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[mydedicatedfix]

[A startled gasp can be heard over the phonelines (as it is ever so conveniently off the hook,) like someone waking up from a terrible, terrible dream into a whole new nightmare. Heavy beathing continues, hesitantly and carefully slowing to a normal rate.

After a few moments, a voice speaks up, calm but clenched.]

Back in the book--? No. No.

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[braided_icarus]

...Ah. Hey, Kid. Looks like you're back then. Welcome to Mayfield. Here

oh man awesome time to lose internet

[mydedicatedfix]

[Oh come on Ed, he'd appreciate it but do you really think any of that is going to sink in right now.]

Back, front, it doesn't matter, it's... it's just all so disgusting. Why would you only put a pocket on one side?! How can you stay so calm, with this disarray?! How can you, you... whoever you are, n-no...

Disgusting! Disgusting! How do you only hear voices on one side of your head?!

[Because phones hanging off the hook are a glorious thing.]

Yup.

[braided_icarus]

Hey...Kid....oi...

It's me. Ed. You might not remember but, I know you from before. Like I said, you're in Mayfield.

...

Are you even listening? Maka is here, maybe she can get you to calm down and explain instead.

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[mydedicatedfix]

Maka...? No, no!! You don't understand, she can't see me like this! It's blinding! Disgusting!! If she saw me, it would, it would--!! Blinding! One eye! She'd be ruined, as well! Damnit! Damnit, I--!

[There's some rustling, followed by a ripping sound.]

[discoinfernorz]

[HRM that is some intense despair emanating from the house. being the curious hippie he is, he decides to leave the nice, toasty campfire to go exploring! head right up to Kid's room because there was no mistaking that screeching.

peeeers around the corner.]

Ah! It is you.

[mydedicatedfix]

[HI HAO, have your not!son in a naked heap on the floor, desperately tearing through his closet. If only his suit was here! WHAT COULD HAVE POSSIBLY HAPPENED TO IT.]

Don't look, it's too terrible to bear! I don't care if you're a hallucination, I'm a disgusting pig who only apparently deserves uneven Hawaiian print, even in my trauma-induced nightmares! Hallucinations deserve better than this disgusting array!

[spiritsmoking]

[and because Hao always has his loyal angry German with him, this one follows right along and peers in above Hao (HELL YES FOR BEING TALL), just kind of. smirking a little bit at Kid and his ocd.]

Guess you haven't found the tie-dye yet.

[mydedicatedfix]

[As if on cue:

oh god

it's hideous

DAMN DIRTY HIPPIES]

W-why. Why does such a thing exist?!

[funbari_flower]

[Hey, it's the brat that tag-alongs with Hao. Two people breaking intor your house, isn't that lovely.

He's just kind of laughing at you, Kid.]

[mydedicatedfix]

[Considering you're laughing at a sobbing, naked wreck, I'm honestly not sure which member of this exchange is more messed up at this point.]

Laugh! Go ahead! Such a disgusting mess is only good for derisive comedy!!

[funbari_flower]

[What do you expect from Hana of all people?]

I know this place is stupid, but you don't have to CRY.

[mydedicatedfix]

You poor child, you wouldn't understand! Look at you, you're symmetrical. You don't know what it's like to be a disgusting blight against the world!

[ahoge_goddess]

Are you alright?

[mydedicatedfix]

Tell me.

In what universe does a sadist only put a pocket on one side of the shirt?! Stain only one knee of his pants?! I-I can't handle this, it's all too disgusting to bare!

[ahoge_goddess]

...Ummm...I'm not sure how that's bad?

[mydedicatedfix]

It's incorrect! How could anyone make something so hideous?! Put pockets on both sides! Land so you stain both knees! This isn't a difficult matter, and yet, this monster has a closet full of disgusting atrocity!

M-monster, this is the closet they gave me, I... dammit, dammit, I should just die, I'm no better than any of this!

[hell_inmyhead]

[Oh hey that spazzing sounds familiar.]

... K-Kid?

[mydedicatedfix]

Crona...? No, it can't be-- I!

Crona, quickly! It's imperative! Even as a hallucination, this is too disgusting for you to bear! Like an insect, crushed underfoot! You'll be tainted, as well!

I don't care if you're not real, save yourself! It's too late for someone as disgusting as this low-rate reaper!

[hell_inmyhead]

Huh? I'm real...why would I not be real?

[mydedicatedfix]

Dammit, dammit, don't start, it's just another trick, I--

[OH HEY a deus ex machina white shirt in the back of the closet with different colored sleeves, but otherwise fine.

There's a ripping noise, followed by slowly steadying breathing. He walks over, and picks up the phone. CRISIS AVERTED.]

Crona, I--.

Alright, Crona. You win. I wouldn't be using a phone out of all things for communication, if this was my head. [Wait a second. Crona? What?]

Crona! You're alright?! I-- is this Medusa's work? Crona, I don't know what happened to you; that can be forgiven, but if that sad excuse of a mother did anything, she will be judged.