It was a slightly early morning hour at the Scarlet Devil Mansion. The Scarlet Devil herself was still asleep, waiting for night, while her little sister was just starting to rise. Being so secluded from sunlight, Flandre had lost track of time outside, therefore woke up at a different time than her sister.
Yesterday had been a fun day with Koishi. They talked long into the night about their lives and how they lived.
"You live in here, and never come out?" The young satori had asked.
"Yup," came the short, simple response.
Flandre was just wiping the sleep out of her eyes, and then leaned back on the bed's backboard to stretch. While stretching, she flicked open an eye to look at the slightly damaged ceiling. However, she instead saw a familiar face.
"Good morning!" Koishi smiled at Flandre. Flandre grunted and gave her a look of "are you kidding me?". Yawning, she pulled off the covers of the bed and hopped barefoot onto the cold floor of the basement.
"Do you have any idea how much of a pain it is to wake up this early?" Flandre shook her wings and stretched a little more.
"Oh, I forgot. You vampires sleep 'till night. Whoops." Koishi took off her hat and covered her face with it in embarrassment. "Messed up bad, didn't I?"
"This vampire doesn't," the 'dirty little secret' of the Scarlet Devil Mansion started twirling her ponytail, grinning, and purposely baring her fangs. "It's been so long since I've seen daylight, I can't tell morning from night. Well, I kinda can, 'cuz Remi's usually up at night, but it probably doesn't help that she likes to sometimes walk around at day, so…" She scratched her head. Suddenly, the door flew open. A certain time-stopper walked in, carrying two trays of food. The two shorter girls gathered around the rusty metal table that hadn't been cleaned in quite easily over a few hundred years; it still had marks from misplaced fork and knife stabs, and plenty of spatters of various foods.
"This is for mistress Flandre," she said as she sat down a piece of meat. "And this is for you, Koishi Komeiji." A plate with some sea food along with a bit of vegetables was sat down. Both girls nodded in thanks right before the perfect maid performed her 'disappearing act'.
"What's that?" Flandre pointed at the salmon.
"It's a fishy!" Koishi replied. She then picked it up by the head, putting her fingers dangerously close to the eyes. "They live in the ocean, which is like a lot of water in a giant pond! They swim around like this!" Placing her other hand on the fish's tail, she started moving the fish horizontally, moving its tail from side to side.
"What the hell are you doing?" The basement girl stared blankly at the guest from Old Hell. Her sister always told her it was disrespectful to play with food and quite a waste too.
"Eating it!" The young satori had stuffed the fish in her mouth. "It's gowd!"
"You shouldn't talk with your mouth full, you know," Flandre looked disgusted. "It's gross."
"Oops. Sorry!"
"It's okay," Flandre started to cut up her meat. She then looked up at Koishi. It seemed she had missed the fact that Koishi was also still in her pajamas. The' wanderer' of the two wore a pale green tank top and shorts, both laced with black, yet she still wore that trademark black hat.
"Hey Flan," Koishi had already used that nickname. "Where's a place you'd like to go the most in the world?" Flandre finished chewing the piece of meat before answering the question.
"Outside," she answered immediately. "I'd like to see it again…"
"Who would you go with?"
"Well, I'd have to go with Sakuya or China… but maybe… maybe I'd try and get Remi to go…" Koishi suddenly looked offended.
"And why not me?" She pouted.
"Maybe you," Flandre laughed. "You're too mean, and you'd probably pick up something really gross and tell me to eat it."
"I'm not that mean," Koishi protested. "I promise I wouldn't do that."
"Yes, yes you are that mean."
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
Later that day…
"Now's the test..." Remilia patted down her dress. "Let's hope this goes well."
"Milady, did you say something? Also, you look troubled…" Sakuya gave a look of concern.
"It's time to see if I screwed up again with my choices," Oh, how she suddenly wished vampires could see themselves in mirrors! She hoped she was presentable enough. It seemed Sakuya recognized what her mistress. So much for satoris being the only youkai who could read one's mind.
"You look fine, mistress," the head maid smiled. "And I'm quite sure everything will be fine."
"You really think so? You're not saying that just to make me happy, right?" Remilia put her hands on her hips and gave the maid a stern look.
"I really do think so," Sakuya replied. "Also, aren't you forgetting this?" She picked up a pink hat with a red ribbon.
Time-skip because you have a lazy-ass author
Every step down the stairs made Remilia's legs wobble even more. This was her sister. The one person who should could trust with any secret (what kind of secret would a girl locked in a basement share anyways?). This was also the one person who could destroy (almost) any object of her choice. But that wasn't the reason why she was shaking so badly. Patchouli had told her something that killed her: Flandre had said she hated her sister.
"What will she think of me?" She muttered.
"What was that, mistress?" Sakuya stopped and turned back. Remilia bared her fangs.
"I didn't say anything. Mind your own business." She snarled. Immediately, she regretted saying those words. It wasn't Sakuya's fault Flandre hated her. It wasn't anyone's fault except her own, and she needed to accept that, but she was far too proud to apologize. Sakuya didn't seem offended though. Perhaps she understood exactly how the vampire felt. However, she didn't turn around to face Remilia when she opened the door.
Yay my ending sentences are sucking agaaaaaaaaaain.
Does this count as a cliff-hanger or somethin'? I dunno.
I got distracted so many times when writing this chapter. Next time I'll kill my Internet, then write a chapter.
The shortest chapter so far :D
Fixed a few minor mistakes in Chapters 1 and 2. Read them aloud to spot them easier.
Thank you Derringer Meryl for that review! I appreciate it!
Not much to say yet again, perhaps the next chapter's gonna be good, I dunno. I seriously write this thing as I go along, sometimes have a general idea of where I'm going with it.
Tl;dr, this story is planned like shit.
Yukari- "Well, there are still some things that are kind of scary."
Reimu- "Like jelly donuts?"
Yukari- "Yeah, their shape is like a giant insect egg... And the jelly inside, it reminds me of..."
Mokou- "My god, jelly donuts are so scary."
-Imperishable Night