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Wifies received a message from Squiddo earlier asking if he would like to do something fun. Now, when he thought of fun, he thought of frolicking in flower fields and admiring the sun. Not investigating activity inside a big base—it looked more like a big escape room. All with Squiddo. Wifies didn’t know the layout, and he had no idea how Squiddo even got her hands on any of the spy equipment.
‘I’m not even scared of this. The bedrock walls are just ominous.’ Wifies comforted himself as he placed bugs around the area. Squiddo waved her sensor around the area.
> ...Creator.
> Clone.
“Wifies, who is speaking.”
“Um,” Wifies replied.
“Boo,” a familiar voice sounded in Wifies ear, breath cold. It sounded just like his own voice.
Wifies bit back a scream as something freezing touched his shoulder, and he immediately bolted, blurred vision showing a distorted version of him and Squiddo. Wifies could hear Squiddo freaking out in the back as she shouted as well, following after him.
“Wifies?! Help!”
Wifies glanced back. In his harrowing vision, Squiddo was held up by a version of her in a lab coat, humoungus blade threatening close.
“Wifies! Why does my lookalike have a machete??” Squiddo yelled, voice trailing into confusion near the end as Evil Squiddo’s blade inched dangerously close to Squiddo’s face.
Wifies sprinted with all his energy to Evil Squiddo, roughly pulling Squiddo from the other’s grasp as Evil Squiddo tried proceeding. Squiddo kicked up—the catalyst to freeing herself—before Wifies pushed Squiddo to boost her away.
“Just get out, we’ll come back later!”
The two scrambled like a fleek of mice, toppling over lab and hardware equipment to the exit.
Wifies got two steps in at the corner as Squiddo finally reached the exit before a hand gripped onto the back of his sweater like one would hold a cat by its scruff.
“Is this really a clone of mines? How pathetic.” Wifies flinched away as Evilfies’ face inched closer to inspect him. In Wifies’ peripheral, he could see his own head in the corner of the room, making him pale further.
“Hop off!” Squiddo lugged a whole fire extinguisher—where did she even get that?—at Evilfies’ head. Evilfies dodged backwards, grip still harsh on Wifies before Squiddo lunged. Using both of her hand strength, she roughly lifted the extenguisher and aimed it at Evilfies’ forehead as he cried in retaliation. Wifies’ eyes widened as he fell from the other’s grasp and into a familiar Squiddo’s arms before Squiddo zoomed outta there.
“Wifies, heh. I got you.” Squiddo charismatically smirked as a screwdriver flew past her head, courtesy of Squiddo’s own counterpart.
“Huh?” Wifies’ voice turned amused and slightly amazed. “That was so.. Was that all for the sake of clipping?”
“Well… Nooo..? That’s just my normal self.” Squiddo coughed.
She ran out and jumped off the platform that was connected to the building, securing Wifies in her arms as various lab tools were thrown at them.
They even left some of their spy gear in there. Let’s hope that their alternate selves don’t kill them if they find it.. After all, Wifies and Squiddo did not just go through an encounter with their alternate selves—Wifies’ very own creator and Squiddo’s clone—just for the video reception to be bad.
“I really hope that’s enough footage, Squiddo.”
“I have even more planned, Wifies, don’t even worry!”
Wifies sighed.