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OF: Chapter 12Oi and I thought the Underwhere was dark Mr. L thought bitterly to himself, huffing as he crossed his arms over his chest in a vain attempt to keep himself warm. He stepped nimbly through the darkness, carefully avoiding the small patches of ice rooted to the floor.
The cave was dark. Much, much too dark for his liking. The only thing he could see was the ice, glimmering from a dim light (so weak he hardly dared to call it 'light') he couldn't quite locate the source of, and the thin wisps of fog his breath made in the cool air.
"This bites." Mr. L grumbled to himself. However, in that statement, Mr. L found himself thanking his lucky stars he hadn't been sentenced to an eternity in the Underwhere. When Jaydes had weighed his sins, of course in the few short weeks he'd been alive, he had done nothing but evil. However, upon closer inspection from the Queen, Mr. L had had no opportunity to be good. He had never known anything but a life of villainy. Nast
OF: I like this Game"This totally sucks." Livi mumbled under her breath, kicking at a discarded can of Shroom Shake as she shuffled along.
"Oh, come now, don't be such a pessimist " Dimentio said with a smile as he floated alongside her.
Livi shot a glare at him, deepening her frown. "You are seriously going to have to knock it off with that 'think-positive' crap."
"Why?" He teasingly wondered.
"It makes you look all OOC." Livi spat with venom in her voice.
" what?" Dimentio's smile fell as he raised an eyebrow, utterly confused.
Livi gave a heavy sigh, giving the can another good kick. "Out. Of. Character." She said clearly. "You're Dimentioyou're supposed to be sarcastic and cruel and sadistic, yet at the same time, lovable and charming. If I wanted that optimistic bright-and-shiny crap I would go talk to Peach."
Dimentio smiled. "So mysterious are the ways of the rambling fangirl "
"Shut up." Livi snapped, shoving her hands in her pockets. "I'm in a bad mood."
tJfaJ: Chapter 10Once again, the dining room went really quiet, really fast.
Everyone turned to look at Dimentio, who was staring at me with a rather stunned expression. I had never seen him like thathe looked absolutely horrified. His smile was complelty gone, his eyes widened in fear; I had to wonder what I had said that made him so scared, but for the life of me, I couldn't figure it out.
After what seemed like hours (it was really only a minute or two), Dimentio's gaze shifted to the others. He flashed a smile at the Count, laughing nervously, then he glared at me with that dark, scary look in his eyes and hissed, "What are you talking about?"
I shrugged. "That's just what my demon said I dunno what she meant by it, though "
"Yeah, one has to, uh, wonder " Nastasia said, putting her elbows on the table and resting her chin on her folded hands. She smiled slightly at Dimentio, looking at him over her glasses. " what do you think she could, um, mean by that?"
OF: Chapter 11Livi slumped up against one of the many black trees in the dense forest she found herself running through. She stood there a moment, gasping for breath. She always hated running like that, as she had never been in the best of physical conditions, but she simply couldn't risk Luigi catching up to her.
The fangirl glanced around to reassure herself that the others had given up chasing her. However, seeing nothing but endless forest in every direction she turned was not very reassuring. She had no idea where she was, or even from which direction she had just come.
"Craaaaaaap " Livi moaned. "This is gonna be tougher than I thought "
For a fleeting moment, Livi considered going back to find the others and give up this crazy little solo-mission. However, her thoughts returning to the vanishing jester, she quickly dismissed that, and took off running into the darkness yet again.
Finally, after running around for a while, the forest began to thin out a bit. Livi found herself in a c
tJfaJ: Chapter 9"Ah, Mimi welcome back "
I flinched when I heard the spine-tingling voice behind me. No, no, no I thought, trembling slightly. Dear Grambi, please no
A slender hand rested on my shoulder, the fingers simply being three long, black claws. I heard the high-pitched female voice again, louder, as the figure stooped down to whisper in my ear. "It's been quite a while since I've seen you here, hasn't it?"
I whipped around to face the figure, stumbling away from her chilling grip. With a gasp of surprise, I found my worst fears to be correctthere she was: my demon, alive and well.
She stood up to her full height, towering over me, grinning that jack-o-lantern smile. "What is the matter, dear girl? Are you frightened of me?"
I hesitantly nodded my head, trembling a bit.
"Good " She whispered, grinning madly. She suddenly stooped forward, and brushed her claws along my cheek. "You should be " she hissed in m
OF: Chapter 10Grabbing pulling hitting
Each touch felt like lightning sparks the long, ghastly fingers clawing at his body
Evil, dark Underhands pulling him down dragging him back down into that eternal darkness, from which there was no escaping
Laughter the doomed souls that haunted the River Twygz gleefully enjoying his misfortunate fate
The Underhands' chilling grip burned his flesh making him scream out in pain
But, he couldn't scream if he did, he would drown swallow heavy gulps of darkness rather than the air he so desperately needed
Not a soul in any world deserved this torture none deserved to be thrown to the Underhands
What had he done to deserve such a fate?
Dimentio snapped out of his daze, turning to face the child. Livi was knelt down on the ground, leaning over the River Twygz for a better view, yet her face, confused and worried, was turned
OF: Chapter 9"Why didn't you just tell her sooner?" Kamek asked again, worry drowning his eyes.
Luigi said nothing for some time, watching as the Magikoopa gently tended to his wounds. " I didn't want to hurt her." He said again.
Kamek let out a sharp breath, lifting his eyes to Luigi for a brief moment. "She didn't seem to have much trouble hurting you." He snapped.
"It isn't her fault." Luigi said tiredly. It had always been a quick reflex to defend the Fangirl. "She doesn't understandshe treats everything like a game. To her, it's just a matter of how many super 'shrooms it'll take me to be back on my feet."
"That's no excuse." Kamek said irritably, Luigi's exhausted rant reminding him to offer the hero another mushroom, which he gladly accepted. "I have no idea why she thinks she can treat us like this, just because she's a stupid Fangirl "
Luigi laughed shortly, smiling as he watched Kamek's magic work. "You're such a good nanny." He said.
Kamek immediately glanced up at the co
tJfaJ: Chapter 8I slowly lifted my head up to look at this new minion. The first thing that I noticed was I had to turn my head to nearly a ninety-degree angle to see him fully-not a good sign. The second thing I noticed was that he was clothed in all-black, and on top of that, he was huge, which is probably why I mistook him for a wall.
Despite his ridiculous muscular build, he had a very kind face. It was square-ish shaped, and off-white pale to match the skin of his exposed (again, ridiculous) arms. He smiled a large, lopsided, toothy grin at me through his scruffy red beard covering half his face.
"Oy, careful dere, Lass Are yeh a'right?" He asked, his voice very loud and gruff.
" omygosh " I said after a moment, my eyes going wide in fear.
Much to my relief, Count Bleck stepped out from behind the new minion to see me. "Ah, Mimi Impeccable timing as always "
I blushed when he said that. I had recently become known to interrupt things at the m
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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