She ran back to the locker room and hoped she wasn't followed.

(Truth- Gabby-Star- Starla- Who's your favorite person there, besides yourself of course.)

She grabbed Mimi by her arm, and pulled her into the bathroom. "Whoa,Whoa, Whoa." She shut the door and locked it. "My theory about Perry being Fawful just might be true."

"You had to drag me into this smelly bathroom to say that?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, why is your theory true?"

"...I saw Mr. Grubba with something he called Blocker! And he talked a lot like Fawful! Perry looks and talks like Fawful!"

"Sure…"

"I'm not making it up!" She whisper-shouted.

"What are you two doing in there?"

Mimi came out. She looked at Popple, and said. "Nothing," She sighed, and thought about reserving another match.

Perry looked at them, and tilted his head. He had been thinking,..which even hurts his head, his speech really jumbled, about them. He looked at his locker. What "accident" was I in? I don't remember even signing into this thing…

He shook his head, and stood up. He walked over to his locker, and pulled out the glasses. He rubbed his thumb on the lenses. ...He closed his eyes.

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

"Blue, Blue, Black…" A woman's voice spoke. She was picking berries. "Ick." She threw one behind her. "Blue, Blue, Baby, Black, Blue..Wait, what?" She turned her head, and saw a small baby bean. She looked at him, and then looked around. "Hello?! Is this someone's kid!?"...No one answered. He reached up, babbling incoherently. She made out black markings on his arms. She set down her basket, and picked him up. He made no effort to struggle. She grabbed his arm, and tilted it.

It's your problem now, to whom it may concern.

Okay, she wasn't the most kind or sightly bean in the Kingdom but THAT is low. She looked him in the eyes. "Heh. You aren't THAT bad..who would-" He smiled, and his teeth glimmered. His teeth were already coming in, and he couldn't be past 1. She looked a little unnerved, but the first thing she said was. "You are SO gonna need braces in the future." She meant future well. She grabbed her basket, and forgot about her pie. (Even though she really wanted it.) She cradled the unnamed baby, to what she called "Baby." and made he short journey home.

At her small abode, she spoke. "Okay, baby, it ain't much but it's mine." She put him down on the old wooden counter. She looked at him, and his blue eyes met her magenta. "Hi!" He spoke, in a painful high pitched voice. The woman flinched. "Okay, how old are you kid?" She rose an eyebrow. His next move was oddly shrug-like. "Smart kid." She patted his head. She was really confused of her own actions. Why was she so...sweet to this kid?
Eh, she kinda saw herself in him, she guessed. Cast aside before given a chance. She stood, and walked to her fridge. "I guess, babies like milk, I think I have some...somewhere." She opened it and looked around. The baby looked at an abandoned bottle of mustard, from the woman's lunch earlier in the day. He used his small hands to grabbed the tip, and opened it by himself. He licked it, and hmmed. The woman looked up at the small noise, and was met with the child eating the mustard, cleanly and properly. "Wow, you like that? Do you still want this?" She didn't have bottles, so she just had the carton. He shook his head, no. "You prefer that stuff over this? You awful thing, I love it. Awful Fawful."

He shook his head. No, Nononononono. He is PERRY. Grubba said so! He wouldn't betray his trust!

He left the locker room, and went outside. He would have suspected to be swarmed by fans, if he was as famous as Grubba played him as. He wasn't a bad fighter, no. He was very fast, and agile, despite his squat stature.

He almost felt like he had alot of practice and training. But in chasing and running rather than fighting. He walked in the center of the area, near the blimp, and a phrase came to his mind. "Forgive and forget, don't Resent and Remember." He thought on that for a second, before his foot kicked something. "Whoops." He looked down, and saw a video camera. "Huh." He picked it up, and felt it. Is it anyone's? He held it to a woman Toad. "Is this being yours?" She shook her head. He held it to a Koopa, and he shook his head. He opened it up, and saw two initials in it, S&F. "Huh, I will have the holdings of it, until I have the findings of it owner of misplacement!" He looked around, and walked back in, hoping he didn't just steal a camera.

Arc 1- Part 6- Love Like You.

Party. Mimi- Popple- Starla.

(Revelations, yo. Sorry this is so short, didn't have much to work off of...Edit:It's been..Hehe, two chapter since anyone has put up any truths or dares...I do need a little something to..go off of..I'm sorry, I really appreciate all the support.)