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Is this what it means to be happy? to be kind?

Summary:

shrimpo realizes shes trans type shit

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

Chapter 1: A feeling.

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Shrimpo woke up..another day. Its been..a year? Since the humans stopped showing up. Hes stopped counting. He slinks out of his room hoping not to be seen. He doesn't want to be talked to-

“Shrimpo!! hi!!”
arms wrapped around him as Goob pulled him into a hug. He hates hugs. He hates people. He pushes Goob off him and begins yelling at him to stop touching him

“GOD do you ever think about how fucking-”

Scraps cut him off. “Shrimpo. When will you lay off him? He's trying to be nice.” she hissed
“not like you would know about being nice..” she mumbled under her breath.
Shrimpo just stood there..he had always felt—weird, About her. Whatever.

“Tell him to keep his mangy paws off me and maybe I will!”

Scraps walked Goob to the kitchen talking to Sprout and Cosmo. To be honest, he didn't know why he hated everyone so much, why he hated everything so much. Everyday he would wake up and feel just..angry at everyone. He didn't know why.
He shuffled off to the lobby, he was scheduled for a run today. He hated runs.
He groaned as he saw who was in the run. Pebble, Yatta, Scraps, Vee, Rodger, Poppy, Sprout. He got into the elevator and stood in the corner.

“So, ready to survive more than ONE floor this time?” Vee laughed as she talked to him.

“Oh leave him alone!”

Poppy walked up to Vee and Vee very quickly stepped back. Because..water.

“She's..interesting. You alright?” she asked

“..yeah. Im fine.” he stared at the girl standing infront of him..something..felt. Right.
He couldnt place his finger on it but..he wants to BE like her..
(I do NOT wanna write the run so I’m not going to)
Shrimpo stepped off the elevator, he was tired. He turned around and waved to Poppy before walking to his room..he had a weird feeling in his chest.
He went and looked in a mirror..he hates mirrors..but as he looked at himself..thought about Poppy, he began to think it wasn’t the mirrors. It was him, he thought about Poppy, what he liked about her..her dress was cute, her..face was cute..she was cute..he wanted to be like that. He wants to be a girl.