*Knock knock* "Coming~" Sil shouted down the hallways of her caravan, as she hurried to the door. Behind the door was a pleasant surprise. "Morning, Lemres."

"Heeelllo there, I'm here to talk about your… How do I put it kindly?"

The clown sighed, signaling for Lemres to come in. "Call it what you like, I used all the terms myself already."

"I'm torn between the two closed things I'm allowed to call it based on second-hand knowledge: Killer instinct or some mental illness or two built in."

Sil didn't respond.

"Woah, you really must have it all if you're that jaded."

"No, I just tuned out. Have a seat, just don't ask where I got that couch. And take some snacks."

"Ah, thanks. Oooh. Nice couch."

"I know…" Sil deadpanned.

"Don't fret too much, the things you ignored me saying are the worst cases. Well, I guess it doesn't mean much… Can you take off your mask? I need to know what you look like."

"Oh, yeah." She pulled it off. Trusting this lovable weirdo with her secret even more.

"Cute face, though I understand why you hide it."

Sil blushed lightly at the compliment. "Is there a reason you want me to take it off?"

"Yes, actually. Your face is very important to see if there's hope. Listen closely." Lemres cleared his throat, then swallowed a sugar cube. "Lemme tell ya about how lucky you are to know me."

"I didn't take you as an egomaniac."

"I'm not. I'm just saying that I'm one of the few who have the ability to help you. And even more lucky that I'm one of the even less who will try to help you. I could potentially cure you. I have had experience in this."

"Um… Why's that?"

"Doppelgangers are touchy subjects amongst any group who tried to study them. It never ended well…" Lemres put his hat over his heart. He sighed real deeply. Sil didn't even have to think to get his implication.

The warlock pulled himself together. "You're a one in a multibajillion case. One that's willing to subvert your purpose. Curing you seems infinitely more possible to me."

Sil found some hope for the first time in months. The heart she called a black hole lifted up a bit. "Can you really really?"

"Well… Um… Possibly? It's gonna be tricky. Again, one in a made up number. I need to start from scratch. I need to work on it in my free time when I don't spend it on other requests. I need to check up on you every once in a while, ask a few questions, running a few tests. And hypothesizing, (my conclusion in other words) could take up to a year or two. Maybe three. Four… And who knows the long the actual process will take? Who knows if it'll be an ethical conclusion? Who knows if it'll work at all, maybe I'll make it worse, or even worse than that. Maybe it's just a simple unavoidable instinct like everyone already figured. Are you okay with all this? Or did you even get any of this?"

"Yeah, I followed. Do what you must. But warn me if it comes to the immoral conclusions."

"Gotcha." Lemres tipped his head. "See you on the 24th?"

"Yeah, I'll make sure I'll be home."

"Candy?" The warlock showed the inside off his mantle, showing of his goods.

"Not in the mood right now."
"What a shame… What's biting you?"
"The wait time."
"Ever tried self-control training?"
"It doesn't help too much…"

"As long as it helps." Lemres left some candy at the table before he walked to the hallway. "I'll leave you to mope on your own. See ya later, alligator. I'll do my best, enjoy life." He cheerfully waved.

"Yeah… Yeah… " She said her goodbye as well. Once alone again, Sil lied on her couch. Not feeling like practicing her acrobatics and comedy.

"Small chance, but a chance nonetheless, huh?" She stared at the candies on her living room table. She picked up and odd looking and coloured chocolate. She took a bite. "Hmmrrghhaurgh." It made her shiver. "Bittersweet."

Chapter 20: Anticipated Future Doomsday

Amitie couldn't believe her eyes. On this mostly perfectly normal afternoon. Out of nowhere a portal appeared and out of nowhere stepped out a beautiful girl.

She had friendly green eyes and a blond unkempt hair, like Amitie. About a year or two older than her, and physically stronger. She was dressed in what seemed like winter attire, including a winter cap with big Puyo eyes, quite like her own. In fact, the coat had similar emblems as what she wore. Wow, they're even wearing the same shorts. But she doesn't seem to be so happy.

"Where did you come from? Are you okay? Do I know you?" She asked out of concern.

"Better than anyone." The mysterious girl giggled, trying to get herself out of her rut. "But I'm not okay. I'm you from the future~" The future(?) girl all dramatically.

"Get real. Really?"

"Look at my face if you don't believe me."

Amitie got a bit closer. "Holy snap!"

The older Amitie found her old self amusing. Her energy infected her, she embraced it. Almost overwhelming really. She herself felt reassured. "Want more proof?"

Amitie nodded at herself in anticipation.

"Okay, here it goes… Bayoeen!" She said jumping in the air with the same bravado and starry eyes as her past self would. Her body language checked out as well.

"You really are me!"

"Yes. And I've come to team up with you to stop a horrible disaster!" She said in a motormouth, trying to convince herself.

"Of course I'll help. Anything to help your future!"

"I knew I could trust you. Let's find Sig and Sil then!"

"Yeah!"


"Get real. So you're a wonderful mage in your time?" Amitie gushed at herself. So found herself so cool, she was a bit calmer than she is now, but still no less friendly. And doubt wiser.

Future Amitie chuckled at the attention. 'You're like a little kid, it's adorable.' "Yup. Too bad I couldn't stop what happened... "

"Oh, gosh what happened?"

"I don't wanna talk about it. But I will tell you what slow started it. Sil pul-"

"Good afternoon to you, Amitie." Raffine greeted them, though she gave the visitor a disapproving glare. "Don't you know what season it is?" She saw the clothes first and face not yet.

"Raffine!" Future Amitie belted out.

"Do I know you?" Raffine said in a tone that made clear she actually doesn't care. She took her school rival in for a big ol' hug. "Hey, what're you doing? I demand you let me go." She was being held in a way that she couldn't move her arms. The hug was also getting to be a bit on the painful side.

"I'm so happy to see you again before you got depressed, fat and dropped out." She said with such honesty. Present Amitie didn't know how to envision that but felt sorry for Raffine.

"What?!" Raffine easily overpowered the hug with her superior strength, kicking her to the ground for good measure. Dropping the older blonde on her butt.

"Ouch."

Clenching her fist with an angry scowl on her face. Raffine was furious. "How dare you! Grab some Puyo, now!"

"I'll hel-"

"You stay out of this, Amitie!" Raffine made her shut up. "You can have your turn later."

Amitie got off the ground. A bit grumpy thanks to the pain, but quickly got the cheer back. "Don't worry about me. Oh, Raffine~ I missed your petty anger." She had a big grin on her face. "C'mon let's calm you down. Just like old times~"


Amitie won spectacularly. She played smarter than Raffine ever could, and she's no slouch. But Amitie's a good sport. So she helped her get up.

Our Amitie was in awe. "That's so awesome!" She squeed, jumping up. "You're even better than Arle, Sil, and Teach."

'Too adorable. Oh, dear. Do I really wanna tell her now…?' F. Amitie faced Raffine again.

"Who are you?" Raffine asked, grumpy, but civil at the moment.

F. Amitie explained her situation.

"Uh, uh." Raffine folded her arms and shot a skeptical look. "So who are you really?" She asked deadpan.

P. Amitie was confused by the notion.

F. Amitie had a bit of a shock. As if she's been hurt. "But I am Amitie!"

"You have the look. I'll give you that much, you look like her. Amitie, dear?" She said condescendingly.

"What's up?" P. Amitie responded.

"What day is it?"

"Did you forget the Easter egg hunt we did earlier tod-"

"It's April Fools."

"Huh?"

"Oh, Fiddlesticks!" F. Amitie slammed her fist into her palm in realization. "That right, they overlapped."

Raffine ignored her. "I've already been pranked, and someone pranked in my name without my permission." She's still sore about that. "She could very well be a forgotten seasonally challenged cousin or something."

"No, she can't be. I saw her come out of the future. And my cousins are boys."

"Sh-She's right." F. Amitie backed herself up.

"Whatever. I don't believe you, and I don't care, ta-ta." F. Amitie sighed. "Believe what you must."

"Stay fit, Raffine!" P. Amitie stressed to her classmate leaving.

Wrongly made F. Amitie cover her mouth and chuckle. "I'm sorry. C'mon, me." She motioned for her to follow. "We still have everyone's future to save. Where were we before we bumped into her?"

"The slow start to the end."

"Lemme give you a quick explanation, 'cause I know you can't stomach the details." F. Amite looked a sick thinking about it.

P. Amitie was thankful for the implication.

"Sil pranked Sig. It accidentally worked too well, she didn't mean it like that. Over the years Sig slowly became evil… Sil slowly became crazy… Both slowly became destructive to those around them." She choked up.

P. Amitie saw it. And hugged herself, taking herself by surprise. Not that she complained. "That's horrible…"

Recognizing she made P. Amitie scared, F. Amitie hugged her on the back. 'Perhaps I said too much.' She patted her back.

"Did you have any good before the bad?" The younger asked, softly. The slightly taller took a big breath. "Yeah. A-And don't worry we will stop them, we just have just have to do something as simple as telling Sig to stay, and then my present won't be your future. But enough fear mongering, I'm sorry. Ready for the good stuff?" The older smirked, as she made her fist lightly tapped her the shorter's chest.

"Wicked!" Amitie cheered.


"…and I when they finally acknowledged as a wonderful mage." P. Amitie lit up like a Christmas tree. F. Amite put her hand to the side of her mouth, lowering the volume on her voice. "In Puyo Puyo tournaments I'm known as the Red Rose Wonder." She winked.

"Get real?!"

"I am real! Though, I prefer to be called Red Amitie~!" She said dramatically. "Or Amitie, that works too."

"Speaking of which what should we call you?"
"…Pardon?"
"It's gonna get confusing for people to call us both Amitie."
"Oo. Good point, hadn't thought of that. Hm. How about 'Red'? Single syllable, I like it."
"How about Vibitia?"

'Red''s face turned sullen.

"I prefer Red."
"Am?"
"Red."
"Rose?"
"Just Red, please. Hey, wanna see something cool?"

She magically lifted herself off of the ground to distract from their creative differences.

"Omigosh~! I'm gonna be just like you!" She's so giddy.

The role model chuckled. "Just remember things can go really differently when we change the future. Maybe it'll take a bit long- SHEESH!" She barely dodged spell projectile mid-speech.

"Don't get too close, Amitie!" Klug yelled. "Seems like Silvana didn't take care of the Copy properly. Allow me to do the honours!"

"Klug! You don't unde-"

"He's not gonna listen till we beat him. Puyo Puyo~" Red rubbed her hands together.


Klug got trounced.

Amitie and Red helped him get up, explaining the situation.

"I can see now you're not that wretched copy."

That description made Red feel dejected and Amitie feel angry for Klug and sorry for Vibitia.

"…Good, glad that's cleare-"

"BUT you have to show some big proof that you're actually from the future!"

"I-I can't don't want the evil to leak into the past."

"Then I'll continue to doubt you."

"Suit yourself. But we still gotta stop from April Fools Day from becoming April Doomsday!" Red said ominously, with no hint of being played for comedy. Despite the cheesy line.

"And Easter!" Amitie said just as seriously.

"April Doomsday & Easter!" Red rephrased.

Klug stared in bafflement. "So 'Amitie of the Future'.

Please tell me you recognize what you just said was preposterous."

"Yeah."

"Still don't believe you, but if you were real it's good to see you're not totally hopeless." He faced his Amitie.

"Thanks, Klug." The others noticed she didn't pick up the hidden insult.

"Know where Sig is?"

"At the flower fields. Now if you'll excuse, I'll have to get back at my prankers and the clown was that pranked in my name!"

Red giggled. "Good luck. And it's so nice to talk to the real you again." She came across nostalgically. "No offence, Stan." She affectionately rubbed the boy's demon possessed book with a wink. "'Bye!" Red took Amitie by the wrist and dashed for towards their destination.

Klug stood there. Nervously staring at the spirit inhabiting it, and the spirit staring back. He hoped that either she wasn't from the future, or is and played a prank on him.


There he was, the disaster trigger himself. Catching some bugs. 'Good, this disaster is almost over.'

"Sig!"
"Heya Sig!"

"Hi Ammy… Vibitia?" Bug boy scratched his head confused.

"No, I'm Amitie from future."

If you could tell the difference you would notice Sig was skeptical. He got in closer to Red's face and squinted… Taking her off guard a li'l, she instinctively backed off.

'Sig please stop, this is getting uncomfortable.'

"You sure?"

"Y-Yeah, yeah."

"'Kay." He accepted. "Cool." And then they just stood there.

"No questions?" Red stretched the words a bit in confusion.

"No…"

Amitie started flailing her arms around. "Listen good Sig, she's on an important mission. She came from th…"

"…"

"So Sil's out for revenge for me pranking her?"

"You pranked her?" Amitie asked surprised.

"It was a mean prank, I didn't mean it… Vento made me do it."

"Still… Y-You'd better avoid her for the day. She didn't mean it to go that far by the way."

"I figured."

Red smiled knowing Sig got it. "So I shouldn't go to her 'No April Fools jokes, seriously guys' Easter dinner?"

"I'm afraid so." The slightly elder teen told them.

"Bummer." Sig wanted to go. "Ammy?"

"Yeah, you're going right?"

"Well, now I am. I couldn't pick before."

"Hm. Well, Amitie we saved the future. I don't remember the disaster anymore. Thank you, Sig and Sil's hearts are the same as they are now." She shook Amitie's hand with both of hers.

"We did?"

*Tearful nod* "Yay!"

"Hurray!"

"I gotta go now…" Red said like a mother going to work.

"Really?"

*Nod*

"Okay, then… Nice knowing you~"

"Likewise. Please study so I can become even wonderfullier, 'kay?" "I will!"

"Good." Red casted a portal behind her. "Take care guys!" The present timers waved her goodbye.

"She's cool."
"I know right?"

*Meanwhile, behind the closed portal*

'Red Amitie' leaned against her wall as she slowly slid down it to the ground, groaning all the way. "That was torture…"

*And now: Silvana's story…*

"Sig! You can't be de-heh-heh-ead!" Silvana sobbed over the lifeless body of her best friend, lying in the middle of the circus tent. Evidence suggests he tragically slipped on a banana peel.

Her life with him rushed through her head. Him showing the first kindness that was ever hers alone. His support. Their li'l chats. Helping with his homework. Catching bugs. Him watching on practice. Using him as a test subject for her jokes… Dumb of her in retrospect. Puyo Puyo. Him being annoyingly dopey. Him being adorably dopey. Her birthday where she got Arms. His entrancing twitchy hair. That blue ghost thing he sometimes has. His awkward voice. His blue hair that should be her favorite colour. The good times, the bad, the boring.

All of it was seemingly over. You need to be cursed yourself if you want a chance at coming back alive. Not counting phoenixes or becoming undead, because outside of zombification no one knows how that works.

"Wake!" Sil removed her gloves, clasped her hands together into a big fist. Taking a page of Raffine's book, channeled her magic into her fists with some volts in hope of reviving him. "Up!" *Slam!*

The impact made Sig shake a little, but no use, no pulse. Silvana could get any words out. She took of her jacket to feel Sig's still warm body better as she lifted his upper torso so she could embrace him. Closing her eyes she pretended he was still alive, so she wouldn't have to mourn for a while.

"Sil, can you move your arms down a little? I need to breathe." She pretended.

*Sob* "Of course, Sig…" She complied to his final wish. So nice to hear his voice one last time.

Her eyes shot wide open. Her ears drums picked that up, she didn't pretend that. Good!

Nevermind, she just plain gwent crazy. If she wasn't there already, she is now. She thought it would happe- No, this was too real, Sig poked her.

"Sig!" She yelled happily. Clutching him very hard. "So happy you survived that banan… I can't feel your heart beating." Sig pulled a small jar. Sil had to squint to read it. Death faking cream!? *MEGA SLAP!*

"Ow." Sig yelped very deadpan-like. Rubbing his red cheek.

"Sig, you jerk! How could you play my already frail feelings in such a way?!" Sil's blushing and boiling, she couldn't believe it.

"I didn't mean it. Vento asked me to rub that stuff over me asked me to take a nap next to that banana peel."

"And you did what he said?" She gritted her teeth.

"I wanted a nap."

Sil couldn't blame Sig anymore. Well, she could, but she doesn't want to. Her teeth gritting anger toward to the jerk who somehow kept quiet all this time, who somehow didn't start yelling 'April Fools' and laughing at her expense.

"Come out, VENTO!" Sil's anger was scary enough, but the magic she casted to make the tent ominous. It's horrifying. The hidden holes in her mask beamed out red light. "I WILL UNMAKE YOU!"

*Terrified Girly Scream!* Vento hurried out of the tent, managing to barely avoid tripping over his clothes.

Sil wanted to give chase, but Sig held her back by the suspenders. "What gives?!" The boy's free hand railed over the Harlequin's shoulder. Holding a folded piece of paper. Sil began reading while Sig nicely hung her jacket over her shoulders.

"To my Boss, Sil Pierrot,

If you're reading I pranked you three times by now. It's really fun to watch." There a doodle of Vento's mask cheekily sticking his tongue out. And the paper crumpled a little.

"But I'm beginning to feel sorry for you. I pranked you the most so far. So I'll give you a deal. I'll make it up to you if you can pull of a really tell me about a really good prank before you Easter dinner. (I'll be knocking at your door.)

If you don't I get to prank you some more, you're so much fun~

Hope you have a great time, P. 'Cause I bet you can't do it.

~Vento Verde, your favorite stuntman" *Winky face doodle*

The paper crumpled completely now. Sil fastballed it forward.

"Sig." Sil started speaking as put on her jacket, gloves and tightened her mask. "Does studying Klug and Raffine's handwriting for weeks to convince them they placed a kick sign on each other as a 'really good prank?'. Because if it isn't, Vento's standards are too high." 'I've created a monster…'

"Dunno. Like Lidelle, I don't wanna be involved." Sil chuckled a little. "Heh, I'm thinking I'll join you two next year. My first April Fools isn't fun." 'More reason to make it fun. Good thing I was gonna take Vento on his offer anyway.' Sil rubbed her hands together. Something clicked which reminded her violently.

"Omigosh, I zapped you, you okay?" Sil worried more than she normally would, and she'd be pretty darn concerned.

"I'm okay."

"Is there anyway I make it up you?" She asked sweetly, rubbing the place he napped through.

"N-Not really?"

*Gloved finger snap* "I got just the thing! I could arrange a seat at my no April Fools jokes, seriously guys Easter dinner for my employees. Ooo. How 'bout I'll make your favorite?~"

"Are they okay with it?"

"Of course!" Sil smiled. "They're all cool."

"Even Ve-"

"Even Vento."

"'Kay. I'll go play with bugs, see ya."

"See ya!" She energetically waved. Skipping toward her Caravan to plan her really good prank.


What was her really good prank gonna be? That's what Sil was thinking of while circling in her bedroom while maskless. Arms' along the ride piggybacking. "I wanna do a prank that's one actually funny for both sides (after all I'm supposed to be funny clown honk honk), to show I'm better than Vento with his mean trick. But it has to be big but harmless. This is tough."

Plomphing herself on bed, she held Arms above her. "You got anything?" Her arms made him say no. "Aw. Well. I don't expect you to~ c'here you." She took a break from her fruitless scheming for a little of the monkey's love. Sil felt like she did with Sig earlier. The good part! The one that felt nice.

Silvana opened her eyes to accidentally to face her mirror. Most of the time a sour sight to say the least is now confusing for a second. Draining her almost immediately from this odd energetic clown-like(?) feeling. At the sight of her happy face was… curious. "Huh?" It's gone now.

She got closer to the mirror so she could get a better look. "Let's see." Deep breath in, deep breath out. "Relax, Sil." That lifted her permanent frown she developed off her face at the moment. "Getting closer… Now think of something nice." Her birthday came to mind. It made her smile. "No, not quite, think of something more fun." It took her a while before she came with something and a bit longer for just the right smile.

She jumped a bit. Those eyes, that dumb smile. She knew that face! But to be sure she grabbed a recent framed photograph. There was Sig, there was Silvana with Arms in her arms and there was Amitie in the middle. Her arms over the necks of her friends, almost hanging between them. Her right hand signed peace.

Sig seemed to enjoy the moment. Even Sil had trouble reading her mask's expressions sometimes but she remembered smiling for the camera. But Amitie had a big smile on her like always. Like she's enjoying life more than anyone ever will.

"Hm… Close. Never noticed how similar we looked… But too much of a difference… Can I make it work?" Sil tapped the tips of her lips thinking about.

She looked at all the junk she had hidden in her Caravan and the metal box, formerly her prison, now practically an attic.

"Holy cow…" She's satisfied with results. It was like she's a different person raiding Silvana's wardrobe. And all she had to do stuff she's averse to. 'Worth it.' She grinned, she turned.

"Heya, Arms! Recognize me? Have you seen Sil?"

"…"

"Heehee. You're too clever me, you know that? Now need some clothes and a believable story. Vento… Prepare to. Make. It. Up."

*And now: Back where we left off…*

The Amitie disguised girl leaned against her wall as she slowly slid down it to the ground, groaning all the way. "That was torture… How the heck did I wing that for so long?" She needed to rant to let it all out. "Why couldn't I just yell it out like I supposed to? Darn you, Amitie, any idea how hard you made it?" She looked once more in the mirror to see a moody Amitie. "You loved my depiction so much, I couldn't break character!"

Sil continued to rant, removing the coloured contacts, showering off the makeup and shampooing out the dye. "Sig now won't go to dinner(, it's employees only but still)… I sadly learned I'm good at makeup thanks to this, getting your mannerisms down, making sure I use my right arm first…" (She's long used to using our left and rights.) "Acting like you but more mellow and having so much fun doing it? Playing you came way too naturally! It's freaky. Why can't I be so happy as you are?"

The only things she wasn't divided on was angering Raffine, freaking Klug out, empowering his lovely demon, Amitie's reactions and the first time in a long while going outside without a mask. She never appreciated the wind breezing against her face when she did.

She was nowhere near as jealous of Amitie as she's of Arle. Evident by the fact she didn't want to kill Amitie more than she normally sometimes would. "I'm never pulling this stunt again." Nice, dry and dressed she went to her kitchen to cook Sig's favorite meal…

*A little while into cooking later…*

*Knock knock*

"Already? They're early. Well, I guess I'll let them make out my cou- Oh, that's right. Vento…"

Sil opened the door. Greeted by the sight of Vento being obscured a pot almost as big as him. Rolling her eyes, Sil took it out of his hands.

"Come in."

"Thanks… It's macaroni…" The dwarf mumbled suspiciously quiet as he followed his boss to her kitchen.

"You won." She said flat and out of nowhere on the way.

"I-I didn't hear it."

"You won, I had good prank in mind, but chickened out for Am's sake…" Vento let out a quiet gasp. She turned around. "Go on, do your worst. But if you dare touch the-"

"I'm not here for that…"

"Wha? What's going on? Heeey, you're usually not shy…"

"I wanted to… Um. How to put it? I'm… I wanna. Uh. I was. What I…"

Sil having little patience this pulled of Vento's mask.

"I'MSOSORRYDIDN'TMEANTOIDIDN'TKNOWYOUANDSIGWERESOCLOSETOGETHERHONESTLYDIDN'TTHINKYOUWERECAPABLETOLOV-"

Sil put the mask back on before she thankfully won't have to hear rest of it.

"W-We're not like that…" Vento composed himself and readjusted his mask. "The reasons I didn't… Um… I wanted to um… Uh…"

"Don't make me pull your mask again."

"Yougotreallyscarylikeyou couldsentFelicryingformommyscarysothat'swhyIdidn'tcomesooner."

"So what you're saying is, you're sorry?" Sil teased, smirking.

"…Pretty much… And then you stop yourself pulled as big a prank on Ammy. You're better than me, P… I feel so horrible. How can I make it up?"

This getting pitiful. She had to get sappy… "Let's not get into who's better. That's not important." ''Cause I'll lose that…' "Just think your things through next time. 'Kay?"

"You don't want me to stop?"

Sil flashed a frown. "Well, I do. But that's besides the point if you won't stop, keep it to harmless stuff. Like that telescope trick you pulled earlier. I worry too much behind closed doors, I don't need giant stress bombs like that on my life expectancy. Plus it'll let you keep your friends."

"Oh, didn't think of that…"

"Did you think of talking about it to me on your own, or did she help?"

"Li'l of both?"

*Slight sigh* "Good, you're improving. Know how you can make it up. To me."

"Wha! No fair! I thought you forgave me."

"Ha! You wish, mister. I never said that. Now go put the plates and cutlery on the table!" Her tone of was friendly.

"Oh, okay." Vento had no objections.

*Knock knock*

"I'll get it. Keep an eye on the furnace."

"You got it, P."

It's Amitie with a pot. "Sorry, I'm early. But Sig said he wasn't coming. Didn't even know he was coming."

"Really? Well, that's too bad." Wasn't hard to be fake disappointed. "Come in. Normally I don't bother, but why the big smile?" Sil knew where this was going, but just in case.

"I hoped you asked, you're gonna believe this… Ooooo."

Silvana laughed for multiple reasons.

"But it really happened!"

"Sure 'Red' Am, but I doubt the future would be in ruin because of that, it's absurd. And that's seriously the reason Sig can't come?"

Author's Notes:

This chapter wasn't planned. So enjoy the extra chapter. April Fools and by extension Easter are the only holiday chapters to get special chapters released for the occasion. Besides maybe Halloween depending how things go.

Let it also served a good chapter in contrast to the bad that was the last one, aside from maybe the moral. The last chapter's probably one of those things I'm so embarrassed of that'll never be able to look at it.

Today on Doppelgänger watch: 'Badeline' from the indie game 'Celeste'. I liked her before and after the showdown. A take I've seen plenty, but done best here. She stands out from the one she spawned from. Seriously this game is something else. Get it if you like hard-but-fair die-a-lot games like Super Meat Boy.

For the people keeping count at home:

No. of people that know Sil's identity as Dop. Arle (Ex. Sil): 4

No. of people Sil considers friends: More than 3 (I didn't keep count)

No. of people Sil considers best friends (Ex. Arms): 2-3

No. of Silvana's self-importance: All over the map

No. of Silvana's fear of Garbage Puyo: Still working out the right amount.

No. of chapters where I don't make someone stutter: Puh-Probably n-n-n-none

No. of Circus crew member secretly being Power Rangers: 3

No. of people Sil has a crush on: 2 (Maybe Arle too in a twisted way, then 3)

No. of bonus chapters: I just like nonsense and what ifs, 'kay? None for a while.

No. of any of above being a joke: 1, maybe 2, I'm not sure.

Finished on 23-03-2018. Released on 01-04-2018.

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