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When I die, I'm going to come back as a tame chinchilla that you will adopt and keep with you so we live together forever. The best part of this plan is you won't be able to tell which one is me, so you'll have to adopt every chinchilla at every shelter you see and you'll end up with hundreds.

I don’t know if I can handle another person almost dying on me so…no more deaths please? Ok? Ok.

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Rainbow took a half step backward, surprised at Debbie's tone. This wasn't just his regular level of grumpy, this was genuine anger and sadness. His aura was going crazy. It was usually calm, a smooth sea of gently swirling colours like an oil slick, telling the truth of his serene nature despite the front he liked to put up. Right now, though, it was raging. "But...that was years ago..." she said tentatively. She looked around, looked at the empty shell of the house real hard, just in case she was mistaken and he was correct. Nope. "Is it the anniversary or something? Because I understand it must still be hard, but it's not happening right now."

"Yes, I’m fine even with a fire burning my family alive." Derek couldn’t help snapping at Rainbow, normally he’d never- but how could she ask that when… Derek stayed seated in shock after that, still not quite believing the sight unfolding in front of him. He didn’t want to believe it.

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Yeah, shrooms usually give me happy feelings, not put everyone under a different kind of mass trance. What do you think "this" is, then? Wait, do you recognize me?

I know this is rich coming from me of all people, but...

Pretty sure this is more than shrooms. If only it were that damn simple.

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I don't understand though, is everybody stuck in a flashback? I'm not. I've just been here the whole time. How do we snap people out of it? How did you snap out of it?

I don't know of any drugs that could do this for such a long time, I bet it's not drugs.

I know this is rich coming from me of all people, but...

I know…I was the same. It just felt so real. But then I snapped out of it—maybe it was some sort of flashback, I don’t really know.

I know, it’s mental. —I mean, I hope we would. I don’t know…considering it’s Beacon Hills, there might just be something crazier than drugs involved in this mess. 

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Oh, thank all the goddesses! It was getting really scary, walking around town while everyone was in a weird trance. Some people don't recognize me, some people don't even know they're in Beacon Hills or in the year 2014! I think we'd remember if we all dropped acid, right?

I know this is rich coming from me of all people, but...

—Yeah, yeah I do. Rainbow, sunshine, I recognize you. I just… don’t know what’s going on here.

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JULIEBEE! MINT JULEP! JELLYBEAN! Do you recognize me? Do you know me?!

I know this is rich coming from me of all people, but...

I honeslty have no clue. Are we all? Some accidental mass consumption of hallucination inducing substances?

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I know this is rich coming from me of all people, but...

why is everyone acting weird? Am I on shrooms?

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Rainbow tilted her head and frowned at the sight of Debbie standing in front of the old burned-out husk of what used to be the Hale house. She'd heard about what happened from her parents, of course. Even though the Psmiths had been in San Francisco, they still kept up on what happened with the Hales. It felt like an historic responsibility. But it had been years ago, and she didn't understand why he was standing there now, staring. "Hey Durrrrrrr, are you okay?" she asked.

Flames engulfed his home, screams being torn from his loved ones’ throats. Derek could practically feel their piercing cries rip through him, feel his own skin burning - flesh being eaten away bit by bit. All he could do was stand there; helpless and alone. For the first time he was truly alone. The sensation washed over him like a wave when nothing more could be heard but the voracious fire. His eyes glossed over as he fell to his knees and let out a roar that was laced with dread and heartache. This was his fault… he may as well have lit the match himself.

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Oh, now the chair talks to you, does it? I don't know why you're lying to me so much right now, it's so horrible...!

Wait wait wait wait Tickety, did you and Debbie go on a date? He said you were going to and then didn't update me. You should update me.

No! It’s true! I’m not lying! The chair came! He was teasing me!

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I kind of love that you made a mask first and then decided what you would be after, based on what the mask looks like. That is some outside the box thinking. That is why you are unique and special. So what does a feather bandit do? Do you steal feathers to stick to your face?

It is for halloween, yeah. —You know, I wasn’t sure what I was going as, but that—that is what I wanna go as. A white fluffy feather bandit, Rainbow I adore you that’s perfect. 

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Nothing is my specialty, I make a point of diversifying. I want to be a little bit good at everything, instead of an expert at one thing. Except bugging you, I want to be an expert at that. Can Hales be my specialty? It's kind of my birthright. Oh no, feeding wild animals is awful, it makes them unlearn looking for food themselves and they could starve to death when they're left on their own!! Please promise me you don't feed wild animals. I guess I mean Kai? I don't know, she was a boy and then a fox. Why are you mean to her? Just because you're a werewolf doesn't mean you're not still a human, and humans are omnivores. Wait, why do you think I'll feed you all the time anyway? That's a bit presumptuous.

Okay, okay, I think I've perfected my vegan gummy bears

Fine, we’ll agree to disagree since you can’t realize candy making isn’t your specialty. I’m well aware that I’m not nice, so you don’t have to mock me. Right… so no feeding birds bird seeds for you? Wait, you mean Kai? She’s emotional and has bad taste in candy; I’d say I’d remember that, but I likely won’t care to. Rainbow, I’m a werewolf. I don’t think my taste buds would like your vegan food all the time.

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I mean, that's what would happen in real life! Movies kind of have to make people do silly things though because I think the point is that they're not like real life. 

Wait, which one's Lydia again? How about instead of movies, we go for a lovely walk in the garden? When you're done I mean, if you want to find out what happens to the basement people.

The basement...

Well that is a very interesting take on the situation, sure we’ll go with that. Trust me you aren’t missing out when it comes to these.

Honestly, because if I invite Lydia she’ll probably have me watching yet another cliche romance movie.

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Good! Lies, the chair was there all along, you just didn't see it. Don't lie to me, that's very mean.

We’re fine. Either me and the books. This chair popped up from nowhere!

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Ah, I'm sorry, i don't mean to laugh! Are you okay? Are the books okay?

"I’m fine! I’m fine!"

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Oh, the movie! Hmm, well, you know, deranged sociopaths are just people who need a lot of dedicated therapy, maybe they're running to the basement to get their phone book for a psychiatrist! I don't really watch movies, I don't know how these things work. Why re you watching a scary movie by yourself?

The basement...

The movie! If a deranged sociopath killer is chasing after you why would you go to the basement? In the time they spent running toward the basement they could have thrown a chair at the window and escaped or something.

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Oh! A mask! No, it's perfect and you are great! Is it for halloween? Are you going as a...white fluffy feather bandit? 

It’s a mask! I’m not great at arts and crafts so this took me a whole lot of time and effort, more than I’d like to admit now. 

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To be closer to the Earth, our mother? I have no idea what you're talking about, I'm just making a logical guess! Maybe they keep wine in the cellar?

The basement...

Why do they always run to the basement?