“Oh who am I fucking kidding. There’s the sick to my stomach part. Ulp-”
She ran straight into the bathroom again, Triton trailing along behind her for comfort.
“Is it normal to feel heartbroken? I started to think of him as a little brother… I should feel ashamed, broken, angry, furious, enraged or even sick to my stomach again. But instead… All I feel is my heart breaking into pieces.”
★]—> Well, she certainly didn’t sound very happy. “Hm… At least nobody could blame ya for tryin’. Not everyone can be helped, ‘specially if they don’t wanna help themselves anyway.”
“— Oh, I never got yer name. I’m Sonic, in case you’ve never met an alternate before.”
“I tried giving them fruit. They even said they liked strawberries. Now I know they simply lied just to make me feel better. They’d prefer expired, food poisoning inducing cookies and threatening people for food.
Rebecca. Again, apologies if I sound too irritated. Because I honestly thought them to be my best friend. Someone I could truly trust, y’know?”
The former champion took a deep breath to try to calm herself down. It wouldn’t do to fly off the handle now.
“I honestly thought they were better than that.”
★]—> “Hey, s’cool. Someone been botherin’ ya or somethin’?” Way to start a conversation, Sonic. You don’t even know who she is!
“Yes. I learned today that trying to help someone out of their self-destructive path is a horrible idea and they’re better off simply eating expired girl scout cookies for the rest of their life.”
She may have sounded more irritated than she intended. Then again, after the day she had been through, Rebecca needed an outlet for the irritation and talking it out was the best way for her.
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“I apologize for not being more presentable, I haven’t had the best day so far.”
She kept a curt, polite tone to keep the hurt from seeping into her voice. She had years of practice.
And guess who was sitting in front of the toilet with the top seat up and Triton rubbing at her back for comfort.
Rebecca was the opposite of Silver when she was unneedingly stressed out. She tended to be at the porcelain throne for up to an hour before her stomach settled on it’s own. Then she simply cried until she passed out and was carried to bed by Goop.
“I don’t care anymore… I just wanna be left alone.”
“Fine. But think long and thoroughly about your decision. If you do not come up with an alternate solution, I will leave you to your self-destructive path for the rest of eternity.”
The former champion bowed deeply and respectfully, standing up straight before turning around towards her home. Her trembling hands were behind her back and fully visible now. One was rather painfully squeezing the other to restrain her sadness.
“Mmmmmmmmmppppphhhhhhhhhhhh.
Yeah. I guess you know better now.”
"So did you decide you never want berries or those lovely strawberries again? Because that’s the vibe I’m getting from you right now. No more Pechas? No more Orans?
Is that honestly what you want? To yack left and right from food poisoning? To never be able to run from an enemy if your powers are depleted?
Because that is the path you have chosen for yourself.”
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“They’remineandnobodycantakethemfrommenowstopstaring.” Aggressively shoves cookies into mouth and runs away.
“If that’s the way you wanted it from the start, you should have told me that you never wanted berries or fruits.”
“I never would have offered if you’ve decided to binge on expired cookies until you puke for the rest of your life. Well, now I know better.”
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