cheap artificial material with some sort of internal mechanism keeping it lit. It looked like something you’d win as a prize at Chuck E. Cheeses.
Plastic, it was fucking plastic.
She fell to her knees, her mouth agape. Her head swirling a mile a minute making a nice purée of conflicting emotions. One part of her mind was in despair, unable to accept that their journey, their friend’s death, everything that had happened up to this point was entirely pointless.
Another part of her brain was contemplating, wondering if Luke had intentionally pulled the wool over their eyes or if he had been tricked into thinking this was the real one.
And the final part was still screaming about the missing arm
So many voices, so many trains of thought, she was frozen in place. She would be reminded of her first day in the Omniverse, those first few hours when she couldn’t think and move at the same time, but her nostalgia was staying in it’s hole, waiting out the storm.
She was so distracted that she didn’t notice Melani approaching. She had noticed Guu’s face and had moved in to see what was going on. She grabbed the piece from the princess’ grasp and immediately, she could feel the problem. The shock caused her to drop the fake piece to the ground.
As soon as the faux rock hit the grassy floor, Guu too fell. She couldn’t take the endless stream of emotions and chose to take a nap. She plopped hard on the ground as he her eyes became a dull blue.
Melanie, sensing her companion was still alive, moved herself, sitting against a nearby tree to work out her own mental thunderstorm.
Silence befell the old bog.
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