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Allergies
Guest written by TheBlackKid
“Sil…Sil…”
*grumpy moan*
“Siiiiil…”
*another grumpy moan*
“SIL!”
“Gah! Wh-What the?!” It took me a little while to come to and realize who was it that just yelled in my ear. But when I did, I wasn’t happy.
Of course, nobody would be happy that someone yelled in their ear. But you get my point.
“Gah! Amitie! What the hell are you doing?!” I shouted in anger.
“Waking you up, silly. It’s what friends do.”
“No, that’s what alarm clocks do. And I had mine…wh-where’s my alarm clock?”
“You broke it yesterday because it was ringing on a Sunday, silly.”
“ *sigh* Right.” I said with a facepalm. “So what are you doing here, Amitie?”
“Huh? You mean you don’t remember, silly?”
“No, I don’t. And quit calling me silly!”
“Shoot. You noticed.”
“Who wouldn’t, Ammy…”
“Anyway…today we’re throwing a party at school for National Puyo Pop Day!”
“Oh, yeah. That.”
…
…
…
…
“Pass.” I said as I wrapped myself with my blanket.
“What?! Aw, come on!”
“Nope. Sorry, Ammy. Not going.”
“But everyone’s going to be there!”
“And that’s a good reason not to go.”
“What about Sig?!”
“I’ll see him at school tomorrow. No big deal.”
“Grr… Fine! I’ll make you get up!”
“Ha! Good luck with that, Ammy! There is absolutely NOTHING you could do that will get me out of this bed!”
And I’m about to regret saying that in 3…2…1…
“Oh my God! It’s raining nuisance puyos!”
“Noooo!” I shot out of the bed in a fit of panic. Anything but those! Get away from…” It then took me another little while to realize what was happening. And once again, I wasn’t happy.
Seriously?! How did I fall for that?! We’re indoors!
“Not cool, jerk!” I yelled at Amitie, who was laughing at my little outburst.
“So. Ready to go?” She asked with a smirk on her face.
This girl…
“Fine. I’ll go to this stupid party. Just let me get dressed first.”
"Okie-Dokie!"
She’s more conniving than one might think…
It’s been over a year and a half since I came to Primp and all that stuff. At first, my goal was to replace Arle in this world since I couldn’t do it in the other one. But then…I met Sig. and he convinced me to try and live my own life.
Not sure how he did it, though. Considering how much of a dunce he is. But I’m grateful for having a friend like him. Even though I don’t show it most times. In fact, I don’t show much emotions except depression and anger.
Yes, still. It takes a while, okay? Lay off.
Once Amitie was out of my caravan, I got off the floor and went to my closet to find some clothes to wear to said stupid party that I never wanted to go to.
I remember during the first few days of me being here I had to find a new outfit to wear. The one Oshare picked out was…okay, at first. But that was before I knew what psychedelic meant. And I asked if I could pick out my clothes from now on every time I came to his shop. He didn’t mind. Thinking that I became aware of the fashion world or something like that.
But honestly…I just didn’t want my entire wardrobe to be a reminder of whatever the hell he used to do when he was alive. And something tells me that I don’t want to know, either.
So for what I’m wearing today, I decided to wear a white tank top underneath a red jacket, some black shorts, and a pair of red & white sneakers.
I also changed my mask. First time in a while. To what, you ask?
Well…
“W-Wow, Sil. Th-That mask…” Amitie said as she saw me come out of the caravan fully dressed.
“Yeah. I decided to wear a different one for a change. Why? What’s wrong with it?”
“What’s wrong with it?” Amitie then started to laugh. “Sil! You look like a Shy Guy!”
“How do I look like a Shy Guy? And also…what’s a Shy Guy?”
“Huh? You mean you don’t know?”
“No, Ammy. I don’t. Although now that I think about it, it’s probably another one of your kiddie stuffed animals, right?”
“N-No! Sh-Shut up! I-It’s not kiddie at all!” Amitie grew embarrassed that I mention her stuffed animal collection and called it “kiddie”.
When it actually is.
“So then what’s a Shy Guy? Some creature in this world or something?”
“ *sigh* Hold on. I’ll show you.” Amitie said as she took out her phone.
She then showed me a picture of a short guy wearing a red cloak with a brown belt around it, a pair of blue shoes, and above all…a mask that looked exactly like the one I’m wearing now.
“O-Oh. I-I think I see the resemblance.” I said after looking at the picture while feeling like a complete idiot for not knowing that this mask was taken.
“You think?” Amitie asked.
“Okay, fine! It’s exactly the same! But I’m not changing it. I can totally pull this look off.”
“Wait. So you’re saying…”
“Yep. I can definitely pull off a Shy Guy!”
…
…
“Well, good luck with that, Sil.” Amitie said as she started walking away from me.
“H-Hey! Wh-What’s that supposed to mean?! Ammy!”
So this magical little world simply known as Primp Town. I’ve come to like it. A lot more than I thought I would, to be honest. The people here are rather nice, although a bit weird. And I’ve made quite a good amount of friends here. Ammy, Sig, Lidelle, Dongurigaeru, Oshare, Hohow (surprisingly on his end), Akuma (surprisingly on my end), and even Lemres.
But at the same time, I did make a few enemies. And by “few”, I mean Raffina, Klug, Feli, and uh…Amitie’s doppelgänger. The latter one really hates me. Like to the point where she tried to kill both me and Amitie so she could “reclaim her life”.
I honestly don’t blame her. I used to (and still do sometimes) feel the exact same way against Arle. And much like Vibitia’s endless hatred for Amitie, my hatred for Arle will never cease to exist. It’s just something I have to live by. And I can’t complain about it or anything else either.
“Ugh. I seriously still can’t believe that you’re making me come to this party, Ammy.”
Okay. So there’s a little complaining.
“Oh come on, Sil. Can’t you feel the sunshine? Doesn’t it brighten up your day?”
“No, I can’t, No, it doesn’t, and I CANNOT believe you just said that.”
“Said what?” Sig asked as he walked up to us.
“Ammy just asked me if I could “feel the sunshine” and if it “brightens up my day”.”
“Oh.”
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Sig then started to laugh a bit.
“I know, right? It’s funny.” Amitie said.
“ *sigh* You guys…” I said with a maskpalm.
We continued to walk to school talking about whatever came to mind. Mainly mindless jabber from Amitie about…pretty much everything.
Then this one topic came up.
“So what’s with the Shy Guy mask? Sig asked me.
“I thought I could mix it up a bit, you know? Not always being identified as a clown.”
“Thing is, she never knew what a Shy Guy was until I showed her earlier. So now she thinks she can pull it off.” Amitie said.
“You? Pull off a Shy Guy?” Sig asked.
“What? You don’t think I could pull it off?”
“Sil, I literally had to show you what a Shy Guy looked like. You can’t pull it off.” Amitie said.
“Oh, really? And what makes you so sure about that?”
“Do you even know what a Shy Guy sounds like?”
…
Wait. It makes sounds ?! Then why is it called a Shy Guy?! It completely defeats the purpose!
…
“Uh…no?” I answered.
“See?”
“Th-That doesn’t mean that I can’t learn it! Here, give me your phone! I’ll Google it!”
“Fine. Here.”
Amitie gave me her phone and I instantly went to Google to look up the sound of what a Shy Guy makes. I quickly found a sound clip of it and downloaded it onto her phone. Then used some of my magic to take the sound bit and fused it with my speech. So that I could switch between the two whenever I want.
“There.” I said as I gave Amitie her phone back.
“So? Do you know it?” Sig asked.
“*Shy Guy noise*”
Both pairs of eyes lit up in shock once I made that noise.
“W-Wowie.” Amitie said. “I-I think you may actually pull it off, Sil.”
“Fufufufu! See? I told you." I said with a cheeky smirk forming beneath my Shy Guy mask.
Now I’ll be honest. I don’t know when the hell Puyo Puyo received its own holiday, but I was glad that it did. Cause I was able to close the circus for a day. And with school closed on holidays, I thought I would be able to spend the entire day sleeping in my bed.
Like I said, I thought I would. You could thank Amitie for tricking me with my one true fear.
How did I get fooled by Amitie of all people?
“I’m here. Woohoo.” I said in the most unenthusiastic tone.
“Lighten up, will you? Going to a party on a day off is not the end of the world.” Sig said to me.
“Y-Yeah, I know. But…”
“G…Good morning…everyone.”
“Morning, Lidelle! Are you excited for the party?!” Amitie cheered after Lidelle walked up to us.
“I… *sniff* I-I…g-guess.”
“Hey, Lid. You don’t sound too good.” I said.
“Are you sick?” Sig asked.
“ *sniff* W-Well…”
“Yuck! Gross, Lidelle! Why on earth would you come to school knowing that you’re sick?! Are you trying to infect me with whatever disease you got?!” Raffina asked her.
“N-N…No, I *sniff*… ”
“If that really is the reason, Lidelle, then please do not hesitate.” Klug said. “If we could get this nuisance of a thing quarantined, then we’ll all have a good day for once.”
“Oh, boy…” I heard Amitie whisper next to me.
“Nuisance of a THING ?! You must really want a beatdown do you huh?! You damn goody-two-shoes!”
“And…we’re already yelling this early in the morning. You must really have no sense of control with your emotions, do you?”
“You’re the one who’s constantly pushing my buttons, you stuck up jerk!”
“Oh? So now we’re blaming your life’s problems on me? Wow, Raffina. Never thought you would stoop so, so low. What a shame! Kyahahahaha! ”
“Why you damn little…” At this point, Raffina was pissed off. The four of us saw her tightening her fists and shaking like crazy.
Then she almost charged at Klug with full rage. Almost. Sig managed to grab hold of her at the last minute.
“Gah! Let! Me! Go! H-How are you so strong?!”
“Probably my arm.” Sig answered as she let Raffina go free.
“Tch. Some arm. Still can’t believe that a single once of cardio made it look like that.”
“Well, what can we say, Raffina? Some people don’t have to inject steroids into their body to make themselves look pretty.” I said with a smirk hidden under my mask.
“I-I don’t use steroids!” Raffina yelled at me. “And you have no right to insult me! You’re wearing a freaking Shy Guy mask!”
“Yeah, I know. And I’m pulling it off, too.”
“Ha! As if YOU of all people could pull off a Shy Guy impersona…”
“*Shy Guy noise*”
“…tion.”
“Seriously? This is what we’re doing now?” Klug asked.
“Yep. Better get used to it, Four Eyes.” I said.
“Tch. Hey, Lidelle. Once you’re done infecting Raffina with your disease, do the same with Silvana as well.
“B-But… *sniff* I-It’s not a…d-disease. I-It’s just…
*Ah…
*Ah…
*Ah…
*AAACHOOOOO!!!!*”
“AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!” We all screamed in terror as Lidelle suddenly did a huge and powerful sneeze. It wasn’t the sneeze itself that we were scared of…
…It was the fact that she spat out a burst of black fire from her mouth. Burning most of the desks in front of her.
“ *sniff* Allergies.” Lidelle finished her previous sentence.
We all looked at her with a mix of fear, anger…and more fear.
“Lid. I’m sorry, but there is no way IN HELL that was allergies!” I yelled.
“B-But it really is a…
*Ah…
*Ah…
*Ah…
*AAACHOOOOO!!!!*”
“AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
Lidelle did another powerful sneeze and spat out another burst of black fire. This time, burning down what was left of the desks and even parts of the walls.
“H…Holy crap.” Raffina said in fear. The rest of us were completely speechless at the destruction we were seeing. All being caused by someone who couldn’t hurt a flower. Even on accident.
“K-Kiddies…wh-what…happened here?” Ms. Accord asked as she walked in the nearly destroyed classroom.
“Lidelle has…allergies.” Sig said.
“Allergies?”
“THIS was caused by allergies, meow?!” Unlike Ms. Accord, Popoi was freaking out like crazy. As he should. Cause I feel like I’ve entered the Twilight Zone or something.
“Apparently whenever Lidelle sneezes, a burst of black fire comes out of her mouth and burns everything it touches! It’s crazy!” Amitie shouted.
“A burst of black fire?” Ms. Accord then went silent for a moment. “I think I know what this is.”
“You do?!” All of us asked (except Lidelle).
“Although I will need some time to look up the cure for it.”
“T-Teacher *sniff* Th-There’s no cure for *sniff* …allergies.” Lidelle said.
“Lidelle. Please stop calling it allergies. We all know that it’s not and you know what it really is.” Klug said to her.
“I *sniff* don’t *sniff* know *sniff* what *sniff* you’re *sniff* talking about *sniff* .”
“And stop sniffing! It’s gross!” Raffina added.
“Anyway…” Ms. Accord continued. “One of you would have to take Lidelle home and look after her while I research this sickness. Any takers?”
Every last one of us looked hesitant to volunteer. It's not like we don't like Lidelle. It's just that none of us want to be burned alive while helping her.
But wait a sec. If I do help Lidelle, I could escape this party that I never wanted to go in the first place! It’s genius!
“I’ll do it, Ms. Accord!” I eagerly said as I raised my hand in the air.
“What?!” Amitie asked.
“Seriously?” Sig asked.
“Someone wants to die.” Raffina and Klug said.
“Thank you, Silvana. I’m sure you’ll take great care of Lidelle.” Ms. Accord said.
“And not burn in the process.” Popoi added. He then received a finger flick from his owner.
“MeOW!”
“Wait, so does this mean that the party is canceled?” Amitie asked.
“Well duh, Amitie. Nobody wants to be burned alive by whatever the hell Lidelle has.” Raffina said.
“I-It’s…”
“Lidelle. It’s NOT allergies!” Raffina’s yelling managed to keep Lidelle silent for a bit.
“Aw, fiddlesticks. I was really looking forward to it.”
“Don’t worry, Ammy. We’ll have this party you want so much. Not today. Or possibly this year. But sooner or later. Hopefully later.” I said while trying to cheer her up.
Mostly.
“You’re enjoying this way too much.” Amitie said with an upset look on her face.
“Well, anyway. Let’s go, Lid. I’ll take good care of ya.”
“ *sniff* Th-Thank you so much, Silvana…
*Ah…
*Ah…
*Ah…”
“Oh, God! Not again!” I shouted in a panic.
“Someone cover her mouth!” Klug shouted in the exact same way.
That’s when Sig when over and placed his red arm over Lidelle’s nose and mouth. Not sure how, but that managed to prevent her from finishing the sneeze.
“*phew* Wowie. Thanks, Sig.” Amitie said.
“Yeah, no kidding. Saved my hair from being burned off.” Raffina added.
“Hey, do you think I could, oh I don’t know…cut off your arm and use it to block Lidelle’s sneezes while I take care of her?” I asked.
Sig didn’t answer. Instead, he took his hand off of Lidelle’s face, walked up to me, and finger flicked my head through one of the holes of the Shy Guy mask.
“*Hurt Shy Guy noise*”