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Twila couldn't help but smile.
"Such a sad way to go. Should've called the Pillow Hotline before deciding to end it all. But at least it's in Pillow Heaven!"
Then she started talking very seriously.
"Alright the funeral should be today. I'll bring the flowers you order the food. Mrs. Pillow, the Now Late Mr. Pillow's wife will be making a speech about her late husband right before everything is served. And make sure we don't invite Ms. Lampshade, she was Mr. Pillow's Ex. Doesn't really get along with the Mrs."

Twila somehow managed to keep a straight face during Chance's speech.
She turned around and glared at all the pillows too.
"May this be a warning to you all. Don't end up like this!"
She held up the destroyed pillow and turned around showing it to all of the other pillows.
Suddenly Twila burst out laughing and fell back on her bed.
"My god we are so weird!!"
It was hard to talk between her laughs but Twila was enjoying herself and actually having fun.

Twila tried to speak but it was hard because she was laughing too much.
It felt like she hadn't been able to just relax and have fun for a long time.
"We better keep them informed! I don't know how many Pillow funerals I'd be able to plan!"

((Thank you for liking our randomness Seth xD))

Chance continued to laugh but then started getting the rest of the cotton out of her hair.
"There would be cotton everywhere if they all never listened to the pillow hotline!"
She was now struggling with her messed up hair. Chance usually always never cared for it and let it grow on its own but now it became a problem with things like tangles and such. She gave up leaving her hair alone, but her hair was worse than before. She then kicked a pillow near the 'passed away' pillow.
"Wake!! Go see Mr.Pillow before he gets taken away! And do so while I attempt to fix my hair again!"

Jake slowed to a stop and got out of the truck, closing the door. He went to the bed of the truck and popped down the tailgate. Several different types of guns were laying there, gleaming in the moonlight. She grabbed a few small handguns, and a few gerenades. He looked at the small load of stun guns he was given and grabbed two of those. He walked around to the passenager side of the truck, and opened the door. He kicked off his black boots and pulled on white sneakers. He pulled off his black shirt and put on a long white sleeved shirt. He ruffled his hair slightly and put on a black baseball cap, and pulled it low so that his eyes were shaded. He hid the guns over his body, before closing the truck door, and looking through the trees to the still destoried school.

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MEANWHILE
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Laurn paced along her room, her thoughts traveling around her, thinking of her Organization, the children, Jake, Scorpio, the school and lastly, Red. That sparked a rather different curiousity. She hadn't seen Red in a while. She left her room and walked down the hall, into the elevator.

She came to his floor, and quickly stepped up to his door. He had his own room, but it was rather small. Only enough room to have a bed and a makeshift desk. She knocked politely, even though she could just barge in at anytime she wanted to.

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BACK TO JAKE
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Jake snuck onto the campus. He couldn't help but feel paranoid, but the few groups of Morphs he passed, he could hear them talking. Talking about him, Chance, deaths, and parents. One girl was sobbing about her father who was an Eraser. Jake winced slightly, still hearing her crying in his head as he saw the building where Twila's room was located. He spotted her window easily, and sighed. Now, how to get in without being a distraction or getting noticed, and not getting mauled by Twila and possibly Chance and maybe even Seth.

Red was laying on his bed, feeling out of sorts. He was captured, his men prisoners, and in the middle of some place unknown to him. The depression was gripping him strongly, when he lifted his hand an just looked at the back of it, as it blotted out the little light from the single fixture in his ceiling.

A knocking on his door broke him out of his reverie. "Enter." It was one of the few formalities he was permitted, even though if he said no they could still enter anyway. He sat up on his bed, waiting for the person to enter into the room, whoever it was this time.

Chance was afraid to even look in the mirror, but once she did she was speechless.
"You seriously changed me Twila, you changed how I looked so much...it scares me."
But inside she actually did like how her hair came out and the blue shading.
"Did I match with blue?! I mean like everything you got on me is a sparkly blue!"
She then looked at her nails, not so..violent looking. At least she did them now and not last night or else the pillow would have been sparkly. But after all of the the make up and wondering she smiled at Twila.