I think I'll be fine.
*Her smile turns more genuine too,seeing that he's not upset*
I've met three or four other versions in different universes...they're all very unlike eachother. I love them all.
*She hums happily*
I can't say the same for my Illusion though- he's- a bit antisocial.
*She giggles*
I don't think he appreciates me trying to bring them all home-
He softly laughs along with her, glad that his plan is working and that Invi isn't upset that he didn't answer her questions.
"I see, I see. I wish I could say that none of the ones here were the same, but alas... I think this place is a perfect example why he wouldn't want so many copies of himself in one place- hah-"
He opens the door and holds it open for Invi to go in first. It opens up to a pastel blue and pink living room on the right and a black and white kitchen to the left, separated by a counter. The kitchen looks spotless (if not for the random pictures and papers stuck to the fridge), almost as if nobody actually uses it to cook with. In the living room, melted onto a plush, light pink couch, is a short figure wearing a coat with a crosshatch-esc pattern and black accents on one side and white on the other, basic dark grey pants, and opposite colors boots matching the accents on their coat. They have fluffy, short light blue hair and when they open their eyes at the sound of the door opening, their eyes are different colors (one blue, one purple). At their side is what appears to be some kind of box with a black and white horizontal gradient on it, which they panic and grab when they realize that they don't know who Invi is. They put it on their head, revealing it to be a mask with a black, jack-o-lantern style smile on it.
"Dear Colors- Battery, tell me right now that this isn't a new one."