Bad example {Unitato}

[Sleepy Fluttershy]

Tamsin Moon

She had no idea why this night was over so fast. She only went to hang out with a few of her friends in the evening and somehow it was half past five already when she got back to her house. Tammy shrugged when she thought about how angry her parents can get if they find out that she was gone for so long. She didn't even drink anything because she finds alcohol disgusting, but a sleepless night made her feel like her a very drunk person. And one of her pals spilled a whole bottle of beer on her, so she smelled like she had been born in booze. However, she was still looking gorgeous. Tammy was wearing a new flowery blouse, her favorite jeans, and a stylish hat. She even managed not to screw her makeup overnight. Her hair was a little messy... Well, really messy, but that was a minor detail of her appearance.

The night was worth it though. They played truth or dare and she was dared to throw bubblegum at a Peacekeeper. She could have just done it from a long distance - her aim had always been great. But instead, she chose to come closer, give the guy in white a slutty look and spit the gum right into his face with a playful wink. The reaction she got was hilarious. She hadn't heard that much bad swearing in quite a while. Tammy could steel feel adrenaline in her body after running far away from that place and thinking about that crazy dare made her want to laugh.

Her friends told her plenty of things like "are you nuts, girl?" and "that was awesome, girl, you rock!", but she had gotten her award already. Remembering the Peacekeeper's  face would make her laugh for weeks, maybe months. For a moment, she thought about how selfish she was - having so much fun only a short while after her cousin's funeral but shoved the thought away. Zagreus would probably like what she did that night. Besides, if he died it didn't mean she wasn't allowed to have fun anymore. She wasn't even that close to him.

After saying goodbye to her gang and stepping over a puddle of her best friend's vomit Tammy made her way towards her home on shaky legs. When she got there eventually, she grinned and started searching for the key in her pocket. She was so tired that she couldn't stand on her legs properly. The problem was aggravated by the fact that she was wearing high heels. Tammy leaned on the wall beside the door and continued her search. Surprisingly, her key couldn't be found anywhere. 

It was weird. She had never lost her key before. If she didn't get inside before her mother went to her room to wake her, it would be absolutely horrendous. She couldn't imagine what her parents would think if they found out that she was not at home when she was supposed to be.  She could say that she had gone to school early, but this would be ridiculous because the bag with her books was still in her room. The school bag... She had probably left her key there. Tammy sighed and stomped her foot with disappointment. She couldn't knock on the door if she didn't want her parents to find out that she had been partying for the whole night. All the windows were closed, so she couldn't climb inside, either. She needed a better plan.

Suddenly it dawned on her. She knew how she could get into the house without using a key. She just needed a sharp thin object... But she didn't have one, so she had to find something. While looking around she noticed a girl and waved her hand.

"Hey, kid, do you have a hairpin by any chance?... Or a nail, maybe?"

Tammy was hoping that the child wouldn't scream or run away or do whatever little girls do when they see a tall stranger who smells of beer and tries to break into a house. Most kids are told that they should never talk to strangers in the street. That makes sense, though she could never stick to the rules when she was little.

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The only thing I like more than the feeling of a dead ladybug being crunched between my teeth, is the feeling of hard dirt against my bare feet. Haha that sounded almost rhyme like! I really miss my tall eyebrows friend and that's why I've been wandering the streets and such. Not that I wouldn't anyway. Streets are like foot candy and feet are like tongues!

My feet tongues taste and taste the hard and crunchy ground while my teeth taste the soft and squishy bug. I used to only eat moths, ya know. Back when Big Zaddy was around. When he was ALIVE AND HERE AND WARM AND FRIENDLY AND- hahaha I got to see his dead body ya know but I couldn't find his dead ladybug in a jar that I saw him die with and ya know YA KNOW YA KNOW YA KNOW YAAAA KNOOOww.

Ah Hahahahaha anyway ladybugs taste good between my teeth. I'm thinking about how much the taste reminds me of yummy earwax when I see the scary lady. She walks with a weird tilt and smells like mama. I make sure to crinkle up my smellin' holes real good when she walks up close to me. She does a moving thinger around then, too.

"Hey, kid, do you have a hairpin by any chance?... Or a nail, maybe?"

She asks me a question, but instead of answering, I think about how her hat reminds me of my ugly granny. It's all floppy and stupid. Bleh. When the smelly girl looks at me, it's all just word in my head. She needs something hard and pointy so I giggle.

"You don't need a pin, silly!", my moving face bone jiggles with laughter as my words fall out.

I lean over to the grass beside the street and catch a up-high grasshopper in my hands. When I'm sure it's secure in my chubby lil fingers, I squeeze em real tight and then tighter again, just to make him deader. I open my hands to see my dead friend in my hands. I bite my tongue thinkily and get to work shaping him. I rip his legs off first and then his head second. Then I squish him around until he's the perfect, pointy lil shape.

"Here ya go, stinky lady!", I scream out, dropping my dead friend thinger into her hand.

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[Sleepy Fluttershy]

Tamsin Moon

"You don't need a pin, silly!"

Well, at least she was not the screaming type. That was good. She didn't look like she was well-mannered though. Scanning the kid with her eyes, Tammy noted that the child wasn't wearing shoes. Was she homeless? No, just very poor probably. The little girl's words were followed by a weird giggle and in a few seconds, Tammy was witnessing a brutal murder of an innocent grasshopper. She didn't know what to think about it because the child's idea was ingenious but rather sadistic.

Tammy could never imagine herself killing an insect or anything, for that matter. She had no idea whether that was because she was too kind or because she found most insects absolutely disgusting. When she was little, she touched a spider and it crawled onto the palm of her hand. Tammy could still feel the thin legs tickling her skin. Ew. And she could still hear herself screaming loudly and still felt that unfathomable fear that filled her in a few seconds after the first touch of the spider's feet. Do spiders have feet though? For a few seconds, she tried to remember something from her biology textbook but couldn't recall a single little thing.

"Here ya go, stinky lady!"

And after yelling this the kid dropped the dead insect into Tammy's hand. It was dead, so there was nothing to be afraid of. However, there was another thing that made the girl extremely worried. Such a yell could have woken up her whole family. What was the child thinking? Seriously, was it that hard to just talk normally? Besides, why did she call her... And then she realized that her dress really did stink pretty much. 

"It's not my fault my friend splashed her beer over my outfit, okay? I'm not "stinky lady", not usually, anyway! The name is Tamsin Moon."

Tammy replied a little bit crossly because of the irritation that had crept into her heart. She didn't want to seem ungrateful, so she smiled quickly to compensate for the harshness of her voice.

"Thanks for the help though. Really. And what's your name, by the way? It would be nice to know to whom I owe my rescue."

While speaking, she stuck the grasshopper into the keyhole and tried to turn it. For a moment she was scared that the insect's body might be too fragile...

Please, don't break, please don't break...

The door opened with a quiet creak. She made it. She could escape her parent's rage. She wanted to hug the whole world, including this weird child in front of her.

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