Bassie's World - Chapter Nineteen

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[ Cocoa, 9:03 AM, Cocoa's Floor ] About a week ago, the Easter Toons arrived. I had tried to avoid Dandy to the best of my ability, but he still ended up finding a way to interact with me! I don't really know why I don't like Dandy as much as the others, but it's not like I can exactly force myself to like him. "Cocoa, hey, Cocoa." Dandy kept repeating my name as he followed me around my floor. Irritated, I turned around and stared at him. "What is it, Dandy?" "Can I help ya out somehow?" he winked. "I'm a very trusty and helpful Toon, y'know!" "Uh, okay. I have some boxes I need to relocate." "...That's the same thing ya needed help with last year." "Yeah, but I need help with it again. A lot can change in a year. Well, 11 months, really, since you're here for only one month of the year." Dandy sighed and lowered his head in disappointment. "No shade, Cocoa, but you're kind of... boring." "What?" "Ya don't seem happy when I'm around, and ya always act so SNAPPY with me! Hmph. What'd I ever do to ya? I even helped ya when ya were trying to patch up Shelly." "Patch up Shelly? What, do you mean after she fell? You were never there." "...Fell?" Dandy frowned as he picked up a smaller box, a bit tinier than the one I was carrying. "She got hurt from another Toon." "Don't play. I precisely remember how she had fallen down the steps—" "I'm not!" Dandy cried. "I swear! I wouldn't lie to ya, Cocoa!" "So, you're saying the memories in my head are wrong?" I put the box down and stood facing him with a doubtful expression. "Maybe ya got amnesia or something from the shock. That really was disgusting, I don't blame ya." he said as he placed his box on top of mine. Dandy doesn't seem to be lying... is he really telling the truth? It's possible that something happened to my memories, but why would that have occurred? Unless someone was tampering with my head, then... "Why don't we tell each other everything we can remember from our own versions?" Dandy said. "Well, okay, I guess." I shrugged. "I'll go first." "Alrighty!" "I was walking down steps with Shelly in front of me. They were fairly steep, and I was worried if either of us were going to fall. Shelly concordantly fell, but not just anywhere. The side of her head went straight into the sharp edge of a wooden storage box, much like those ones." I gestured to the boxes we had just moved. "She tried to stand up but then fell into the box again in a slightly different spot. Then, she tried to stand up AGAIN and then fell in another spot too. All three times she hit the box it had created a cut in her head. After that, she passed out." I said. "Huh. Interesting. In my story, I had just woken up like the rest of the Easter Toons, and I followed a trail into an elevator, then pressed the button that the trail continued on to. Oh, and it was made of icky black goop. Then, I ended up on Sprout's Floor and saw Cosmo and the strawberry himself discussing how to heal Shelly. They let me help to fix her up with the bandage and all. You explained to me yourself that Bassie had scratched her across the eye." "It was Bassie's fault?" "Righty-o, bunny bro." It was beginning to make sense. The only person who could mess with memories was Vee, who's like a slave to Bassie. If Bassie was the one to injure Shelly, then she'd want the memory erased from all the people who were an eyewitness to the happenings. She wouldn't have known about Dandy being told, though, since she never in a million years would have thought Dandy would be bored enough on the day he arrived to go to Sprout's Floor, where he NEVER ventures. Thank goodness Dandy saw that trail and came up. If he hadn't, then I might still believe that fake memory! "I... I think you're correct, Dandy." I told him. "I think that what I remember is fake, not real, forged by another Toon." "Wait. REALLY? I'm actually RIGHT!?" Dandy's eyes lit up. "Golly! Now ya like me better, no?" "Uhm..." I stared at his hopeful smile. "Sure." "That didn't sound very certain at ALL, but yay anyways, hehe!" "So, uh, maybe I should confirm with Sprout and Cosmo... about the memories... to see if theirs... are also replaced... like mine." At every pause, the next part was accompanied by an awkward but fitting hand movement. "Oh, okay. I'm guessing I should leave, then." Dandy appeared to be ashamed. "Yeeeaaahh." I coughed. "Don't be so sad, though. If you hadn't been around, I wouldn't've known about those fake memories, so thanks." The shameful look on him lessened to an extent, hopefully because of what I said. We both parted to the different elevators on the floor, waving as we walked away from one another. I stepped off of the tiled floor and into the metallic gray floor of the elevator, then took my best guess at where those two would be and selected Sprout's Floor. The elevator moved for a little while, before it stopped at the lobby to pick some others up. +