"50/50"
Disclaimer: I do not own the RPG horror game "Ib".
Summary: Mary's friendship, or dare I say 'obsession', with Ib goes to the extreme in this songfic inspired by Miku Hatsune's "50/50". Oneshot.
Warning: May caused nightmares!
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You know, Ib-chan and I are really good friends.
So we'll always be together.
We go halvsies nicely on lemon candies and macaroons in rose garden tea parties.
What are you doing today?
Wanna play?
How about we have a tea party in the rose garden again?
Let's go play dress-up or play house with dollies.
Want to get the crayons and draw pretty pictures?
I enjoy whatever I do with Ib-chan.
Let's play together tomorrow we promised.
XXXX
You know, lately, Ib-chan hasn't been playing with me.
So it's really boring.
She said there was a boy named Garry who she liked, and she couldn't play with me today too.
I'm lonely.
I wonder where this Garry lives?
I really don't like him.
Ib-chan and I go halvsies on everything.
So if we split him between us, we can play again, right?
RIGHT.
XXXX
(chainsaw noises mixed with Garry's tormented screams)
My hands got all red.
(Mary's cute and creepy giggle)
I like what Ib-chan likes, too.
Why is Ib-chan crying?
Father and our friends are crying too.
It's weird.
It's weird.
It's weird.
It's weird.
Is it because I'm stained all red?
Ib-chan and I go halvsies on everything.
Go halvsies on everything.
Go halvsies on everything.
Go halvsies on everything.
Go halvsies on everything.
Go halvsies on everything.
Go halvsies on everything.
The End.
Just goes to show that you can share some things but not everything. (shivers) I just know I'm gonna get nightmares from writing this late at night. ): Have a Happy Halloween, everyone! XD "Meow!" ;3