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The loading screen is fascinating. It's actually prettier than that one in the actual comic. Mavis can nothing but stare at it. Aaaaah what a lovely sight. The title screen is on.

"Please press enter when you're ready" she reads out loud. She moves the mouse and clicks enter. Nothing happens. Or so it seems because a real life smuppet floats up from the bed. There's a small sound when Waira pesters her.

SK: What the heck is this?

GS: It's a smuppet!

SK: A what?

SK: Wait I don't want to know.

Mavis jumps as her bed is moved from its proper place and placed on the other end of the room. One of the plushes of the beta-kids falls to the floor. It just so happens to be her favourite. "Nooooo! Not the John plushie!" She rushes to his aid and scopes it up in her arms. She hugs him close and kisses his cheek.

GS: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!

SK : Oh man, you have a sick obsession with that fictional guy... Gross.

GS: Shoosh, it's not like that...

SK: Mhmm yeah, tell me more about how I'm wrong.

GS: He's simply the coolest guy in paradox space! Even cooler than Dave Strider

SK: Okay...

Mavis sighs heavily. Too bad the other girl doesn't understand.

A young girl sits on her bed, sea-green laptop in her lap and a found smile on her lips. She can see her friend over the computer screen. Her name is WAIRA PORTMAN. She loves to read books about the supernatural as well as summoning demons. She turns around plucking up her pet bunny in her lap. Waira turns back to the computer looking through the elements. She stops at the big machines. She have no idea what they'll do but they somehow seem important so she places them out. It humours her that she can move around Mavis' stuff.

Waira pats her pet slowly as she expands the floor for the alchemiser. She opens the grist cache. She frowns as she runs out of buildgrist. Whatever that means.

GS: Aww man! You blocked the hallway!

SK: We're out of buildgrist. And about the hallway, I'm sorry but It's stuck...

GS: Aww grate! Now my mom's going to be angry!

SK: I'm sorry okay!

Waira places the pre-punched card at Mavis head.

SK: Here, have a card. It'll make you feel better.

She can see the other girl growl at her. The card dissapears as the card is captchalouged. A small smile spreads across the girls face. Waira watches the blackhaired girl walk down to the cruxtuder. She still has the little doll of her favorite character in her arms. She begins to turn the wheel of it but with no luck. Waira helps her with it and a weird brown ball followed by a few cylinder like things (also in brown) pop out like a fucking firework. Mavis has to duck and dodge them. She looks so chocked. Mavis then casts her doll into the small floating ball of light.

Waira frowns at the screen as the karnelsprite evolvs into a version of the doll. It's small but still. Mavis just smiles at the doll turned sprite. She even kisses it. Waira feels sick at this. She do believe in demons and magic, but this can't be real. It just can't be. She feels her gut twist. You're not supposed to play around with things like this. It's purely dangerous. She stands up and closes the laptop. It just takes a few minutes to get to the bathroom where she just sits down and pukes. She hears light steps outside the room.

"Are you okay?" the voice of her sister calls out. When she don't answer the first time the door is burst down. A protecting hand is on her back. "Sis, you know you can tell me everything" Sis says.

"I-I just saw something really disturbing" Waira shokes out. Sis scoopes her into a hug.

"Poor little Wera~" She cooes. Waira smiles at her real name. Sis always knows how to make her feel better. That sneaky little thing she is, yet she's the strongest person Waira ever knows. Sis cardles her in her arms.

"Do you want to strife and take an icecream?" the older one says.

"Yes please"

Sis nods quickly then flashes away. Waira can't help but smile. She walks towards her room and picks up her knife, and a small package of cookies. Sis' favorite to be exact. She makes her way towards the roof. Sis waits for her there, smiles as she approaches.

"Feeling better kid?" she asks.

"A lil'" Waira replies.