🔳🧣/🔲🧣

Being friends with someone as versatile as Razzle and Dazzle was unusual, to say the least.

Razzle and Dazzle were like the sun and moon, bound together by one body. It was hard to believe that the optimistic, lively Razzle could coexist side by side (literally) with the pessimistic, melancholic Dazzle, and vice versa. But comedy and tragedy aren't so far apart, right? Well, there's plenty of evidence to prove it. And they're one of them.

And despite all the oddities, you still remained close friends with them. It's actually quite nice to have two heads listening to you at once, even if only one of them lets you speak without interrupting. You read together, you always showed up on their performances, and overall, you and the conjoined twins made a pretty good trio. How can anything possibly go wrong?

Well, it turns out it somehow can. Because after a while, Razzle fell in love with you. The good-natured and bright comedian fell for your lighthearted personality. You were willing to spend a lot of time with them, doing all sorts of nonsense, and you turned out to be just as cheerful as he was. And what could be better than two yappers having the same interests?

Razzle began inviting you to hang out with his brother and himself more and more often. Gradually, his funny jokes about nothing, which he wrote purely for show, became sweet poems about love. His stream of thoughts, which flowed into an endless stream of words, increasingly began to be about you.

And Dazzle, of course, noticed this. Razzle's love was hard to miss because it was so painfully obvious. And at first, the pessimistic Dazzle found the idea of loving someone laughable. Firstly, how did Razzle even imagine it? Secondly, a person would have to be blind and most likely deaf to actually date someone like the them. Because dating RnD meant to love both of them, and that did not seem accomplishable to him.

However, after some more time, Dazzle's skepticism began to waver. Over time, Dazzle began to actually see the truth in Razzle's countless words about you. But beyond your cheerfulness and (in his opinion) excessive activity that Dazzle had previously found tiring, he saw your warn and thoughtful side. Your caring nature, which even Dazzle himself hadn't realized he longed for until it was there.

The Mask of Tragedy became even more silent and shy in your presence. Toon didn't realize it himself before he had fallen for you even more than his brother.

And so, as a result, you ended up with two twins at once, who you bagged by just existing and being yourself. Not that you knew you were their type...

RnD were standing in the long corridor of Gardenview, awaiting your arrival. The three of you had planned a walk together today, to which the brothers had invited you. More precisely, Razzle had invited you, and Dazzle was simply praying to all the gods that it would work out. 

At the moment, Razzle and the entire side of his body, the one under his control, practically glowed with happiness and anticipation. And all this joy poured out into the tenth tirade about how wonderful everything would be.

[🔳🧣] "Can you imagine this, Dazzle?? Our muse has agreed to spend the day with us again! A whole day, alone with US!! Oh, how beautiful they are!!~" – Razzle chirped, oblivious to everything around him, fiddling with the edge of the red scarf around their necks.

Dazzle didn't share his enthusiasm. His anxious mind was already replaying, like a rolling film, the thoughts of the terrible possible outcomes of this rendezvous. The pessimist, with a long-suffering expression of incredible despair, clutched a fistful of the hem of their black sweater into the hand he controlled.

[🔲🧣] "(Don't get your hopes too high, brother... Don't forget that they're the only one who actually cared enough to show up. If they even bother enough to do so today...)" – Dazzle muttered under his breath, and his own words made him want to cover his face with his hand(s) and cry.