Mary and Garry
Mary and Garry re-entered the brown area silently, neither in the mood to talk. They went into the southern-most door, to find a statue blocking the stairs. Garry moved the figure and the two pressed on.
The stairs were neon pink, and it made Mary sick to her stomach. The Sketchbook was where she had killed Garry….until he came back. It was were Ib trapped her and grew to hate her. It was also were their paintings were kept. Garry had locked the toy-box entrance ages ago, but Ib could most likely find a way around it and kill them. Mary heaved a sigh and pressed on. The duo entered to the first street of the sketchbook, but something was off.
Everything was a charcoal black. All the houses were scribbled out, so they couldn't enter any of them. There were figures hanging from red strings, and they all looked strikingly familiar to either Mary or Garry. The fake sun was replaced by a gray blob, giving the impression of solitude. Some words were scribbled into the charcoal. They're back, Time's running out, Save yourselves, Stop her, BURN . They were etched in various places.
"We should hurry." Garry decided, and he dragged his 'sister' towards the toy-box.
Ib groaned, feeling slightly woozy. The whole area was a dark black. That's weird. She thought. Wasn't I in the brown area…? Wait! GARRY!
Ib shot straight up. A pang of guilt surged through her as realization came. I attacked Mary….Garry stopped me….I've become Mary, and Mary's become me! Ib gripped her head in horror. This was wrong. All wrong! Mary was evil! Or…
Or was Ib the one who was evil?
Ib glanced around at her surroundings. There were dolls and mannequins all over, and child drawings on the floor. "I'm in the toy-box…." She breathed.
Ib sprang up and ran to the exit. She had to end this, once and for all!
But as she entered the hallway where Garry died (she couldn't help but cry a bit) she noticed a shining silver box. "His lighter…." Ib clasped her hand around the fire-maker. "Time to end this."
"Oh? Is it?"
Garry and Mary
Garry and Mary leaped into the dark box they had arrived to enter. The toy-box's key glimmered at Mary's foot as she landed. She calmly swooped it up as Garry dropped to the black floor. "Let's go."
The two made their way through the hallway, seeing a bright orange light at the end. "She's got a lighter!" Garry yelped, and they ran over.
Ib gasped at the voice, before running into the room…their room. Where Forgotten Portrait and Mary resided.
Garry and Mary quickly sprinted after Ib, to find…another Ib?
The Ib with the lighter, or the real Ib, was glaring at the fake one. "You….the gallery made you, didn't it?"
Fake Ib sneered. "This crazy place? Nah. I was developed by a sane person,to make sure you don't touch those paintings!"
Ib hissed angrily. "Don't get in my way. I know you're plans, and I'm going to stick with mine, because it's a better idea."
Fake Ib turned completely midnight black, with only its eyes and mouth bright white and visible. "You're just a shadow of what I thought I was." Ib finished.
Ib summoned a large quantity of giant thorny roses, encircling the Fake Ib. It hissed repulsively, while Ib marched up to Forgotten Portrait. "Nice try."
Mary gasped. No….Ib wouldn't…she liked Garry. This…this couldn't….
As Ib struck the match, Mary grabbed her own painting and held it in front of Garry's, so it was hers that burned. "NO!" Ib shrieked.
"MARY!" Garry sobbed, watching helplessly as Mary burned away. Flames licked the fringes of Mary's outfit, eating away at he body. She gave her brother a tearful smile, despite the flames that raged around her body. "Goodbye, Garry." She whispered, and dissolved into nothing.
Fake Ib shrieked in wrath. "NO! YOU IDIOT! YOU HATED HER!"
Ib smirked. "You're right." She said. "But I don't anymore."
Pulling out the pallet knife, Ib stabbed the fake, and Fake Ib dissolved into the shadows.
Chris and Ethan…no, Crystal and Gold
Crystal gasped as she glanced over Gold. "Oh Arceus…we forgot…and we-"
Gold shut her mouth. "Later." He sighed.
The two turned to Dimentia. "You….you brought us back."
Dimentia smiled. "Of course! It's not only Ib's job to watch out for you, as your guardian here, but also mine, as your senior."
"Crystal raised an eyebrow. "Ib?"
Dimentia nodded. "Eve's real name. She's a trusted friend who's now also yours, it seems."
Gold then added, "You're our senior?"
Dimentia pouted. "You don't recognize me?" The duo shook their heads. "Yellow? Straw Hat Gal?" she offered.
Crys gasped. "Senior Yellow!? You're…."
Yellow laughed. "No, I'm not a painting. But I am immortal. I suppose in simple terms, I'm the Greek goddess version of the Creation Trio. Goddess of Alternate Dimensions, all in all."
Yellow grinned. "I'm also Yellow though, so don't start bowing. It's awkward."
Crys blinked in shock. "B-but…"
Yellow cut her off. "You were banished here by someone who's well versed in my power, dimension magic. They….they obviously don't like me, or the Dex-holders. All the other Dex-holders were sent into other dimensions, like you, and with no recollection of who they really are. It's up to me and some of my associates to get you all back, and stop whoever did this."
Gold and Crystal glanced at each other sadly. "Oh."
Yellow grabbed their hands. "No time for moping, though! We gotta stop Garry from killing Ib."
Crys gasped as the two were dragged off to the Sketchbook. "What?
Yellow's face grew solemn. "There was a sacrifice."
Ib and Garry
"You…." Garry growled, furiously stumbling towards Ib. "You killed her!"
Ib turned pale. "G-Garry….please, let me explain!"
"EXPLAIN WHAT!? YOU KILLED HER! YOU'RE INSANE, SHE DID NOTHING WRONG! SHE WANTED TO HELP YOU ESCAPE, BUT YOU KILLED HER!" Garry screamed.
But Ib burst into giggles.
Garry turned bright red and raised his hand, threatening to strike. "Why you-"
"She's not dead."
Garry whipped around to see Yellow, Crystal, and Gold. Ib bowed down quickly. "Mistress!" she rose and joined Yellow's side. "I see Gold and Crys are back."
Garry blinked. "Huh?"
Yellow giggled and started to explain.
"Mary didn't die. She never would've, and neither will you, at least by this method. By burning her painting, Ib broke Mary's connection to this world, so Mary was thrown into another dimension by the force of the break. Like when you're tugging on a rope with someone, then they let go, so you go flying." Yellow paused for a second. "Hey, I like that analogy! Anyway, she's still alive, she still remembers who she is and you, and you will see her again." Garry breathed a sigh of relief before turning to Ib. "Did you know this?"
Ib nodded. "Mistress explained it to me. Only a little bit ago did it sink in that I can't really kill Mary, and now I know: there's no reason for me to hate her when my reason isn't true. You're alive, after all."
Garry grinned. "Yeah." He turned to Gold and Crystal. "So…what's up with you guys?"
Gold laughed sheepishly. "Weeell….our names are actually Gold and Crystal, not Ethan and Chris. It's complicated…." He turned to Yellow for help.
Yellow laughed. "It'll all make sense one day. But for now, we each still have journeys to complete. Ib…you know what to do…and Crys, Gold, we need to go."
Ib waved. "We'll see you guys later!"
Crys sheepishly waved, and Yellow pulled out a small device. "Dimension jumper." She explained, and a blue portal opened. "Bye." She called, the three Dex-holders jumped in, and the portal left.
Garry turned back to Ib. "So you have to burn my painting now?"
Ib nodded. "Don't worry, I'll see you again. Mary, too."
Ib stretched out her arm for a handshake, but Garry wrapped his arms around her. Ib bashfully returned the hug. "Hey...Garry?"
"Remember when I was kid? And you promised to get me macaroons?"
"Could we...figure out a way to do that...?"
Garry blinked. He hugged Ib tighter.
"Of course." Garry whispered. He let go. "Okay! Let's do this!"
Ib nodded and opened the lighter. "Ready?"
Ib set the painting on fire, and Garry was gone.
Ib silently trekked down the silent, black halls of the gallery. She approached the painting she had entered from. "This is it." Ib breathed. Fabricated World.
Ib took a deep breath, and hopped through.
Ib opened her eyes to find people bustling about. The room was perfect white, with art decorating all over. I'm back! She thought giddily. "So Mary and Garry escaped…" Ib smiled. She turned around, checking the clock. "Oh, shift's over."
Ib silently exited the hallway, to where her friends' paintings once stood, now replaced by one.
It showed three roses, one blue, one yellow, and one red. They all looked incredibly healthy, and there was a figure in the background, watering them, which turned out to be Mistress.
The titled read Lady in Gold, Watering Her Friendships
Ib thought the title was perfect.
She turned around, looking where Fabricated World was supposed to be. "Oh…my handkerchief!?" she gasped, seeing the trinket.
Ib ran over and picked it up, glancing at the painting. She gasped.
It showed her in the center, Garry and Mary to her left, Ethan and Chris to her right. Each held their rose, and the backdrop showed the whole demon gallery.
"I think I like this one best….the title? Art of Insanity."
Art of Insanity….can not only refer to the practice of being insane, but also the promise of art, and how it can evoke even the darkest of emotions, insanity. But it can also lead to joy, the best feeling in the world.
Something only those who have seen true art would understand.