“ Ohh, well I don't think I can show you jello right now. We ran out of it.... But it's a snack ! ” Once down on the floor, she hops. “ I'm going to go get the slime ! You stay right there, okay ? ”

“ I put it in a little container ! It's like jello but you can grab and squeeze it ! ”

Victoria's ears wiggle happily, her eyes widening while her pupils dilate. Doing a little wiggle and giggling. “ Hiii, Evveeee ! I have made... Slime for the first time ! All by myself ! ”

《 ♢ 》 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙇𝘿'𝙎 𝙂𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙎𝙏 𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙊𝙍 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 《 ♢ 》

“ Yes ! I am having lots of fun. ”

Sighing heavily, this is definitely coming out of his paycheck. Time to repair a rug. Of course, Victoria will be staying so he can keep an eye on her while he works.

What a strange sense of deja vu he's feeling. 🎭 — “ I – I'm sure I can fix it ! I just – need to get the proper items first and then I can start.. I apologize again on her behalf.. ”

Fair enough. Luckily Rhombus is an understanding man. 🎭 — “ Surely there is a way to repair it? Glue is tricky, but I am knowledgeable with fabrics. ” He's motioning for his child to leave the room, which she's quick to listen to. Skittering to wait out in the hallway.

Oh dear, that's not a look Rhombus wished to be met with. 🎭 — “ I apologize, Sir... I wasn't aware she was in the building.. ” 💧 Victoria speaks up, happily kicking her legs. “ I snuck out of class because it was boring. ”

Treating the slime as if it were a usual toy, what a strange kid. Oh, here comes Rhombus now! Rushing through the door, completely out of breath.

A probable chance she overheard it once while wandering the halls. She is sticking the slime to the seat. Oh dear. Poor Rhombus. He can't seem to catch a break.

Little ears droop in disappointment. “ Awwh, okay, Uncle Loonie. ” who taught her that? She is wandering her way over to a seat to sit in to wait.

She caught onto that twitch, her head tilting curiously. “ Are you upset? I can make you slime too if you want! ” The consequences of not getting a babysitter for her when he's not able to.💧

While Rhombus is inform, the child has finished her slime! Standing up to show Pantalone. “ Look what I made ! ” She's so happy with herself.

That's unfortunate. More glue is being poured onto the carpet.. and liquid soap. 💧 Ah, if only there was a way to inform him of the child's evil doings.

At least it's getting leftover glitter out of the carpet! She's so happy with herself. He's definitely not watching her currently, that's for sure!

Pouring glue on a carpet in an office he found. She is trying to make slime.

Wandering the halls, she should be at school right now. Don't tell her dad!

I don't have a mom 🙁 can I still celebrate today with my dad?

﹙𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛. . ﹚

Putting stickers all over the walls.

Gnaws

🦈 ageplayers STAY AWAY ‼️‼️‼️

“ . . . If you're not a ghost.... ” Now she's squinting, suspicious of who this hedgehog is. “ Why were you staring at me? You interrupted my dancing and that's very mean to do. ”

👁️👄👁️

”. . . . You're the ghost I felt? ” She's frowning, little ears flat. She thinks he's a ghost.

Slowly lizard blink. She is confused. “ Came to do what? ”

A teacher said I needed to be medicated? I don't know what that means.

Slowly turning to look at him. Slowly blinking. “ They taste good :} ”

Chewing on cupcake wrappers.

A smile makes its way onto her face, ears wiggling happily from the reassurance. Though, immediately it's replaced with a feigned pout. “ Awe man, but math is icky! ”

Her ears lift back up, and her head tilts slightly to look back up at him. “ Really? You would do that for me? You would make the ghosts go away? ” She starts to lift her head now.

Another one with red hair :0

“ Mhm... It was scary.. ” Slowly nodding her head, she clings to him. Leaning to rest her head against his shoulder.

“ I was dancing earlier and I felt like I was being watched, but I didn't see anyone and I was too scared to look around. ” She's lifting her arms up now, indicating she wishes to be lifted.

Looking up at him, her ears flattened. A frown rests on her face. “ I think this place is haunted.. ”

Sitting glued to @ofmaskedjester.bsky.social's side, clinging to her dad.

🦈 time for my whimsy

She's unfortunately just didn't like the feeling of being watched. Makes her weary.

Maybe she should get out of the open... She's retreating back to her father's location.

Her dancing stops. She feels like she's being watched, and she is not happy about it.

If Dad has a new job... Does that mean I have to change schools? :(

She's just minding her business, dancing.

Breakdances.

Chewing on wood, sniffling. Her tooth hurts.

Throwing down a book full of math homework, aggressively kicking it away. She's on the verge of tears, she is so MAD.

🦈 waddles in for a Victoria ramble. She doesn't know anything about her dad's past, she barely knows anything at all about him. She grew up thinking his real name is Rhombus, when it isn't. She knows what his face looks like, and his birthday and such and that he gave birth to her. But other

Pacing back and forth, flailing her hands. She's panicking. “ Something's wrong, something's wrong, something's WRONG — ”

Tugging on the reader's hand, trying to get their attention.

{ She is immediately bawling her eyes out }