Hey there my jokers and menaces to society, this is your bug shot author, bug shot because the flies love me. I'm still here, I'm still alive and not depressed. Many days cough weeks have passed since I've actually updated on this story or literally anything, life has been busy (not really) and I've been dealing with a lot (daddy issues) especially with a lack of motivation (laziness). I'm still writing, still trying. I'm not abandoning in this story because I genuinely like these characters, I want to explore this world with you, my viewers, you're a viewer yes I'm talking about you
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Now here's a short story from me..
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Elise met someone today.
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Well, something. A dust bunny. A fat, fluffy one hiding under her crusty couch. Something about it.. called to her, maybe because of how it trembled in the light or swayed at even the slightest breeze, maybe because she hasn't spoken to anyone else in days, not even.. him.
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'Where is he?' Elise wandered before she shook her head, focusing on the dust bunny instead. She named him Charles
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Now she’s outside, walking down the street in her frayed socks, holding Charles in both hands like a newborn. She whispers sweet things to him. Tells him about the people she hates. Charles listens and stays silent all the way
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But then He shows up
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He strides right at Elise with a wide, cheery smile, he looked like he was about to pounce on her till he stopped, spotting the fat dust bunny in her hands
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“Elise?” he says with raised eyebrows “What's dat?"
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“It’s Charles,” Elise grumbles “Don’t be rude.”
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With one braincell in tact, without even thinking— He blows. Just one puff of breath. Charles, the ancient dust bunny, is instantly carried away by the breeze. He sails off like a tumbleweed, now going to dust bunny heaven. Elise stares at her empty hands in silent horror.
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“You killed him." Elise raised her head and glared at him
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He stares at her, shocked "I-i didn't mean to, he just looked really funny like- like some dust that ate too much and I just-"
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“You killed him!”
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His face crumples into puppy eyes. He whimpers— actual audible whimpers.
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"Out boy!" Elise yelled, pointing in some random direction before he ran away and whimpered like a dog
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Later in the afternoon
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Elise was alone in her bedroom. Sitting on her bed, staring at nothing but the wall, no matter how hard she tried, her mind kept wandering back to Charles, the life they could've raised together.
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Elise closed her eyes, engulfed by images of her and Charles growing up together. Charles in kindergarten, making literal trash friends all the way to Charles in college, studying art and literature, he would be the next da vinci. Elise opened her eyes, back in her bedroom. It was all fake anyways. She sighed and hugged herself
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Till she heard a knock on her window, it was him with a beaming, terrifying smile. Elise groaned and opened up the window, letting him drop in before immediately straightening up
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“Elise” he says, his feet gave off his excitement as they kept marching on the floor “I made you something.”
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It’s a wrinkled paper. A giant circle with floppy ears, drawn in blue crayon. Written underneath: “Charles 2.0”
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Elise stares before her lips started to curve, she was.. smiling, even just a tiny bit. She held onto the paper, clutching it against her chest, her baby.
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And then she notices something on the the floor.
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“Oh hey, mine’s back.”
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Another fat dust bunny just chilling in the corner with a tiny crumb of moldy sandwich beside it
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Jasper glances back at the fat dust bunny and Elise, all this effort for nothing..
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I said what I wanted to say in the start. Of course this does feel a little off, it's not as ridiculous or polished as previous chapters because of course special chapter short story. I'm really happy that this story gained attention and reads despite me being away for so damn long. Have a good day, menaces :)
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