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All of the characters written in my posts are aged up.

Therian Picrew!!

Ruby: Oh! I'll get it!

She opens the door

Helvetica, waves awkwardly: Hi...?

Ruby: Come in!

She brings Helvetica inside

Ruby: Sorry about that, you must be freezing.

Helvetica: Me? No, I love the rain!

Ruby: Me too!

Frank and Len walk in when Frank notices Helvetica, stopping Len dead in his tracks

Frank: Oh... It's *you*.

Len, gasps loudly: Helvetica?!

Helvetica: Frank! Len! You guys got... Wow... So separated!

Len: It's nice to see you too, Helvy!

Frank: Hold on. You can't just let her back in here, Ruby. She's dangerous!

Ruby: Dangerous how, Frank?

Frank: She... Gah! I don't know! She's the daughter of Dr. Frankenstein?! The guy that made Len and I’s dad!?

Ruby: Oh, right! I remember now! You and Len told me all about her!

Frank, crossing his arms: Yeah. And I'd like her to leave.

Ruby: But she just got here!

Frank:

Ruby: 🥺

Frank: sigh

Frank: Alright. Just for making that face, Ruby, she can stay.

Ruby: Hooray!

Skull Boy: Did somebody say "Dr. Frankenstein"?

Frank: It's about time you popped in, Skull Boy. Yes, as a matter of fact, I did. Meet... Helvetica.

Helvetica: Hi!

Skull Boy: Oh wow! The daughter of the Dr. Victor Frankenstein is standing right here in our house!!

Frank: Don't lose your Skull, Boy.

Everyone: ...

Frank: What? Am I not allowed to be funny anymore or something?

Skull Boy: You know, Helvetica... I've always thought I could be related to your dad. I mean, I am a scientist after all!

Skull Boy: So do you think it's possible?

Frank: Just do us all a favor and ignore him, Helvetica. That's what I try to do.

Skull Boy: Hey! I just wanted to ask a question!

Frank:

Skull Boy: 🥺

Frank: Yeah, no. Don't make that face.

Skull Boy: But... But...!

Peaches: No.

Cartman: So then why call him your little brother?

Peaches: Well... Truthfully I felt bad for him. I mean... Can you imagine how horrible it must be to live with such shitty parents?

Cartman: ...

Cartman: No.

Peaches: So I kind of just thought about adopting him. Not like actual adoption, I'd need a paper for that I think. But it just makes me feel good, you know? Thinking that Butters trusts me enough to accept his role as being my little brother.

Cartman: You know when he first met you he liked you, right? Like, liked you?

Peaches: Butters likes everyone. Your point?

Cartman: No, no. I meant like -- Romantically or some shit.

Peaches: He did?

Cartman: Yeah, you didn't know?

Peaches: No, honestly, I didn't.

Cartman: He confessed to me a few days after he got to know you. Telling me all about how you made him feel safe and protected.

Peaches: Aw, that's really cute!

Cartman: But he decided not to act on it because he assumed you wouldn't feel the same way.

Peaches: No wonder he seemed so nervous around me back then.

Cartman: Well... You two aren't related, right? You could totally--

Cartman: What is it, Butters?

Butters: I steal the sauce packets when I'm at the Chinese restaurants.

Cartman:

Peaches: I hate Kenny! He's dirt beneath my boot! He's just going to be useless to society when he grows up anyway. Probably the stupid washed up stoner type... 💢

Peaches now, laying in bed with Kenny sleeping peacefully beside her

This persons video is so relatable to me because I was the exact same way when I was a kid.

Even all the way back to elementary school I remember wanting to be noticed and have attention given to me, particularly by the boys. My relationship with girls growing up was completely different because I felt like none of them really liked me for whatever reason so I kind of became a bit misogynistic. Which isn't really fair to the other girls because I feel like it was all in my head and I never truly got a chance to know them as well as I should have... I'm not saying that I didn't have girl friendships because I did I'm just saying that they were scarce.

For a lot of girls, we all felt the need to pretend to outshine the others and be different by hating the color pink and not associating with typical feminine or girly things. Which we now know to be not very uplifting for the modern day woman 😅

I now fully embrace being in love with the color pink instead of fearing that it will put me back in that box of being a "Not Like Other Girls" girl.

Also, my body. I never had to cover up for anyone, I only do it still because I'm insecure in how my body looks... I feel like this is slightly unrelated to how I felt when I was younger because I'm talking about myself now but I don't care. For example, I'll see a dress that I think is cute but my insecurity tells me that I'm too fat and unattractive to wear anything like that publicly.

I don't know how to say it without sounding like I'm sexualizing myself (which I don't think is necessarily a bad thing but I feel like the way I'm about to describe it might come off as a bad thing?)

I love my boobs. And my thighs. But that's really just it. I don't think I like anything else about myself body wise.

I like my eyes, I guess? They're a nice color. My hair is very pretty.

Kyle: Aw, is someone feeling butterflies already?~

Harper: What? No. He's literally outside my house right now. Stalking me.

Cut to Hellpark au Pip outside of Harper's bedroom window and waving "Hi!"