"You're not... mad, or anything, are you?" Lip Gloss asks you, her grip on your body tightening. She's currently sat next to you, flush against you with her face near your chest. The fur of your legs brushes against hers due to your proximity, both cuddled up by a tall oak tree in the forest that's your home. You're not mad, just.. suprised. Lip Gloss, the monster hater? You wouldn't have imagined she hated monster objects before she met you.

"But I didn't hate them! I've never hated you, I've always loved being with you! And the worst part is..." She swallows. Ever since she became friends with you, a monster object from the wild, she had begun to question her actions. Her friends at school, Sunny, Laundry Basket and Brella, they all bully and hate monster objects, and she thought she did too, but... not all of them are bad, you've taught her that.

"The worst part is that I haven't changed since then! I'm still a part of that group! We still pick on monster objects-well, I don't, but my friends still do! And I feel like an awful person for just standing there, and letting it happen! I'm a toad-licking, mouse hearted coward." She squeezes her eyes shut as tears begin to form, pressing her face against your chest. She's an enabler, and that's just as bad as being a bully. "I haven't done anything because I'm scared of how my friends will react... I'm scared they'll hate me if I tell them to stop."