When Grandma left home... Two realities intersect in a funny way!
CW/TW: Some adult-ish jokes... And a kinda grown-up final scene.
All characters are adults. Just think of it as a quirky little stage skit.
Anton: Well, well — look who's here, and without security!
Rey: ...Okayyy, and who's this mini-bro you brought along? Didn't know you had a secret guest-
Anton: Didn't mention it, yeah. Anyway, this is my younger brother, Eri. Not even eighteen yet, so no horns. Eri: nun Eri (actually 22) Anton (knows they're 22)
Rey: Oh, didn't know you had a little brother. Anyway, make yourself at home, Eri. Tea? Eri: yeppp
Anton: Hey bro, can I ask you something? Eri: Yup?
Anton: So... While you two are having tea, mind if I... Uh... Squeeze somebody's tiddies?
Eri: ...Seriously? Aften all these years, the only thing on your mind is grabbing tiddies? Anton: pweeeaaase...
Eri: Rrrgh... Fine, whatever. You can squeeze Victor's tiddies. He's twenty-four, btw. Also, Kalenya and I will make sure he doesn't remember a thing. And for your father's sake, please ask him first, okay? Anton: THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU
Rey: ...Everyone was yelling "SHOW US THE TIDDIES!" over and over- It was literally from that dumb line in the song. So Anton took his shirt off (yeah, not exactly kid-friendly) — and that's it. Eri: whoaaa awesome- what else happened? Rey: Hahah- Want me to tell you why people started shipping me with Heather~? Eri: uhhh spill... I'm listening............
Eri's reality
Rey: ...Eri? Eri: nun?
Rey: So... Here we are. Even if I'm more like a "hallucination" and no one else can see me, but- Yeah. Eri: holy crap a tulpa!! Rey: ...You're not actually a demon, and you are over eighteen, right? Eri: uhh kinda. Rey: Thought so, hehe.
Eri: will you teach me guitar? Rey: uh... guess I can try Eri: yuppie!! Rey: but only if you show me the city Eri: sounds hype
Meanwhile...
Victor: ...Wtf is going on- Anton: What do you think? I'm squeezing your tiddies. Honestly you're a bit scrawny; maybe I should've picked someone else. Victor: ok that's just rude Kalenya: ...No, I'm not whacking him with a "Memory Hammer" or whatever. Eri: HWYYYYY...??
BONUS:
Tragic: Feels like we were written with the same pen, doesn't it? Rey: kindaaa yeah. something like that Tragic: Then why did I spend three decades grinding in theater while you went and messed around with drugs? Rey: no clue man
















