PLUTO: you should write it.
Pluto stares up at the sky, lying flat on her back in a field. She tears up bits of grass with her right hand, a pen clasped tightly in her left.
PLUTO: is it really fair though?
PLUTO: oh PLEASE when have YOU cared about FAIR??? was it fair to stab me in the chest a zillion times
PLUTO: UHHH YEAH YOU GOT IN MY WAY ITS LITERALLY JUSTIFIED
PLUTO: please focus.
Pluto closes her mouth. A part within her moves it instead.
PLUTO: you are the youngest of his children. you know what he's done to you, and you know other children of his have had it worse, and you know he has done even worse than that to those who are not his family. you know that the world at large is a worse place with him in it.
PLUTO: ... yeah. OBVIOUSLY i know that. just cuz im hesitating doesn't mean i dont want it to happen
PLUTO: why are you afraid?
PLUTO: because...
The clouds part, a union broken. The sun shines overhead. Pluto squints, moving to block her eyes, but stays looking at the sun in part.
PLUTO: quit doing that
PLUTO: why
PLUTO: are you stupid?? did he never teach you that looking at the sun will make you go blind?? damn maybe you SHOULD write it
PLUTO: UGHHH I KNOW ITLL DAMAGE MY SEEING OR WHATEVER BUT ITS LIKEEE WHATEVERRR. wouldnt the sun WANT to be looked at its the whole reason everyone on earth is alive right
PLUTO: well like one of them but who cares what the sun thinks giving people life doesnt mean its entitled to people hurting themselves permanently just to give it attention
PLUTO: WELL
PLUTO: BUT ITS COOL
PLUTO: ok it is pretty cool
PLUTO: but that doesnt change it
PLUTO: RRRGRGHRGH!!!
Pluto grimaces, crinkling up her nose. She makes a squishing motion, blotting out the sun. The impression of it on her vision, green and purple dots floating around, slowly vanishes.
PLUTO: im just scared
PLUTO: of retribution?
PLUTO: no like
PLUTO: wait what does retribution mean
PLUTO: as in people get payback against you.
PLUTO: oh yeah i guess. maybe a little. but. also what if i
PLUTO: what if i disappear
PLUTO: we have planned your clauses extensively. it will not make you disappear. all you need to do is write it.
PLUTO: ...
PLUTO: UGH!!!
PLUTO: FINE
PLUTO: gimme the stupid pen
PLUTO: you are holding it.
Pluto looks at her hand.
PLUTO: right. i knew that.
She stands, stretching. She holds the pen out to the open air.
PLUTO: pluto, one more thing.
Pluto sighs heavily.
PLUTO: WHAAAAATTTTT
PLUTO: we are proud of you for doing this.
She stills for a moment, hand hovering in the air.
PLUTO: fuck yeah
She writes.
The existence of █████ is erased. No memory or evidence of his existence remains in the world, excluding his immediate family (ex. children, spouses, parents). While they remain, he does not, and the world forgets him.
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