In the Grasp of the Doppelganger. In short.

This is a parody, all the diversions are not canon, but a faulty interpretation I could've had.

Sig was skipping in the woods. "Psst!" A suspicious clown wearing red and black, standing next to a suspicious shed. She signaled to him to get closer. "I got something very neat inside~"

"oh is it a bug collection miss ladybug?"

"Uh… Only if you turn around and look down."

"okay like thi-"

*clonk!*

When Sig woke up he felt he has hit with a frying pan again. Just as noticeable that some girl was snuggling him from behind, in a way that only super close friends should.

"Fufufufu. Hi Siggy~"

"oh hi arle. where are we? its dark"

"Oh, don't worry about that. I just kidnapped you, because I've been gone so long. It's only fair."

"are you okay? your voice is deepe-"

"Shut up, you cute snuggle bunny." *Peaceful snuggling*

Sig shut up and enjoyed it. But there was something not right. "hey your favorite colours blue. why are your clothes red? your eyes red? and carbuncles yellow?" He referred to the yellow Puyos taped together.

"Two for three." Arle(?) said praising him.

"so you admit it youre not arle! she wouldnt kidnap me like this" Sherlock broke himself free. Doppel had quite a shock. She took a deep breath.

"So you see through my sad little ruse." She picked Puyobuncle and started stroking it with a superior look on her face. "I'm red because I'm Arle's psychotic evil clone, one of many, born out of a mirror. All of whom I killed in cold blood. I'm designed to take over her life and replace her with my botched moral compass to cause rifts between friendships. I'd kill you, if nearly a decade of failure despite being stronger than her in every way, did not make me so depressed that I have more issues than Time Magazine. I will not know a happiness until I succeed. I can't go against my programming. And unlike my sisters, I'm painfully aware of this. My life's a never-ending rollercoaster to hell, and I can't stop. I see her and I have to kill her in some way, I have no control. And why haven't you ran away yet!? I'm bad news!" She kicked Puyobuncle away in this space-y weirdo's non-reaction.

"cuz i feel sorry for you wanna be your own person?"

"What! Nooo!"

"we can call you vibitia its a type of bug"

"No, it isn't, you lovable dope!"

"you can live in primp and try not to be evil"

*Sniff* "What part of "no control" don't you understand, space-y boy?"

"please?"

"NO!"

"please?"

"NO!"

"please?"

"NO!"

"i ll be your best friend and stay close to help you"

"YES PLEASE!" She embraced the boy. "Stealing Arle's boyfriend is all I wanted."

"we re not a couple"

"Oh… Even better!"

"yaaaaaaaay~… lets go vibitia."

"Call me, Silvana, if you rob me of my name I don't want to be named after something non-existent."

~End of In the Grasp of the Doppelganger~

Author's Notes:

Just letting you know "In the Grasp of the Doppelganger" has been polished [ : on Archive of Our Own]. Next time this story updates is once Act 1 has been polished.

Next up: Silvana, From Clone to Clown Act 1 in short