II. 50% Droned

[b_as_a_criminal]

[As Beyond Birthday was already a rather extreme person, being torn between two extremes has not done well for him. The conflicting memories did not exactly fool him long - after all, he had a special ammunition. The eyes that saw death were like an anchor to his world - had they not been present in Mayfield, perhaps he would think that his other

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[foalingaround]

[Hey B there's some scratching at your door.

Well more like something hitting the door pretty hard, but to Rainbow Dash it's scratching. You know that cute little puppy you brought home a few years ago? She's all grown up and watching over the house like a good guard dog. And she even chased a few of those pesky cats out of the yard!

You might hear her start to bark.]

[b_as_a_criminal]

[sounds like scratching to him! He automatically heads over and opens the door for his dog. Whom he loves.

.... And of course, when he sees a rainbow pony, all of that incredulity comes flooding back.]

[foalingaround]

[If she could wag her tail she would, oh boy her master's opening the door and they're going to have so much fun together and-

Wait.

Wait.

...Bald, two-legged, not pony creature is staring back at her. Yeah, she's only known this human for a short while and she'd be caught dead before referring to him as "master".

What's going on here?

And what the heck was that sound she was making a minute ago?]

Wha...

[b_as_a_criminal]

It's you.

[He crosses his arms, refusing to pet the adorable pooch. It just wouldn't do.]

[redtogold]

[Nothing like an early morning of playing outside with his good friends whom he's known for ages and ages. Yes, indeed, sir! Like any good boy his age, though, he's come home straight after. Once he's politely opened the door, Gash makes his way through the house.]

Mom...! Dad...! I'm home! [herp. still hasn't noticed the corpse. oh yes.]

[b_as_a_criminal]

[don't be so silly. There is no corpse, his mother just fainted after seeing a spider or something. You know how women are!

Speaking of women, Beyond Birthday is not sure why he has his wife's gloves on as he cleans out this lemonade pitcher. It's all very strange. As he wonders that, he responds automatically]

Hey, son! Come on into the kitchen for a snack.

[redtogold]

[Oh, women. ho ho ho. Without much thought, Gash complies.]

Dad, dad! I went and played baseball with everyone, and then I hit a- [The boy freezes on sight.

Gloves. Pitcher. A man whom he distinctly knows is not his father.] Ouuu... What did I... say just now?

[b_as_a_criminal]

[he blinks. Again, he was fooled only until he spoke with the so-called member of his family... how did this keep happening?

He sets down the pitcher. It shouldn't have any evidence of poison now, unless his other identity screwed something up badly. He replies dryly]

I think you were about to tell me how you hit a home run.