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“The next contestant to leave Clash 2 Be Champion is… Mirror!”
“W-What?!” Yearbook exclaims. She stands up.
Mirror sighs. She should’ve seen this coming. She’d stare at Service Bell, her anger building up. Taking a deep breath, she’d look at Yearbook, who is still in disbelief.
“I-I…” Mirror begins. She needs to tell her. “There’s…” The words are at the tip of her tongue.
“Y-Yeah?”
“Yearbook…” Mirror begins. “...nevermind.” She sighs, walking up to Vasey, who hands her the parachute. “I’ll be rooting for you, Yearbook.” She forces a smile.
“NOO!” Caramel Apple runs up to Mirror before Yearbook is able to respond. “Why do all my friends always have to go!” He sobs on the ground.
Fireball walks up to the two, forcing Caramel Apple to stand up.
Mirror smiles at the two. “I hope you work things out with Pound.” She says to Fireball.
“Thank you…” Fireball smiles.
“The Trinamic Trio, broken up again!’ Caramel Apple continues to sob.
Mirror sighs, walking up to the edge of the building, still trying not to lash out at Service Bell.
“And with that, we reach our final 8! Who will leave next? Find out next time on Clash 2 Be Champion!”
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Mirror sits down at the bus stop, sighing. She sees Service Bell trying to "comfort" Yearbook in the distance. She thinks about walking over there, and just telling the truth.
She stands up, but then hears a hissing sound from the bus stopping.
Hesitantly, she walks back to the bus doors, getting on as they open.