CNKNA: A Deadly Koneko (Boris x Morticia)
Authors Note~
These different paths that Morticia takes for love will ALL be in first person. It was getting kind of annoying writing in third person, but I didn't want to switch it in the middle of the story, so these will be just Morticia's P.O.V. with the occasional switch. Enjoy!
I finally get to start my game! I should change before going out and seeing Peter and Vivaldi. From what Nightmare said, they won't remember me. I guess I should wear some loose pants and a girly blouse? Wait, do I even have those here? No, I didn't pack any for camping and I haven't made any since I got here, which was like, technically, three or four days ago? I guess I should look through the closet, it is where I put all of my stuff.
I pass the window on my way to the closet, something caught my attention. The lack of pink. April Season must be over since Alice left, it was her April Season and not mine. Whatever.
Hmm. Five pairs of jeans, three pairs of shorts (not including the ones I'm wearing), six tank tops, two sweaters, three t-shirts. I suppose jeans and a t-shirt would be the best to meet them, again, in. It's the most modest without me over heating. Okay, so do I want to cover me boots or show them? I'll cover. For the t-shirt, do I want white with black and purple butterflies, navy with small, white blossoms, or black with the Virgo Gemini symbol printed in yellow? I am partial to black, and with the slight flare of my boot-cut jeans it would be quite flattering.
So I changed and put my hair into a high ponytail, I like it that way but it's a bitch to do. Satisfied with how I looked, I went to look for the main entrance.
"Hey! Who are-" Peter yelled at me but stopped when I turned around to face him. "Morticia! My darling!"
He then went to tackle hug me but I dodged, that would hurt. He got up and straightened his glasses with a grin.
"Hello, Morticia! I was looking for you!" He said with excitement. Wow, Alice isn't gone for even an hour and he's already looking for me. "I wanted to see you my love! For you are my little dove."
"Aw, Peter, that's so sweet!" I hugged him, much to his delight and surprise. "But I'm hardly a dove or your love. I am simply your friend and you are simply my White Rabbit."
"Al-alright. It is good to see you so happy. Is it because you saw me?" His ears were so perked up, I want to pet them so badly.
"Partly." I can't stop staring at his ears, oh, he just noticed me staring. "Would you mind if I pet them? I won't tug on them, but they look so soft and adorable."
"Certainly, my love! My ears are softer than a lady's glove!" He knelt in front of me, it put his ears at such a good height for petting, but I don't think that he would want a servant to interrupt.
"Let's go to you office, that way you can turn into a rabbit and sit in my lap." His ears perked at the suggestion and jumped up to lead the way.
"I like the idea, private time with you without interference!" He was skipping and it was so cute, he made me think of that senior from that host club anime, only he was tall and had actual rabbit ears. "Here we are, my office was not far."
"I'll sit and you change." I sat down and a puff of smoke replaced Peter, then it cleared to show the cute white rabbit that I had followed to Wonderland. "You look so cute! Come here so I can hug you!"
He had the cutest little expression on his face as he jumped into my lap. I started to pet his ears gently, they were as soft as a feather, and held him to me as I hummed a little tune. In no time at all he was doing some sort of thumping pur. So very adorable was the sound he was making, wait, that sounded like Yoda, my brain has been fried from the cute.
"White! Are you-" Vivaldi's voice was heard as she opened the door. "Who might you be?"
"I am Morticia Olivia Butler. It is a pleasure to meet you, your Majesty." My voice held respect and affection, she had been my adoptive mother since I met, before Alice left anyways.
"We are Vivaldi, the Queen of Hearts." She then turned he eyes to the rabbit sitting in my lap. "Why did you not let us see her, White? Are you trying to vex us?"
"I'm sorry, Vivaldi, but I wanted to pet his ears so I suggested that we come here. He was going to show me around after this though." I used a sweet, but not overly sugary, voice and words to get her on my side. The look in her eyes said that she just wanted to hug me to death but would do no such thing with anybody else around. "I'm sorry I kept him from fulfilling his duties, I didn't know he was needed."
"It is alright, Morticia. We will let him off with a warning this time, but you must join us for tea now." She ordered.
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Ten minutes later we were sitting at a table in the garden, well . . . Peter was standing but I guess that's part of his job. I took a sip of the tea. It's . . . weak and not that sweet. The sugar that I used tastes . . . off. Oh, hell. Is it poisoned?
. . . My stomach is starting to ache and I'm getting light-headed. Oh, not a neurotoxin, maybe it's a blood thinner that is fast acting. I can already feel my heart rate speeding up.
"Vivaldi, could you not use the sugar? I think it's poisoned." At this they both started to panic, they saw me put two spoonfuls of sugar in my tea. "Don't worry, I have a fair idea of what it is, I just need you to get me some things and quickly."
"Anything!" Peter exclaimed. I listed off what I needed before he ran off to find them.
"Vivaldi, could you take me to the kitchen? I need to be there to fix the remedy, but I need a guard to carry me so the poison doesn't spread faster." She nodded and quickly had a guard carry me to the kitchen where I was set down. "I need a mortar and pestle, a sifter, a medium bowl, a knife, and a jug of water."
The servants quickly gave me what I needed, and not a moment later Peter came in carrying the ingredients. I quickly cut, ground and mixed it all before eating it and drinking half the jug of water.
"Can-can you take me to my room? I'm going to have a fever for a while and I'll probably throw up all the toxins in my blood." Shit, I slurred that more than I should have. This is working too fast, I need to lay down before I pass out.
I could barely feel myself being carried and placed on a bed. It felt so hot. There was noise in the background, I couldn't tell what it was. Oh, God, it feels so hot. I need, I need . . . something. This isn't good.
I think I see my mother. When she gets close I hug her and cry to her about how hot it is. I feel like when I was younger and had pneumonia, right before my siblings were killed in that car "accident" by my uncle.
I also see a man with white hair and rabbit ears. He holds me and comforts me, sometimes he sings to me. I can hear panic in his voice when he talks to some other person that wears white, and sometimes I can feel it when he holds me, almost like I might disappear at any moment.
I can tell that he loves me, in some way, and it's very deep. The woman, who I can tell isn't my mother, also loves me deeply. I feel calmer when I can tell that they're with me.
But it feels like a fire has been lit inside my body. It's been so long since I was poisoned, my immunity must have gone down.
Vivaldi POV
She's not getting any better. It's been fifteen time changes already. We love already, like a daughter. It worries us greatly. We, along with White, went through every servant in the castle and killed all that we found to be traitors.
It's not making her better though. It saddens us that she cries to us about how hot it is, but it made us so happy when she said "Mother".