Baby and Ballora stood over by the shorter girl's locker together. The sixth-period bell had already rung signaling the end of school. They would have probably gotten the hell out already if they weren't waiting for someone. Well, three someones.

"Who are we waiting for again?"

"Blaine, Bobbie, and Easton. They're these three freshmen I usually walk home with"

"BABY!"

"BABY!"

"BABY!"

Speaking of the little demons. "Hey, guys. How's it going?" The Babs immediately started telling Baby all the interesting and boring parts of their Friday. It took them at least two minutes to notice the presence of someone else. Electrobab was the first to notice.

"Hey, wait, when did you get here?"

"Are you Baby's friend?"

"You're the new girl right?"

"What part of France are you from?

"How tall are you?"

"Are you a junior?"

"What's your name?"

Ballora blinked. Most likely trying to process the tidal wave of questions that just smacked her in the fucking face. "Uuuuh... I've been here the whole time, yes I'm her friend, I'm still slightly new here, I'm from Nantes, I'm five foot eleven, I'm a junior, and my name is Bailey but you can call me Ballora." She finished off, impressively interpreting what the Babs said with total accuracy despite the lightning speed they spoke at. Before they could hit her with their next round of questions Baby cut them off. "Alright guys, I don't think Bal is down for a FULL round of twenty questions. It'll make the Journey home much, much, MUCH longer." The Bidybabs sent the redhead a look of confusion. "Wait, is she coming with us?"

"Yep." She replied popping the 'p'. She picked up her backpack from where she threw it on the ground. "Now, let us leave this shithole in style."

"By style do you mean awkwardly shove through the crowds of people and try not to get trampled?" Electrobab questioned. "Yes, I do. Now let's get a fucking move on!" With that, the five of them set off into the sea of hormones, sweat, judgment, and ungodly amounts of AXE body spray. Ballora was the only one to not nearly get trampled due to her clear height advantage. She lead the way like a beacon of hope, parting the sea of assholes just enough to clear a slightly safe path to follow. It was kinda like trying to lead sheep through a pack of large squirrels on coke. The path was treacherous, but they managed to make it out with just a few flesh wounds. ...Okay, maybe that's a little overdramatic, but it was still a rather liberating feeling when they actually managed to get through the front door.

"Holy shit, that was worse than usual. Teenagers scare the living shit out me. Those fuckers could care less as long as someone'll bleed." Baby muttered as they cut through the baseball field. "Must be because it's Friday. The fifth day is always the most intense."

"Yeah, that's true."

"You should know this by now Circus." Bobbie shook her head. "Well, I don't really- ...Wait a second, what did you just call me?" Baby was used to hearing stupid nicknames from Lolbit but the Bidybabs didn't usually grace her with such bullshit. "I called you Circus." Bobbie repeated. "Why? That's so stupid."

"Because we've collectively agreed that you remind us of a clown."

"How?" Baby looked towards Ballora. "Do I remind you of clown?" The bluenette studied her for a moment. "Yeah... a little bit. Not in a bad way though." Baby frowned. "I still hate it."

"Would you prefer if we called you Circus Baby instead?"

"No, that's even worse."

The conversation ended up turning into accusing each other of looking like certain things. After that conversation string ran out of steam it somehow turned back into twenty questions. Baby wasn't sure how that happened but next thing she knew they were questioning Ballora again. Great questions like "Has Yenndo hit on you yet?" and "What's your natural hair color? Is it actually blue?" were uttered. It probably would have turned into a delightful round of thirty questions if the Bidybabs' house wasn't closer to school than Baby's. The Bidybabs departed with lighting speed in what was probably an attempt to catch the reruns of that stupid Fredbear & Friends show. An unfortunate blow to their team, but Ballora and Baby could continue their quest alone. The remainder of the walk was quiet aside from the occasional Smalltalk. There was also rather healthy amounts of them staring when they thought the other wasn't looking. However, things wouldn't stay quiet for long. Because things never stay quiet for more than five minutes. They had just reached the house when Ennard's truck screeched to a halt in the driveway. And for once he didn't bump into the garage door so that was a plus. He rolled down his window. "Hey, guys! When we leave do you wanna go in my truck?" Both girls answered simultaneously. "No." Ennard immediately went into pout mode. "Aw man, why not?"

"Because... it's a nice day outside, and walking is good exercise."

"Plus we don't wanna be in any vehicle you're driving. No offense Enn."

"You guys are total party poopers." Ennard frowned.

"Not really bro. We just enjoy living too much to take any part in that." Baby said while unlocking the front door. Just like last time, as soon as she opened the door Ennard went in fast a fuck, leaving Baby to let out a sigh and hold the door open for the bluenette.

"Thank you, Baby~"

"No problem Bal." Baby watched the taller girl walk inside. There was something strangely hypnotizing about the way she walked. Was it weird to think that?

"You can just set your stuff in my room. That way if my parents come home early they won't get all weird and grabby with it." Ballora let out a light laugh. "Alright, lead the way."

Ballora followed the shorter girl upstairs to her room. She pushed open the door, revealing her room which was slightly messy. There were a few shirts and crumpled up pieces of paper strewn across the floor, and a guitar alongside a few notebooks that were sitting haphazardly on the half-made bed.

"Sorry, it looks like a tornado came through here and called this place its bitch."

Ballora laughed again. Baby realized she really kind of liked the way her laugh sounded. Was that weird??

"It's fine, mine's worse."

Both girls set their stuff down and headed back downstairs, where they were immediately jumpscared by Ennard. He popped up behind them and grabbed their shoulders.

"ARE YOU GIRLS READY TO GO NOW? ARE YOU READY TO GO CRAZY??"

Baby removed her brother's death grip from her shoulder after she made sure her heart was still beating. "Oh, definitely. I'm already hearing voices." Ennard grinned. "WHAT ABOUT YOU BALLORA??" The French girl also removed the boy's death grip. "I'm feeling crazy enough to rip out someone's organs and wear their skin as a disguise right about now." Ennard's grin got bigger. "THAT'S THE SPIRIT. LET'S GET A MOVE ON!" He then proceeded to fly out the door like a maniac. Or that Mari kid when someone takes their earbuds.

The two girls followed him outside. Once they caught up with Ennard, they started making their way. It was a lot of mindless chatter until they actually reached downtown. That's when Ennard decided to say something. Just like he always does.

"Hey, I have a great idea! Let's hold hands!"

"Let's not do that."

"Aw, c'mon don't be a party pooper!" Ennard frowned. "I have no problem with holding your hand." Ballora shrugged, grabbing the shorter girl's hand, causing her to blush. Ennard grinned

"Yeah, that's the spirit!" He grabbed his sister's other hand, effectively dragging the three of them along.

As Ennard dragged them around, Baby started to notice more things she liked about Ballora. She liked how she would tilt her head to the side when she asked a question, the way she would cover mouth when she laughed, how she'd bite her lip when she was thinking about something, and how when they were holding hands she'd thoughtlessly swing her arms back and forth. Was that weird???

As they approached the peak of their journey, they started to get excited. Okay, correction, Ennard got excited. He ditched them and ran through the sliding glass doors into Fazmart. The two girls followed him into Fazmart at a more normal pace, their hands still entwined.

"Where do you think he went?"

"Probably straight to the bread."

They went to check, and lo and behold, Ennard was running up and down the bread aisle. He ran up to them once he noticed their presence. "Hey, guys! I found the perfect loaf! And I see you're still holding hands~"

Both girls blushed, Baby let go of Ballora's hand. "No, we're not."

"Yeah, okay, I believe you. Now, do you guys want to help me pick out the butter? What kind should we get?" Baby shrugged. "I dunno Enn." She picked up a random container of butter and read the label. "Why don't you get... this, uh... exotic butter." (I'm so sorry) She tossed the butter at her brother who caught it. "That's perfect!" He ran off to the self-checkout like a giddy child.

After they paid and left to start heading back, it started to rain. By the time they reached the house it was coming down pretty hard. Baby slammed the door shut.

"Well, it got shitty outside real fast." She looked towards Ballora. "Probably better to stay here until it clears up, eh?"