Some Galahs Do An Inky Mission: Chapter 1

A Dangerous Encounter: Chapter 9

Aite gasped, pulling Ajal closer. Adam's expression went blank in shock. Ajal's expression was filled with an unreadable amount of anger.

Scylla's ears flattened in fear of what will come in the future. Scylla looked at the glass walls of the watch post and whispered, "Where's Diana and Sophia?"

Ajal pointed below the watchpost. Scylla sighed in defeat, walking towards the trapdoor and pulling it open. Climbing down the semi-dark ladder, Scylla was greeted by Sophia.

"So, guess who came to this dimension." Sophia said cheerfully.

Thinking that this was another joke, Scylla replied darkly, "The Sons of Heephis."

"WHAT??!!!!!" Sophia gasped in shock, covering her mouth. As Scylla walked towards the first room, Scylla ground out angrily, "Yeah, apparently the Sons of Heephis came back for their first mission."

Sophia shook her head fearfully, saying in a subdued voice, "I don't like where this is going."

Diana ran out of one of the rooms in this basement, asking, "What's happening? I heard Sophia shout-" Diana looked at Scylla's serious face, and physically cringed at her expression.

Scylla said darkly, "The Sons of Heephis are back."

Diana sucked in a breath, muttering, "I presume we're going to go upstairs talk about this."

Scylla nodded.

Five minutes later, Diana, Scylla, and Sophia had climbed upstairs to see Adam, Ajal, and Aite looking at them fearfully. The pack sat down in a circle. Aite, Adam, Sophia, Ajal, and Diana finally started speaking their minds.

"Why are they here?"

"What are their intentions?"

"Have they changed?"

"Are they even themselves?"

"Shouldn't we be keeping an eye on them?"

"What should we do?"

"ENOUGH!!!!!" Scylla shouted. Everyone went silent. Scylla took a deep breath, and said calmly, "As much as I don't like this as much as you do, I have made my decision long before this had ever been brought up." The pack looked at each other fearfully. Scylla closed her eyes, and said in a dark growl, "We're leaving this territory at dusk."

Some Galahs Go On an Inky Mission

Third Person POV

In the middle of Audra's battle, Alinta woke up. Audra looked over, launching herself into the ceiling to avoid getting any more injuries. Audra was cut and scratched at badly, bleeding a lot of blood. Panting heavily, she pulled herself together and created a tornado. Alinta raised an eyebrow, creating a huge net of red moonlight that crushed the Lost Ones in the tornado. Jumping down from her perch, Audra landed on her feet with a wince of pain. Alinta starts, "Look, Audra. I know that I -"

Audra cuts her off with a paw on the head. "DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN!!! It's too risky. Who's gonna help me with Kaiso gone and you fainting? I could have died without your support!" Audra scolded.

Alinta laughed. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry!" She walked through the Animation Alley entrance and beckoned Audra to follow. Soon they reached an animation room for tourism.

As Alinta looked for a way to escape, Audra listened to the recordings and peeked into the rooms. Just as Alinta found a vent, Audra shrieked in horror as she saw what was inside of the fourth room. "THERE'S A HANGED MAN!" Audra shouted, covering her mouth as the tears started forming. Alinta ran over and saw a mannequin hanging from the ceiling.

Thinking quickly, Alinta turned Audra so she wouldn't see the mannequin. Wiping the tears from Audra's eyes, Alinta knelt in front of her and whispered, "Listen to me. You're okay. That's not going to happen to you." When Audra started to hyperventilate, Alinta shook her shoulders, hissing, "Princess Audra Hurricane of the Air Kingdom, LISTEN TO ME. It's just a mannequin."

Audra shook her head, barely pulling herself back together. "You know how many hangings I've seen, Alinta. What if it happens again?"

"IT WON'T. Do you trust me?" Alinta asked. Audra nodded shakily. "Good. We're going to go through a vent and leave this damned place behind. Can you at least try to stay calm and forget about this?"

"I don't know!" Audra pulled herself away from Alinta. "Do you see that?" Audra pointed to the hung mannequin. "That's just the start! Later on, there's going to be more people just hanging from the god damn ropes, and there's NOTHING I can do about it!"

"Audra, keep a cool head -"

"No! Don't you care, Alinta? The more people who do suicide, the less likely we'll be able to help!"

Alinta's POV

Dark Alinta asked, "Do you need any -"

"NO."

"Okay!"

Third Person POV

Alinta shook Audra's shoulders. Alinta's eyes glowed an icy-blue color. "Listen to me, Audra. You're hurt. Badly. You need food. I'll find you some to start healing, but this breakdown needs to start evaporating to a much happier state. But for now, we need to keep moving."

Audra's ears perked up a bit at the thought of finding food, but it wasn't enough to make her raise her spirits. Her head was held low. "What if we can't?"

"We. Will. Now come on, let's keep moving." Alinta dragged Audra to the vent and pushed her in, following behind. Crawling through the vents, they reached another hallway. Alinta picked up a note and read it aloud. "'We're in the final days here. I can tell. People are packing things into boxes. Tools are are going missing. You can smell the panic in the air around the studio. But us Gent boys, we're just watching from the shadows. We lock the doors, and keep our research going. Mister Gray already gave us a little wink. All is well. When one ship sinks, another one leaves the dock. I need to keep my Ink Machine safe in the chaos. It's the key to so many discoveries.' Oh, cool, it even has a signature!" Alinta squinted. "I forgot who Thomas Conner even is." Audra flipped a switch, and the two headed out. Out of the tour room through the newly opened door, they ran out and through the rooms. Through one barred door was a small, cartoon version of Bendy.

"It's real?" Audra whispered, admiring it through the door. Alinta looks fondly at Audra, but catching herself and mentally berating herself for it. Alinta could already hear the chaos Audra could bring if they didn't approach Bendy correctly.

Alinta's POV

Dark Alinta ordered, "Open the door and secure the small Devil, and then let your crush near it."

I look at Audra. "That's probably a good idea. But she's not my crush!"

"Sure, sure. Keep telling yourself that."

Third Person POV

"Audra, stay here. I'm going to keep the tiny thing there. I'll signal you over when we're ready." Audra whispers. Audra gave a nod, and Alinta inhaled. "Oookaaay, let's do this."

Alinta's POV

I opened the door. Bendy quickly noticed and stood up, like a child waiting for praise. I need to be gentle with him. I walk over. "Hi, sweetie." I said. Bendy picked up his train, putting on a neutral face. As I crouched, he stepped back. "No, no, I'm friendly, and I have a friend who might want to be friends with you. Can you stay?" I beckon him over. Reluctantly, Bendy walked forward. I then turned and signaled to Audra to come here.

"Alinta, that's not just a small Devil." Dark Alinta warned.

"What do you mean?" I ask as I watched Audra approach us to a certain point.

"Bendy's the Ink Demon."

"Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. I'll deal with it eventually." I cursed.

Audra's POV

I approached carefully, only stopping at the midway point. Alinta sighs and gets up, walking up until she's right next to me. She whispered, "You're free to become friends with the kid."

My mouth opened. Really? Is this just that easy to become friends with the smallest, cutest devil I've seen??? I looked at Bendy. I say fondly, "Oh my god!! It's so tinyy!" I approached him quickly, patting his head. He smiled!!! He's so cute!!!! "Oh, it's a tiny boy! How are you? You're so cute!"

Alinta starts to say, "Audra, be careful with him. We don't -"

And then I felt my claw extend.

STAB!

There was a pause in the air. Bendy's face was in shock. I was in shock. I carefully removed my ink-covered claw and looked at it. I then looked at Bendy. He's crying!! I tried to say, "Bendy, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to -" He ran away. "No, wait! Please! I'm sorry! Wait, tiny boy, please! Come back! I'm sorry!" I pleaded. Alinta wheezed in laughter, leaning against the wall. I looked at her and fumed as I saw her laughing face. "THIS IS NOT FUNNY, ALINTA!!!" I growled.

Third Person POV

"I tried to tell you." Alinta wheezed in between her laughter. Audra pouted.

"I didn't mean to stab him!" Audra whined. Alinta pulled herself back together, stifling her giggles as she saw Audra's fuming, pouting expression.

Alinta grabbed Audra's arm and walked out of the room. "Alright, let's go." Alinta said.

They walked until they found a sign. Audra read it. "'Don't...Knock'?"

"Well, fuck it. I'm knocking anyway." Alinta says as she rolls up her airtight sleeves. She approached the door and knocked on it - gently.

"Who's out there?" A male voice asked. A Lost One opened the "window" and looked around. "Is it you, Phil?" It looked at Audra and Alinta. "I said I'm not opening the door until you bring my pictures! I drew 'em, I want 'em back." It slammed the cardboard on the two girls.

Now it was Alinta's turn to get angry - again. She warmed up her arm to get ready to do something stupid. "That's it. I'm breaking down the door, whether you -"

"Alinta, no!" Audra grabs Alinta's shoulder and continues, "Think about it. If you break down the door, it'll be loud and will attract other monsters over here."

Alinta rolls down her sleeves and sighs. "Fine. We'll grab the damn pictures."

"Thank you!!"

Alinta sighs and walks with Audra out of the area. Alinta opens a metal door and crawls through a vent with Audra, reaching a room. Audra cuts the chains of a locked door with a claw.

Alinta's POV

A deep voice said, "The Dark Puddles awaits."

"The Ink Demon." Dark Alinta hissed.

"Oh, hooray. Now he's angry." I sarcastically replied.

"Now who's angry?" Audra asked. I jumped. Whoops, I must've said that out loud.

"Oh, you'll know later on." I quickly said, returning my attention back to the navigation process.

"Okay..." Audra said suspiciously.

A Dangerous Encounter: Chapter 20

7 years ago…

There was a break-in.

Scylla didn't know how it happened, it just happened.

She was downstairs, sweeping the dust off the shelves when she heard her grandmother shriek and smelled blood. Helios closed his book, eyes widening. "There's an intruder!"

"What?!" Scylla gasped, dropping everything and teleporting into the room upstairs to see Diana's dead body. Her claws were painted with someone's scent - she'd put up a fight, Scylla realized. Shaking with grief, she used a blanket to cover the body, so at least Diana can be warm.

Something snapped in Scylla, something that forced her out of control of her body. Sniffing the unknown blood, Scylla tracked it to a person wearing a violet cloak. She attacked. As they fought, one of the daggers missed Scylla and hit…Helios.

The fight ended as Scylla threw the intruder onto the wall behind her and zapped them with lightning for good measure, before rushing to Helios's side and doing medical procedures. "You're gonna be okay, uncle, j-just don't leave me." Scylla whispered. "Where's the -"

"I'm not going to make it." Helios grimly told Scylla. She froze.

"No," Scylla hissed. "You're going to live. I'm not going to let another one of my family die on my watch. I-I wouldn't live with myself if I had."

Helios's heart broke for the thirteen-year-old, but he said, "That dagger, it was poisoned with a toxin that is incurable."

Scylla grit her teeth, growling as she replied, "Then I'll work harder to save you."

Helios shook his head. "I love you." He whispered, then fell limp.

Scylla felt her uncle's soul leave his body. She sat there, processing the death of her family. She shook, tears dripping onto Helios's cold chest. Fire licked her power reserves, begging to be released. So she let it out.

She'd let her past burn.

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Present

She wasn't able to sneak past Zielo.

Scylla knew she should've expected this, but honestly? He looked so peaceful that she couldn't possibly bear to bother him (that was a lie, of course).

"Trying to steal from me?" Zielo asked.

Suppressing a groan, Scylla asked, "Well, hi, Mr. Baddie, are you trying to break my spirit?" She smirked as she turned to face Zielo. "But really, what do you think I'm stealing from you?"

Zielo's face stayed cold and unfeeling, but Scylla could feel the waves of annoyance coming off of him. It made her giddy with excitement. "My spark." Zielo simply replied.

Scylla laughed at him, taking a few seconds to calm herself down. With a shrug she said, "Oh, Sonic? Yeah, he's not your puppet, nor is he the 'spark' you're claiming him to be. He is his own person, and you shove up an apocalypse up the world's nose, expecting the hedgehogs, no, the world, to bow down to you."

Zielo snarled, "DON'T DISRESPECT -"

"I disrespect whoever I want, bucko. Guess what? You wanna stay a god? Act kinder." Scylla snapped.

"APOLOGIZE!"

Scylla growled, "Fine! I'm sorry that I will not treat you like a god. Is that what you want me to say? I'm sorry that I won't treat you like the 'perfect' person you claim to be, like all your followers do!" Scylla chuckled. "I'm just an inconvenience to you, a pest, a PROBLEM to you!"

"How dare you!" Zielo tried and failed to break Scylla's soul in half.

"Do you want to know something?" Scylla glitched behind the god. "I'm a god, too. But I'm a demon, a computer virus, and it hurts to not feel recognized, doesn't it?" She chuckled, glitching away from his swipe at her. Scylla transformed into her EXE form, hissing, "Well, I shouldn't have to justify what I'm doing to you, and I won't make it up to you, you low-class ruler!" Zielo lashed out at Scylla, trapping her in his telekinesis. Scylla cut through it easily with dark magic. "Well, I'm sorry that an abomination like me exists!"

"Scylla!" Sophia called out, taking Zielo's next attack, which was to grab her by the neck and lift her up.

"Sophia!"

A Dangerous Encounter: Chapter 14

A feeling of someone being drained drew Scylla's attention towards the wasteland southwest of where she was standing. A chill went down her spine as she realized what's happening at that moment. Sonic must've been stealing some of his brothers' energies to fight.

Scylla shook her head as she started to run towards the area, ignoring the Soulless approaching from behind her, and taking the other Soulless' souls as she ran.

By the time she got to the general area, Scylla had already captured about a hundred of the Soulless. Her new ability – if that's what it was - helped her in more ways than one. But Scylla stopped – not because of the Soulless, but because Shadow cut off Sonic from Silver and Shadow's minds.

Scylla softly whimpered, accepting the fact that she may have to temporarily sever Sonic's connection with Shadow and Silver.

Pulling herself together, Scylla grabbed a small handful of Soulless ashes and sprinkled them in a small circle on the sand, before merely lighting a pure-white fire in her hand. She stopped to look at the flame once, as a reminder that this is for the best, and then lowered the spark to the ashes. The darkest of violet flames was then lit.

Scylla sucked in a breath, tears stinging her eyes as she focuses on the next, more painful step.

Scylla got down on her knees, her head bowing towards the fire, and her hands shaking as she raised them near the sparking flames. The flames she hated the most.

Scylla shakily recited the ritual, pain slightly moving through her chest as she cut off a fixable part of the Sons of Heephis' connections.

When she finished, however, the pain felt like it was going to eat her alive. It spread quickly, not giving Scylla the chance to breathe before she howled in pain. Her balance threatened to tip her over. Nausea clawed in her brain. It was suffocating. Scylla's vessel screamed for air, for water, for the pain to stop, and a number of other things Scylla couldn't comprehend.

She stopped screaming when she passed out, and the last thing she saw was black fire erupting all around her. She blacked out.

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When Scylla woke up, her body felt like it was being infested with black worms. In short, less gruesome words, she was sore.

The first thing she noticed was the white glass around her, similar to the custom-made glass she made during the first month of living her new life.

The bodies around that glass though, was burnt, the victims' mouths open with silent, yet clear screams of agony and pain.

The Soulless.

Scylla picked up a glass shard and looked at her reflection.

Her eyes were blood-moon red, her hair was a natural obsidian black color, and her copper skin shone like moonlight.

Moonlight?

Mango's Adventures in Angst-Land: Chapter 3

{Author's Note: A mention of Pokemon.}

{Instructions unclear; now hurdling Mango into the TADC Universe in the next chapter.  :>  }

"I'm sorry, YOU FROZE YOUR OWN HOUSE?!" Mango asked, horrified at what Demetria just explained.

"Y-Yeah? After seeing...animatronics." Demetria cautiously answered, just now realizing the consequences of her actions.

"Demetria Emerald Mochisolar, do you remember last year, when you had done something kind of like this before?" Mango asked, raising an eyebrow and throwing her arms up in the air to empathize her point.

"Yeah...?"

"STOP DOING THAT!" Mango shouts.

"No, I don't know how."

Inhaaaaaale. "Can I throw a goldfish at you now?"

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"So, that's an icy situation," Mango said as she inspected Demetria's house. "At this rate, you could be stronger than Elsa herself."

Demetria groaned. "Can we PLEASE not talk about it?'

"Fine," Mango replied. "But you have to answer to Dr. Sylveon later."

The blizzard stopped as Demetria made a singular hand gesture, saying, "Sure."

Mango raised an eyebrow, smirking. "You were saying?"

"Mango, please don't -"

The Blizzard: Chapter 1

(Author's Note: This chapter mentions murder. Please be forewarned. Thank you!)

"Hey, Scylla?" Demetria called out, stumbling into the now-not-so-abandoned warehouse and swiftly slamming the door closed. "I-I kinda...uh, made a blizzard." She looked around. Sure, asking for help from the literal godlike demon and former clan leader was not exactly a good idea, but it was better than trying to disperse the -360 degree weather outside by herself.

Demetria heard the woman laugh from above as Scylla Raven landed behind the young adult. Scylla said lightly, "I thought you were with that unicorn."

"The biàn tài and his equally bèn dàn sister kicked me out!" Demetria protested, her face reddening in the humiliation the memory brought back for her.

"After the stunt you pulled? They don't have any taste in strong people like us." Scylla hummed. "It's astonishing how a tasteless family managed to acquire an empire."

Apparently by using brute force and manipulation. Demetria thought. She sighed, hanging her head a little . After all, it was her fault that she "accidentally" froze down an entire castle.

Scylla noticed the glum look in the young Froster's eyes. Wanting to be at least a little comforting, the demon sets her hand on Demetria's shoulder and said, "Hey, you just hit the not-so-normal stage; of course you couldn't control all that ice everyday all the time. I've felt - heck, I DID the same thing."

"As if that makes me feel any better." Demetria grumbled.

"I'm serious. Even I had trouble learning how to control that much power. You're doing great."

What about the blizzard? I'm CLEARLY doing a bad job. Demetria pushed that thought away, saving those thoughts for when she's alone. Heaving a sigh, she forced herself to mutter, "I guess I am great at making snowballs appear out of thin air."

Scylla raised a eyebrow at the lesser attitude, but still smiled nonetheless. "Great! Now that that's happened, how about we go deal with the snowstorm outside?" Scylla asked excitedly, clapping her hands together.

"You're planning to execute my ex, aren't you?" Demetria accurately guessed, earning herself a light pat on the head.

"Yep, can't let the brat get away with what he's doing." Scylla replied.

"Euugh, let's just get this over with - and no killing!" Demetria quickly added.

"Semi-lethal, then?" Scylla pleaded.

"No."

"You wound me."

Some Galahs Go On an Inky Mission: Chapter 6

Kaiso's POV

As I reached the city, I kept a close eye on the child. As Bendy walked beside me, I couldn't help but feel the need to get rid of him. I wonder how Alinta and Audra are doing?

Snugglebunny's (Author) POV

Kaiso... There was a lot of screaming. In general. Panicking is more of the emotion they felt. Don't ask.

"AAAAAA-"

"AAAA-"

Kaiso's POV

Maybe it's just the curse talking, but I think I need to return to...Abbadon. Ugh.

Buuuut, if I DO leave, Alinta and Audra will come after me and interrogate me. They may know about my cursed form by now.

It seems like I don't have a choice. I'll stay.

A Dangerous Encounter: Chapter 1

Scylla Raven sold another handmade voodoo doll to another Mobian customer. It was a normal, boring day in Tin-Can, at least until she smelled blood. Fresh Blood.

Scylla's body tensed, fighting the urge to find the reckless person and do something horrible. A blue blur ran past her shop, causing all of the voodoo dolls to fly. Scylla quickly caught all of the merchandise before they hit the floor. As she set the voodoo dolls back in their proper place, Scylla tried to reassure herself that the blood scent and the blur was just the wind.

In her raven's-eye vision, she sees a crack in the ground, seemingly ready to explode. Scylla quickly looks around, quickly spotting another Mobian walking towards the volcanic-looking crack. Without even thinking about what she was about to do, Scylla jumped out of her stall and pushed the Mobian out of the way as the crack exploded, knocking Scylla to the ground.

Time seemed to slow down. Tin-Can was in chaos. Fire engulfed the buildings. Men, women, and children were rushing to evacuate the area. Screams echoed in the air. Too many scents of blood reached Scylla's nose, making her slowly lose her mind. Within the chaos, strangely without anyone else there to notice, Scylla slowly got up, letting her EXE form take over.

Scylla's eyes slowly turned blood red, while black blood spilled out of her eye sockets and dripped down her copper cheeks. Her hair was as black as a new moon. Blood-stained claws grew out of her fingernails. If anyone noticed her now, they'd call her a monster. Scylla's urge to kill someone grew larger, but she ignored it. Now was the time to leave the the scene of destruction. Scylla touched a certain ring on her finger. The Miraculous of Assimilation. She'd promised someone she'd loved that she would keep it safe.

Scylla clenched her fist hard. In the corner of her eye, she saw people standing on the highest hills outside of the town, where the explosions didn't reach them...for now. Smirking, Scylla actually admitted to herself that it was a smart move to head to the hills. A female scream of pain jerked Scylla of her thoughts. Her instincts tracked the scream to the woods nearby. Cursing internally at herself, she ran out of the now-destroyed Tin-Can to find the exact source of the scream.

A specific scent of blood wafted in from the west of where Scylla was in the forest. Scylla turned around, only barely missing a bump against a red blur that had sped from behind Scylla, toward the scent of the blood. Realizing that this streak might bring the EXE to the source of the scent of blood, Scylla tried to follow as quickly as she could without having to fly after the blur. Scylla quickly got lost in a maze of trees and fires.

"Curse this fire!" Scylla distortedly growled as she looked around. "If it weren't for this maze of light, I'd have been able make my way around this blasted forest!"

Transforming into a seemingly normal raven, Scylla flew into the flaming sky, reaching a height higher than the burning forest. Scanning between the flames and trees, she spotted a red light that seemed to shine brightly. Tucking her sleek, black wings against her body and diving towards the harsh glow, Scylla remembered an old quote her adoptive mother used to say countless times, but she refused to acknowledge it.

If Scylla's raven eyes could naturally narrow, they would have been slits by now. Suddenly, the red light disappeared, making Scylla stop diving and open her wings to glide through the air. She silently cursed, but only stopped when she felt a ripple of magical energy in the fabrics of reality. Turning to a floating island - the ONLY floating island in the sky, called Angel Island, Scylla spotted much light on the land, and what feels like blue eyes and purple outlines of people walking on the island like guards.

Mentally raising an eyebrow, Scylla flew to the island to investigate. Her thoughts felt like they were swimming in a bath of honey and matcha tea. Scylla felt the energy around Angel Island were darker than normal, drawing more concern from her than it should've.

Scylla took how her instincts reacted to the island as a red flag. As soon as she landed on the island, Scylla transformed back into a "regular" copper-skinned human, with the intention of investigating the fire.

"What happened here? I thought this island wasn't supposed to be inhabited." Scylla wondered. Dodging falling trees and avoiding the strange Mobians and humans, Scylla eventually saw two hedgehogs getting attacked by these strange creatures. It made her blood boil, so, she made a mistake. She grabbed a Mobian - with cyan eyes and a strange purple mark on their hand - and punched him. Hard. Smelling blood, Scylla shapeshifted into a wolf and went insane, Harming the humans and Mobians acting strange enough to be considered a threat.

Then, Scylla was knocked down to the ground by something - or someone.

Mango's Adventures in Angst-Land: Chapter 11

(Author's Note: Deck the halls with boughs of holly falalalala -)

"What?"

"You heard me! Do you remember that different universes have different time zones?" Mango sassed.

In true karma fashion, an Abstraction slithered up to Scylla. When Scylla looked at it, it starts to squeak, "Squeaky squeakatty-squeakins." Scylla nods.

Much like a cat, Mango freaks out. "AAAAAAAAAA -"

Scylla growled, asking Mango, "Then why are you here -"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA -" Mango continued screaming.

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Meanwhile, in Mango's home dimension, Kiui sighed as Hikari rushed into the room, shouting, "What happened?! Where's Mango?! Is everything okay? Do I need to -" Hikari paused her worried tirade, looking at a very calm eleven-year-old, who said, "Mom, I think Mango needs therapy."

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Scylla asked the Abstraction, "Oscar, can you please calm Mango down for me, please?"

Oscar nodded, slithering up to Mango. "Squeak -"

HISS!!

Mango bared her teeth, her tail puffing in fear as she tried to look bigger in front of the larger Abstraction. This turned into a huge fight between the two gremlins. Scylla smiled, secretly missing the little family play-fights they had half the time.

Some Galahs Do An Inky Mission: Prologue

Kaiso’s POV

Where…Am I?

What happened? What’s wrong with my hands?

No… Not again.