Kinda random I know, I wanna get back into fic writing again, but with Minky. This is me trying to get inside Mini's head BEFORE Roundview, or maybe a little bit during. I LOVE her, she's like my all-time favorite character, so I'm gonna try and portray her like what I think is right.
I'll be your friend. Look at you, fat. I wonder why you never notice. Don't you stop eating? Don't you look in the mirror and see something disgusting? Good girls don't swallow. How could you not know that?
And you. With the mirror. So worried of what they'll think of you, but nothing's gonna change the size of your nose. Or your chubby cheeks. Christ, don't even bother.
What's that, grade E? Studying all the time doesn't make you more intelligent. You just try so hard, but you're not kidding anyone.
Ha ha. I wonder what it's like to be that short. Wearing red or green again? You look like an elf. Can you reach the soda on that shelf?
So mean. Never a kind word for anybody. Aren't you like me? Putting these people down. Does it make you feel better? Do you still cry yourself to sleep every night? Probably.
Look at them. Flaws.
Look how good they make me appear.
You're fat, you make me thin.
You're ugly, and suddenly I'm angelic.
You're thick? How clever I seem.
Your size compliments me, I'm no longer the 'too tall one'.
So mean. I'm so kind.
It's like they say. Opposites attract?
To make themselves look better. The existence of evil makes 'good' look so pure.
I bet deep down it's writhing in filth. Sin
So I'll have you all with me. But really, I'm the one with the mirror. The mean one. The short one.
Who has to know?