Deceit get’s kicked out by the dark sides into the imagination where Roman has made it snow, catching him unprepared for the cold, and he have to stumble over to the light sides because it’s the only place he can think of and the sides have to warm up an sluggish noodle with hypothermia, before they can even ask what he’s doing there and get a good elaborated answer and not a mumble of “kicked out”
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If you’ve told Deceit that he would find himself kicked out into the snow and cold five hours ago, he would have laughed right in your face.
But still, here he was, hugging his cape tightly around himself to keep the weak warmth he still had around his body from being put out by the freezing winds that flew around him in the imagination.
The big border between the dark part of the mind, where Deceit and the other dark sides lived, in a small house slowly falling apart, and the big castle that made up the mind palace, where the light sides lived.
❄ Baby, It’s Cold Outside ❄
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