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I WOULD RATHER Ḑ͞I̴̧͟E̴̡͝ THAN BETRICKSTER
I̸̧͞ ̷̕͝G͏̸͘O͟T ̡͘O͏͞N̸E̡ P͡E̢͠҉RSƠ̧N͜͠ ̴T̴͢O ͘B̷̧E͜ ҉H͟A͟P̨P̵͠Ý̴ ̛W̸͘͟IT͟҉H̕ ͟M̶̛̀E͘͠!̴͝ Y̧A̵̷Y!͢͝!̵͏!͝
Cal wandered through the halls of the mansion, swinging his green and red lollipop back and forth gleefully. It seemed even the carapace guards were avoiding him. Not that the non trickster part of them blamed them, he would avoid him to. It was a shame that he only wanted to make others H́͏̨A̴̢͡P͘P̨͝Y҉͢ at the moment, though.
He skipped and hopped from place to place, looking for other people he could make H̡̡͡A͝P͡PY͡ with him. He turned a corner and spotted a short being, shorter than himself, and called out to them.
"E͠͏X̴C̸͞U̕U̷u͘͟Ư̢͏S̨É̕ ̶͢M̧̕̕E!!̷̨ ̨̡̕"
Cal trickster headcanon time:
trickster part of himself is usually suppressed but when brought around people or jujus that can make people trickster, it can surface
he is in a constant fight with himself when trickster, meaning that every so often he'll stop and scream, gripping his head in pain as he tries to fight it off
when he is trickster, his non-trickster speech is a bit garbled in between his normal loud and glitchy words (bolded)
while other tricksters can turn people with kisses, cal cant because he is technically /always/ part trickster it isnt effective
more may be added
Cal had come to the mansion with Nepeta in hopes of making more people h̴͝a̢p̵̸p̸͢y̵̧͜ like them. His bright blue hair bounced a bit under the sugar skull on his head as he skipped through the mansion. People were obviously avoiding him. Even the carapace guards would look the other way when he wandered by.
He halted his skipping and leaned forward, looking at the slave hold door. Maybe people would be in there!!! He swung the door open and jumped down the stairs, giggling all the while. He walked through the halls, noting how empty it seemed. Probably because they were with their masters or something. He continued skipping, halting when he saw a figure in the slave common room. Perfect.
I̷͜ ̧̛A̸̛M͘҉ ̧Ś͞O͡ HA̧P̡P͏͜͜Y̨͘ ́͜͟W̷H͞O EL̨S͜Ȩ̴̕ ͢W̵̕A̴NT̵S͟ T҉̷O̕͡ ̴̡BĘ͠ ̡H͜͡A̴͢P̸̢P̸͡Y̧͟?̵͢?͜?̛ ͘E̸͘V̢͡͠E̸R̸̷Y̴͟O̧͜N̵E̵ S̶͢͜H̴̢͠O̶͟͝U͢͞͠L̛D ̢̨̀B̸͠E ͞͝H͜A̛͡P̶P҉҉Y̶͞!͞!͘!́̕!̢̢!̛͢!̕͞!́
>Nepeta had smooched all over you. This unfortunetly triggered your inner trickster to come to the surface.
H͓̝͚̖̳O̰̦̕W͈̹̭̺̩͠ ̬̼̠̞̝̀I̵S͚̺̖ ͈IT̜̗̣̕ ̵̹̲̘̥U̘͓͇̞̱̝NF̟̼O̝̯͙R̥̙̠̖T̳̩̘̭͕̼͝U͈͠N͈̣̟̞A̱͎̳̹͈̙͙T̮̘̪̹E͏̥͖͚͇͔̭?͙͓̺?̧̞̻̤͙̩͈͎ ҉̼̻̯̞̙T͖̟̖̝̪H̭̞̫͔͕̯I̩̙̜̤̠͞S͈͜ ̱I̥S̤̳̕ ͏Ǵ̜͎̗̗̻̬̥RE̺̩̬̙̝͈͍A͕T͢!̡͓͈̤̦̫̭̬!̟!͍̦͇͠
H̕͜҉A҉͜A̷͘ ̶̴̢́H̢͡͝A̢͘͟À̢͞ ̶́͟͢H̶̢͟͟E͏͘͜E̡͘͜͠ ̀͝҉̷͘Ḩ͞Ȩ̴̵̢E̶ ̴̸́̀͘H̡́O̢͏O͏̛͝ ̨̛͠҉͟H͝҉͞O҉̕̕O̧͝