Ooc; This is when Lust was first made, and yes, I killed her personality.
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How to 'Have a Proper Flashback'

By Envy and Lust
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"ACK! Who the alchemist are you?"

"Mhm, you must be Envy. I'm.. Lust."

"Obviously. Normal people don't look like that. I don't think even people on shows look like that."

"Don't bet me on that."

"Huh?"

"Nothing. ..So, Eeenvy, what are you doing in this -dusty- library?"

"..Uh.. Reading?"

"Reeeally?"

"..Yes?"

"You do realize that better things could be.. done in the time?"

"Miss the Lust, are you trying to seduce me?"

"Nooo, not at allll."

"What the hell."

"Alright, yea, I'll stop. But according to my memories, I'm supposed to be.. lustful?"

"That's wickedly.. weird. Sort of like a flashback?"

"Ew, no. It's not gray and white."

"You mean black and white?"

"No, gray and white."

"Right..."

"That ryhmned."

"Whatever. Go have your stupid flashback, The Lust, and leave me alone."

"I can't do that. See, there was this old lady and stones and.. it's very complicated."

"I'm sure it was."

"Mhm."

Pause."

"The Lust, could you please.. move away.. five.. what the hell?"

"Oh, this is Gluttony."

"Funny, I didn't know we had one of those."

"He's overlooked alot, I've been told."

"Would never guess how you could /overlook/ that thing.."

"What's that?"

"A duct. Very, very weird duct."

"..What's it do?"

"Uh. Move air?"

"Really."

"Yes."

"Positive?"

"...Uh. Sure?"

"Why not?"

"Huh?"

"Go check, it may not be what it seems."

"Yea, uh, whatever."

"Really, go see."

"... Dudett, it's only a duct."

"Check!"

"Fine, Miss Cow disease!"

Pause. Shuck, eyes peering through darkness.

"See anything?"

"Uh. No."

"..Now?"

"... No. Well, darkness isn't /anything/ is it? 'Cause that word really- FU-----!"

Snicker, scamper away.

"DUDE! MY HEAD! MY GAWD, THE PAIN! OWOWOWOWOW!"

Five hours later.

"Fu--ing... Owwww.."

Six hours later.

"Ya'know, spikes really /do/ hurt when they're soved into your motor coordinations(Uh?)... Owow.."

Suddenly, the darkness split into a stupidly bright light, and a certain palm-tree reject found himself staring at the ceiling.

".. Flashbacks aren't grey and white."

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Ohmigeeeee, I'm sorry people! I just couldn't find anything to write about, or if I did they barely would make up for a fic. And this one is short, but my friend told me another good idea, so expect another chapter up real soon. Probably today. ..Anyway, yea, that was all a .. dream. Mmhm. ... Hi. It wasn't very good, noteven full dialogue, ik sorry.
;--; Smoe the Digiloser