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"Utterly perfect, isn't it? Whaddya think, Astro?"
Poor Astro could only stare at the crippled abomination in front of him, the barely breathing body of Boxten. He hasn't been seen since.

People are going missing in Gardenview. Only I know. Only will I have made it out alive as far as I'm aware.

If I'm truly dead someday, may I pray for someone to find this book. May I pray for him to fall to the mercy of the very creatures he has created. May I pray he doesn't see this. May I pray that Dandy doesn't find this. May I pray that they don't hear me. May I pray for a prayer, a praise from the highest. May I pray this enigma works in my favor. May I pray for the chance to survive. May I pray.

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"So, basically, he's just holding your duster ransom?"

"Exactly! It's mine and he knows this! And now he's charging 150 tapes for it?? Why?"

Tisha wasn't used to being stressed. She was always fine. Always clean, always collected, always cleaning. But this, this was different. Dandy, that whining smug piece of shit was holding her feather duster ransom.

"You know, I ought'a knock some sense-"

"Lav, we talked about this! No unnecessary violence!"

"This is the perfect time for violence!"

"Girls, please, calm down! I know you're worried, but I'll be fi-"

"Ayayayayay, that is where I stop you. Look at yourself. You're dirty. You're an anxious mess. When has that ever happened?"

"She's not wrong, Default. You're not 'fine', you're terrible."

"Ok, fine, whatever you say. Anyways, back to the matter at hand, how do we get my feather duster back?"

"We should steal it!"

"Lavender, that is petty theft."

"Well, he did it first! You can sue him!"

"We are in an abandoned children's center. Why would there be an entire court here."

"Fair point."

"How about we buy it back?"

"That's a hundred fifty tapes, Vintage."

"I know, but maybe we could do some job or something? Maybe like Caramel Drizzle Cosmo and Salted Caramel Sprout's bakery!"

"So we're just going to charge for cleaning??"

"Exactly."

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Dear diary...

Recently, the Tishas have been charging for cleaning, which is pretty silly but I don't mind. They don't charge much anyways.

Recently, I saw them check Rodger's room with Default Shrimpo, and now Vintage Tisha is in the infirmary. I think her eyes were bleeding. They didn't clean Rodger's room.

Default and Lavender Maid Tisha look kinda scared now. I'm not sure what happened, I think I'm going to ask them later. Hopefully everything is okay.

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It'd been a nice week, they already had 80 tapes! Halfway to 150. Their next customer was Toodles! The kiddo was nice enough.

"Hi, Ms. Tisha!"

"Hey kiddo. Do you want your room cleaned next?"

"Actually, I wanted to ask for something else. Can you clean Rodger's room? Or at least see if he's okay? He's been in his room for a long time now..."

Isn't that something? Rodger? He's always snooping around everywhere. It is true, though. The other Rodgers, and the Glistens hadn't been around him for a while now as far as just about everyone has seen.

"Sure kiddo, we'll check him out next. Do you have the tapes?"

"Here, Ms. Tisha. I think I have enough. Teagan gave them to me."

The kid handed me the tapes, and it was just enough.

"She's nice, isn't she?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna go to her party later! If you see me later, can you pretty please tell me if Rodger's okay?"

"We will, okay? Now we gotta go clean his place. Run along now, have some fun."

The kid ran off. Nice to see that the kids are still having fun. It's been far too long since a human came here.

"Bye, Ms. Tisha!"

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I went to the wiki rq to get a bit of info and came bsck

thw website reloaded and it deleted the whole thing it was like double the length of the longest chapter so far

i have lost motivation i need a bit to regain it sorry chat I feel violent