BFDI: Golf Ball And The Yoyle Humans 3

Something in common

“Are you comin?” David asked her.

“Yes,” Ball said. She scampered over, and then followed him to the front door, where she placed the stone down and began to put her backpack on.

“You really think that stone has my soul in it?” He asked her calmly.

“I do. Diggs does not talk to us to trick us! I wish you would see that,” Ball said more sternly. David rolled his eyes.

“Don't be so naive. You can't believe everything people tell you. That's how people take advantage of you,” David said as he crossed his arms and leaned back and forth.

“Just take your soul back and stop arguing,” Ball said. She had placed the stone back on top of her head, and put her bag back on her back.

“I need a moment,” David walked off the porch and began to mumble and pace around the dirt mounds.

I hope I am not being tricked. It would make me seem really dumb.
She looked up best she could in association with the stone.
Are you even in there?

Ball jumped up almost like something burned her.

What the curse word was that!?

I still can't remember what that word was.

Oh no. David?

You hear me! Ah! Oh my god, you hear me! You hear me! I'VE BEEN DISEMBODIED!

Well, I do not mean to alarm you, but, not anymore.

… Ball...what do you mean?

Do anything.

David’s soul lifted Ball's leg. (Which is one of the strangest sentences I've ever written.)

Oh. Oh, oh no. This is not right. Way to close for comfort. We're in the same body! How do I get out!?

Do you think I would know?

Right. Uh, man you're short.

David tried looking around.

We should go get Diggs. I don't know how to get myself back to normal now.

David walked back into the house slowly while using Ball's body.

This is unnerving.

You know what's more unnerving? not having arms. I feel like I'm gonna fall on my face and not know how to get up.

It is much simpler than it looks, but sometimes I make myself look helpless when I fall so that I will get affectionate attention.

Oh.

I did not mean to think that.

...I need to get out of here.

Why are you not panicking as much as you were in the tunnel? This is a much smaller space than before.

Uh, I'm not really sure. Maybe that was a thing that had to do with my body? I guess since it was a phobia, it was just in my head, but...i'm not in my head anymore. Is there anything you think I should be concerned about in here?

People, Judgement, Johnson, the lab,

Is it really that bad?

It is a stressful part of my day that you never witness.