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Number Two: “Can you hand me the human opener, Milligan?”
Milligan: *Hands her the human opener.* Rhonda: “…”
Nickolas: “ Did you just call a knife a human opener?” Number Two: “That’s what it does, doesn’t it?” Rhonda: “She has a point.” Nickolas: “…”
Nickolas: *Eating a cinnamon roll*
Milligan: “Cannibalism.”
Nickolas: *Confused chewing noises*
(This is based on the amazing show The Mysterious Benedict Society, the newest episode.)
Happiness. Unlimited pure joy. A flash of light and it was gone. Guilt, sadness, self-hatred, grief, betrayal, all emotions he greeted as though they were old friends. Wave after wave of crushing emotion enveloped his mind, turning it numb. He should tell the others. He should tell them that it worked and he was free. He should’ve, but he didn’t. It was too much, too much too soon. Despite himself, he missed the fake happiness. The way it calmed his mind even as he fought against it. He missed the way it erased the pain of knowing. Knowing what was happening was wrong, that his brother was the one who caused it all. Knowing he was being manipulated, put in place and moved around like a chess piece on a board, but not having the strength to stop it. Simply gone. Gone with a wave of a hand and a smile. He would tell them. He would tell them when every thought in his mind didn’t claw at him, when the near constant weight on his chest lessened. He would, soon. Just not now.
I hope you liked it! Sorry for any mistakes I made! I’m open to constructive criticism so feel free!