Do I have to mention there are spoilers for Dia/Dia Mirror in here? Well, just in case yes there is haha
I shall end up sacrificing many virgins to the Gods all in the name of the lovely PiperDreamer for bestowing her brilliance upon this chapter, amen.
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Chapter 10: Rapunzel!
"Can I at least request a story or whatever?" The faceless girl gave a huge sigh with her hand was brought upward to inspect her finger nails in a jaded manner.
Sweating nervously, the teen scratched his cheek, "Uh… Sure…?" He slowly brought his glass of water to his lips to drink.
"Perfect. Can you do that one with the girl with the long hair and the tower or whatever?"
A bit surprised at her request, his eyebrows shot upward, "Wait… You mean Rapunzel?"
"Yeah, her."
"I'm not sure if that'd be your kind of story, sis…"
The faceless girl rubbed her temple, "I've had to sit through your tales of mermaids, sexual harassing wolves, threesomes, and pumpkin girls. I don't think Rapunzel would be that much different from what you normally think up."
Sighing, the boy placed his water down on the floor before straightening up and clearing his throat, "If you say so… Well, time to start the tale of true weave wearing proportions or as the more sensitive like to say 'extensions.' But it's all horse hair anyways; I don't know who those girls think they're fooling."
-.-
Alright, so here's how it's going down. Once upon a time in a kingdom far, far away, there lived a very grouchy, very moody, very grumpy, and oh so pregnant lady.
Julius groaned the moment he found his surroundings change before his eyes.
"Damn it." He cursed lowly before glancing around suspiciously, "Where am I now?" He reluctantly questioned with folded arms.
You are in a kingdom far, far away.
"How informative."
Anyways, she didn't have the baby bump yet because she only recently did the frick frack with her husband.
Julius' eye visibly twitched while he stared up at the ceiling, "Did you just say, she?"
Well, yeah. You're the only one here so far and you're pretty much preggers. Didn't I just say that?
Groaning loudly the Clock Maker instantly began pacing toward the cottage's exit, "This isn't even biologically possible, I'm out of here."
Wait, wait, wait! You didn't even let me finish!
"You've given me the role of a pregnant woman; there is no need for me to hear you finish anything." He bluntly retorted with his hand on the door knob with a glare directed at the ceiling.
Unconsciously his hand rubbed at his stomach and he paled a bit before his grip on the knob tightened, "What story is this anyways?"
The last thing he wanted was something Greek mythology-like to happen and have a kid burst out of his stomach.
For some odd reason, the image of Ace popping out came to mind and left him feeling the slightest bit queasy.
We're doing Rapunzel.
"If you're mocking my long hair, you're going to have to try harder."
Just let me carry on with the story, yes please and thank you! AHEM! So, as I was saying. The pregnant lady didn't have the baby bump yet but she still knew she got knocked up by her husband, who was incredibly handsome but a total pansy.
"It's going to be Nightmare isn't it—"
His words came to an abrupt end as Jericho spontaneously appeared within the room, his back facing the mortician that uneasily sweated at the sight.
"—And Jesus Christ, if I've told you guys once, I've told you a million times, you have to break the leg before you…" Jericho blinked his eyes once, "Wait a minute, what the hell? Where am I?" The man glanced around him in nothing but bewilderment.
"Jericho?"
Turning around, his eyes met with Julius' and instantly he brightened up with a smile, "Ah, Julius! Feels like forever since I've seen you!" He chuckled out good naturedly before walking closer to the dark haired male that sighed, "Care to explain where we are and how I just poofed here? I was in the middle of some important business."
Distastefully, Julius inclined his gaze back upward once more, "So Cloverland and Heartland aren't enough for you? You're bringing in Diamondland residents too?"
"What are you talking about?"
Look man, I'm getting sick of dealing with some of those other people. They never respect me. Bringing in some fresh victims—er, characters, is exactly what the doctor ordered.
Hearing the ominous voice from above made Jericho's eyes widen in alarm, "What the hell is going on!?" His hand went at his side to retrieve his gun and Julius gave him a tired look, "Take it easy."
When the mafia boss gave him a look to continue, the Clock Maker shook his head, "Lately, there's been a strange phenomenon going around in both Heartland and Cloverland where the role holders are being forced to play in these fairy tale situations. You and I are being forced to play one right now. I'm surprised you were just dragged in to be honest."
"Fairy tale situations? So are we like actors or something?"
"Something like that… Except we're not acting and everything tends to get incredibly awkward depending on what role you're stuck with."
Explanation time over! Okay, so moving on, the happy couple—
Jericho held a halting hand up, "Whoa. Hold on one clock shooting minute, er excuse my analogy Julius, but did you just call us a couple?"
Yes.
"A couple as in 'a couple of dead bodies' or a couple as in 'the couple's dead bodies?'"
The second one.
"... Can I go home now?"
Julius snorted, his face showing his displeasure on the developing situation, "I'm just surprised he used us instead of Dupre and March for this role."
His words earned him a curious look from Jericho, "Huh? The little whiner and his psycho bodyguard?"
"Heart, Jericho. Not Diamond. Heart. Stay with me."
The mafia head smiled nervously while he scratched at his head with a small laugh, "Sorry, sorry. I keep forgetting that the different versions of ourselves differ depending on the territory." As an afterthought he watched at the plain faced man in wonder, "Speaking of which, how's my Heartland self been doing? Is he still being badass?"
"I guess you could say that if it weren't for that fact that he's dead."
"Oh."
Come on, this isn't reunion time; let's get this show on the road!
Julius gave the sky a silencing glare while Jericho sighed heavily, his hands moving to his sides,
"Well, this just got a bit more awkward. But curiously speaking, did Ace kill that one too?"
The mortician didn't appear too eager to continue the conversation but he nodded his head seriously, "Yes. It was quite the display. Hacked off his limbs then cut his entrails out before setting them on fire. It was very slow and very, very, very messy, not to mention loud."
Jericho groaned, his palm slamming into his forehead, "Why does he keep doing this, damn it? I practically raised him and the thanks I get are dismemberment and disembowelment! Whatever happened to my bitter, pessimistic little boy!?"
Giving the male a question look, Julius squinted his eyes, "You used to leave him in bear infested forests when he was a kid."
"Leaving small children out in dangerous forests to fend for themselves with minimal rations and a bowie knife builds character."
"And what a character you've made."
Dude, excuse my language, but what the fuck!?
Both men glanced upward.
You can't just leave little kids out in forests to fend for themselves! If it doesn't kill them, it'll end up leaving lasting psychological problems!
"Well, it's a bit too late to tell me that now isn't it?"
You're so screwed up.
Jericho uncaringly shrugged his shoulders, "I'm a mafia boss, you can't expect anything less."
"In his defense, one time he didn't let Ace go out alone. He let one of his friends go with him." Julius pitched in with a nod, causing Jericho to hold his chin, "Yeah, that was weird. I thought I made one of my underlings go, but when Ace came back he was saying something about how unreliable some little girl was or something? I don't know it's fuzzy."
He then slipped his hands in his pockets leisurely, "Also, it's not like I'm some uncaring douche that just tries to kill the kid. I didn't start sending my men to attack Ace until after I was sure he could defend himself properly."
I have no idea what you're both saying, but I'm just happy the witch takes your kid because you'd both be terrible parents. Anyways, since the waifu was preggers she was hankered for weird stuff to eat. In this case a plant that was being grown by the neighborhood witch. Though he loved his wife, the husband was a bit hesitant to venture out to the witch's for the plant.
Instantly after his words, Jericho's gaze moved over to the male that closed his eyes firmly, "I'm not hungry."
"He's not hungry." Jericho announced above.
Yes, yes he is.
"Yeah, you are." The Dodo nodded at Julius who gave him an irritated look.
The wife was so desperate for the plant that she begged her husband for it until he ultimately gave into her wishes.
Already cringing at the very thought of demeaning himself to such a degree, Julius groaned, "With the way you have my character raving, this plant must really be something... Is it possible that it's actually Cannabis?" He inquired skeptically.
At the mention of the plant, Jericho found himself grinning hugely while the voice above made a pause.
Cannabis…?
It's weed.
"It's pot."
Julius cleared his throat, "I can understand why my character wants it so badly then. However, I can say that personally I don't want it. I don't mess with drugs, especially since the last time an assassin tried killing me with them and I started hallucinating those things with Alice going on a killing spree in the Clock Tower then turning into Gowland and serenading Ace with those old romantic tunes."
Jericho stood in silence for a moment, his face clearly attempting to make sense of what his companion was saying, but after a few seconds of failure to do so, he gave a large groan, "I really feel as though I'm dreaming right now. I really hope I'm not. I told my helper to wake me up before I started to dream, shit… I'm going to end up dying."
Maybe if you wanted to go back home you'd keep going on with the story so your role could end.
"Why didn't you just tell me that from the beginning!?" The male shouted out in aggravation before he gave Julius a salute, "I shall return with your pot."
"I don't want the pot."
"We can make brownies with it if you want."
"I don't want it."
"Or coffee cakes or something."
"… You know what? Just go. Have fun."
Scene change!
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"Holy shit, that was cool." Jericho exclaimed as he looked around his surroundings in awe. "You should teach me how to do that…"
Uh, I think giving someone like you this kind of power would be dangerous. But anyways, the husband then snuck into the witch's garden.
Looking ahead at the seemingly abandoned estate, Jericho shrugged to himself before pushing past the rusted iron gates and following a path forward to get up closer.
When he neared the side of the house, his eyes came upon what looked similar to cannabis.
Wrong plant!
"What?"
That's not the plant your wife wants!
"I thought we established that Julius was craving weed brownies already, how is this the wrong plant? I'm like 100% sure this is Mary Jane." The Gravekeeper firmly stated with a nod to his head. As an afterthought he gave the sky a brief look, "I can test it out to make sure if you want?"
No, that's not what I meant, geesh. I'm not trying to influence my sister with a drug dealing story. The plant you want is the rapunzel plant over there… No, no, not there… Turn your head a little to the left… I said the left! Urgh, not your left, my left! Okay, yes! Right there! Perfect! Now pick it and leave quickly before the witch catches you.
Jericho placed a hand to his chin suspiciously before he placed some of plants in his satchel and stood to his feet and held his hands up in the air harmlessly.
Wait, what are you doing—
"Hello to the witch of this garden, wherever you may hide! My name is Jericho Bermuda and I am taking this rapunzel plant in order to get out of this crazy dreamland! I also took some of your marijuana just because I can! Oh, and since your house looks like it should be condemned anyways, I hope you don't mind if I set it on fire." He finished before going into his pocket and taking out a box of matches.
What the—!?
Tossing about five lit matches at the worn down wooden estate, Jericho watched as it slowly but surely began to spread until the whole thing was glowing under the orange flame.
"Beautiful." The Gravekeeper sighed proudly while looking at his handy work.
I had my doubts about you raising the Knight before, but now I'm convinced, whoa. But in continuation of the story, right after the husband managed to steal his worth the witch of the estate then made an appearance!
With his words, Jericho found himself owlishly blinking as Sidney poofed before him, the lop eared Black Rabbit wearing a black cloak that draped over his form fluidly.
Holding a hand to his head while he struggled to find balance, the raven haired male groaned, "Where the blazes am I?"
"The Prime Minister…? He's the witch?" Jericho dumbly inquired out slowly as Sidney now came to terms with his environment.
Taking a step back, he gave the man before him a solid look, "Mr. Bermuda, if this is an attempt on my life, I don't know how to notify you of this the proper way, but I can inform you that if you really wished to kill me it would have been best to burn the building after I got inside. Now, what exactly am I doing here? I was in the middle of paperwork."
Not at all phased by his words, Jericho sighed, "According to Julius, we're the starring characters in a story. If we listen to what the Narrator says until the end, we get to go home."
Eyebrows furrowing, clearly not understanding Sidney eyed him skeptically, "I see… The Clock Maker is here as well?"
"Yes, and apparently he's my wife." He folded his arms over his chest and gave a heavy sigh, "Pretty crazy, right?"
Sidney stared at him, "… I always held the suspicion that the relationship you shared with him was a bit too deep to be considered platonic."
In the background, the house began collapsing on itself as the flames continued tearing at it.
Not wincing, the two men continued their conversation casually.
"No, no! It's not like that! It's just for the story, dream, thing…" Jericho awkwardly attempted to defend himself before he let out another deep breath, "Listen, can I just have these plants?" He held up his satchel for show, "If I get them, I get out of this dreamland apparently."
Shrugging his shoulders, Sidney glanced around, "Do it. The sooner we get out of here the better. If I don't return soon, I fear Queen Crysta may just end up growing too bored and freezing the entire servant caste again."
The exasperated look on his face became that of surprise as the Narrator's voice boomed from above.
What are you doing!?
Catching himself, the male straightened up, "I'm giving him the plants so he can leave this story. I can only hope that my turn will come next."
No, you're supposed to be angry with him for stealing from you AND burning your house!
"Not only is that not my home, but I also have no reason to be upset. I don't even know what plant he decided to take." Sidney attempted to justify up to the sky.
Jericho coughed, "Mostly weed and some other kind of useless plant."
With that being said, the witch demanded compensation for the man's thievery!
The two males momentarily appeared at a loss on what to do before Jericho shrugged his shoulders, "Alright, if you let me take this, I'll leave that settlement near Diamond Castle alone for a month."
"Deal."
No, wrong! The husband gives up his to-be born daughter to pay for the plants!
"Pot."
"Pardon?" Sidney questioned through squinted eyes.
The voice above gave an exasperated noise.
Since the husband stole from the witch and he didn't have any true way to pay her back, she demanded to have his child after she turned five years old as payment. God, do I have to explain everything to you guys? Even though the others were rude, at least they were able to get with the program instead of constantly asking questions.
Sidney made a face, "Why would I want a five year old child as payment for anything? I'm not a pedophile." Groaning, he looked around the area for some means to escape, "There really is no way out of here until we finish this bloody story, now is there?"
"For the record, I would not sell a child for some pot. A weapons catch, some land, immortality, or maybe even some of the fancy booze the Castle of Diamonds has, but not for pot, especially this little amount." Jericho threw in firmly.
Okay, you both are giving me a bigger headache than I anticipated. I'm carrying this onward.
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Now, about six or so years in the future, the witch finally got the child after she turned five years old. The two lived together up in a tower, away from the rest of the world after the arsonist dad burned down the witch's old home.
Sidney groaned as his surroundings rapidly changed once more.
Glaring around, he came to see the place actually looked like a cozy little home. "Lovely, where am I now?" With a look down at his cloak, he cringed, "Still stuck in this asinine fairy tale…"
Due to the plants that had resulted in the circumstances of the witch's assumed guardianship, the little girl's name was Rapunzel.
Before him, Alice, at the age of five once more appeared with a tired look to her face while she rubbed one of her eyes, "This isn't Ali's room…" She mumbled out sleepily before she turned to look around with a yawn.
Sidney made a face from the instant he and the young girl made eye contact.
"Oh no, not another little girl…" He muttered while observing her critically. Her childish face reminded him fiercely of the Diamond Queen back in his country.
Alice's once groggy teal eyes then opened wide with excitement, "Bunny ears! Bunny ears!" The girl exclaimed before she rushed up to the man and reached her arms up at him with a smile on her face, "They look so soft and furry! Can Ali please touch them? Please! Please! Please!"
Feeling out of his element, Sidney could only grunt as he took a step back while the little girl continued grabbing at the front of his cloak animatedly.
"Now, now." He chastised her, "Is that proper manners? You can't just ask strangers to touch their ears." He held up a scolding finger her way and Alice frowned sadly.
"B-but… I want to touch them…"
"There is no need to get sad over such a trivial matter. If you want something furry to touch, I can get you some stuffed animals, okay?" He smiled warmly at her while rubbing the top of her head.
Alice reluctantly returned the expression, "Yay!"
The witch raised Rapunzel with nothing but love and care, almost as though the girl were her daughter.
Sidney sighed heavily as he quickly walked across the room to where Alice had scurried off to, "Little one, if you continue to climb this bookcase you may fall and crack your skull, resulting in yourself being in a great deal of agony while your body wavers on the brink of life and death at which point I'll be forced to euthanize you." Gently, he wrapped his arms around her stomach and picked her off of the bookcase that she had been attempting to climb,
Alice squirmed in his grasp with a laugh, "Hehe, you're funny!"
With a finger to her lip she blinked, "Ali always gets stuck with the best people when this happens! How cool!"
"This has happened to you more than once?" Sidney questioned, though mostly to himself as he set her back down on the floor. Eyebrows inclined downward, he wiped the side of her mouth with a handkerchief, "What kind of pedophilia monster is running these stories?"
Ahem! So Rapunzel ends up growing up to be one hot and completely legal woman. Legal. As in she isn't a child anymore. So no pedophilia going on. At all. Yeah. Her hair also grew freakishly long though I'm pretty sure it's extensions or weave or something, but it doesn't matter.
In an instant, Sidney could only watch in surprise as the child he once kneeled down before was suddenly gone and in her place was what seemed to be an older version of her.
Alice, back to her normal age stood on her feet, a clenched fist to her mouth as she coughed, "Fantastic, another story." She grumbled out in between her coughs.
Slightly grateful for having someone more proper to interact with now, Sidney got back to his feet and watched at her cautiously, "I assume this is a daily occurrence for you."
The foreigner blinked her eyes as she turned to him in surprise, "Oh. Hello, there!" Awkwardly, she let out a small laugh, "Uh, you're definitely not one of the usual guys I get stuck here with. You're a role holder, right?"
"My name is Sidney Black and I am the Prime Minister of the Castle of Diamonds." The Black Rabbit introduced himself with a polite nod.
Alice's eyes widened at the answer, one of her hands moving to her mouth in wonder while her eyes watched over at the lop sided ears on top of his head, "Oh, wow! So you're basically like another version of Peter!"
At that moment, Sidney cracked a smile and the once expressionless slate his face held was replaced with nothing irritation. From his side he pulled out a gun and Alice found her eyes widening as a gunshot rang throughout the room and smoke blew from within the exposed weapon in only a matter of seconds before she even had a chance to comprehend what was occurring.
Her hands flew up instantly in surrender while she eyed the revolver in fear, "U-uh…"
"Next time I won't miss." Sidney harshly stated causing Alice to tremble slightly, "D-did I say something wrong…?" She attempted to smile, though the terror on her face was all too expressed.
"Don't you ever compare me to that pathetic excuse for a rabbit if you know what's good for you."
Hey, man you can't go killing off Rapunzel. You love her, remember?
Sidney blankly blinked his eyes, "She compared me to the White Rabbit, I had no other choice."
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you!" Alice quickly squeaked out, she could fear herself growing more terrified while she eyed him, "U-um, Mr. Narrator, what story are we in?"
Isn't it obvious?
"If it was I wouldn't be asking you!"
Look at your hair.
Glancing back over her shoulder and seeing nothing but a long mess of light brown locks made her facial expression fill up with more dread.
She was in Rapunzel and judging by the other man's attire, he was obviously Dame Gothel, meaning she was trapped up there with him until the prince arrived.
"And I thought the Jokers being the villain was scary…" She mumbled out to herself shakily while she awkwardly hugged her body and edged away from the dark clad male that impatiently tapped his foot.
"Can we get this on with?" He irritably inquired up at the ceiling.
Ah, yes. I was getting there! So whenever the witch came to visit Rapunzel, she would stand beneath the tower and yell 'Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Let down your long hair!'
Sidney blinked, "No. Skip to the part with the prince now."
What? Dude, no—
"I'm going to make this short for your simple brain to comprehend. I do not want to be here, she does not want to be here, and both Bermuda and the Clock Maker have enough issues on their own, they don't need this being added to their lives. Just hurry up and finish this story."
Alice found herself perking up at how ruthlessly he spoke and silently allowed herself to cheer him on, but she didn't dare speak to bring his attention back to her.
It doesn't matter because even if you don't want to do what I say, I'll just use Narrator privilege to make you do it anyways, soooo tough toenails.
When Sidney grew a doubtful look his face, Alice timidly cleared her throat, earning a plain look from the other man that made her wince slightly, though she attempted to smile politely at him, still afraid of him slinging his gun at her once more,
"What he says is true… Once he made me break into a giant's home and another time he made my friend Elliot and his boss Blood go together as a married couple." She tried to helpfully pitch in and her words made the Black Rabbit nod,
"I see…"
Okay, great. Now that we're all on the same page—
"You have homoerotic tendencies." Sidney decided on with a knowing gaze up at the ceiling.
Unable to help herself, Alice smacked a hand to her mouth while she attempted to stifle a laugh.
WHAT!?
The Narrator's voice practically shook the tower.
HOW DID YOU COME TO THAT CONCLUSION!?
"Isn't it obvious? You have placed at least two sets of men in a relationship. Perhaps even more that we're just not aware of yet. I can only conclude that you have erotic thoughts involving homosexuality, perhaps this is the way that you live out your fantasies?"
Well, that certainly makes things clearer now.
DON'T TAKE HIS SIDE!
Alice continued giggling madly while the Narrator began to stammer incoherently.
It took several moments until the male caught himself with a grumble,
Remind me to never get you a role in these stories again. I can't deal with you here anymore.
"Oh, how will I ever go on?" Sidney sarcastically questioned with a roll to his eyes.
Now feeling a bit more confident, the brunette smiled the raven haired man's way, "I'm really sorry for comparing you to Peter before! I really take it back! You're way better than him!" After her words she continued her snickers and Sidney gave her a nod with a small smile on his face.
You guys suck. But whatever, the show must go on. So one day, Rapunzel had her weave hanging out the window.
With his words, Alice gave Sidney a look that he shrugged at before the foreigner gave a sigh and made her way toward the single window within the room. Sitting at the edge, she managed to pull all of her bundled up brown hair out and over the edge until it hit the ground.
That's when the prince arrived!
Blinking, Alice peered downward and the moment she did, she felt her eyes widen in panic before she began frantically pulling all her hair back inside of the room, "Shit, shit, shit, shit!" She cursed beneath her breath while she furiously worked to get it all in as quickly as possibly
Sidney watched her in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Alice only spared him a single look over her shoulder, "The prince is Peter!"
Distantly, both could hear the White Rabbit below angrily questioning on his surroundings.
With a twitch to his eyebrow, Sidney gently moved Alice to the side in order to stick his head out the window.
The moment he saw the royally dressed role holder below, he smirked condescendingly, "So White's the prince of this fairy tale. Hah. This just proves how much of an imbecile the Narrator is when it comes to deciding character roles."
Peter, now hearing the other man's voice immediately focused his hostile aura up at the tower window, "Black, what are you doing here?" He coldly inquired.
"Playing the part of the witch in this Rapunzel tale."
A dark smile came to Peter's lips, "What a perfect part for you to play. I can't wait to get up there and kill you."
Rolling his eyes, Sidney turned back to look at Alice who was playing with her hair jadedly.
"I take it from the speed you used in order to pull your hair back into the tower that you're not too fond of White?" He arched a brow her way causing her to glance up at him curiously.
After registering his words, she let out a heavy breath, "Er… Well, it's kind of complicated, but I guess to keep it simple, I just want him to stay as far away from me as possible."
"Oh? Why's that? Please pardon my inquisitiveness."
"It's just that he's always touching me and yelling in my ear about how much he loves me. He stalks me from time to time too. Not to mention he gets so strangely possessive even though we're not an item and shoots people that get too close to me. It's incredibly annoying." She explained with a sigh while she scratched her cheek sheepishly.
Her words brought a smirk to the Black Rabbit's face, "Is that so? Hm… What did you say your name was again?"
"Alice…" She slowly answered right before Sidney turned back to the window.
"Oi, White, I got Alice up here all to myself." He called down to the white haired male through cupped hands.
This immediately caught the male's attention as he grunted, "You damned pest! You better not lay a single finger on her!"
"Do you plan on stopping me somehow?"
"Grr… Alice, my love! Don't worry! I'm coming for you! Just wait a bit longer!"
Not without his smirk on his face, Sidney tilted his head down, "I have you know I just finished ravaging her… I should also mention how she's already told me that I am way better than you."
"YOU BETTER GET READY TO DIE!"
Sidney pulled himself back inside of the tower right before the sound of gunshots went off and Alice winced as she visibly saw some of the stone get chipped from what she could only guess to be Peter's bullets.
The Diamonds' Prime Minister folded his arms over his chest with an incredibly smug expression to his face while he glanced back out the window when the gunshots ceased.
Slightly exasperated, Alice watched him, "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"
"Naturally. Oh, would you look at that, he's scaling the wall."
With his words, the brunette went beside him to peek her head out curiously.
"Ow… That looks painful…" She muttered before going back inside of the tower with a wince.
Sidney snorted, not looking away, "I bet it is. Now quick, hand me something heavy to throw at him. The witch is supposed to make the prince go blind."
Shaking her head, Alice gave him a disbelieving look, "Dare I ask why you both hate each other so badly?"
Turning back to her now, Sidney gave a snort with the arrogant smile on his lips not fading, "Do I even need a reason to hate that disgrace?"
"That's a little harsh to say."
"You're defending him?" The Black Rabbit asked, annoyance appearing to flash on his features while his hand threatened to linger at his side for his gun.
Alice straightened up and waved her hands in front of her body quickly, "A-ah! No! No! There's no need for violence, right!? Ahaha.. I-I w-was just saying because… Erm… Where's the Narrator!? A little help please!?" She questioned up at the ceiling desperately.
When she received no response she tensed before looking back at Sidney, "Let's just talk about this civilly—"
"Alice, my love! I've come to rescue you!"
The two within the tower both turned around to the window in surprise as Peter pulled his way in, his eyes lit up with nothing but determination.
Sidney watched at him in disbelief before his eyes sharply began leering at him, "How did you get up here so quickly?"
While pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, Peter scoffed, "You dare doubt the love Alice and I share? You ignorant fool, with the combined power of both of our love for each other, nothing's impossible—"
"Okay, now you're just getting delusional." Alice bluntly interjected with blank eyes.
"Well, it doesn't matter now because if I'm right, I'm supposed to make you blinder than you already are, White." Sidney pleasantly stated before taking out his gun and aiming it the White Rabbit's way.
Peter returned the expression, "We'll see about that because unfortunately for you, this doesn't end happily ever after, Black." His pulled out his gun and Alice immediately shielded her head before diving for cover beneath a table.
"Where the hell is the Narrator!? Excuse me! Guns aren't G rated or whatever! Stop them!" She shouted as a stray bullet skid close to her hiding spot.
And they all lived happily ever after.
"Die!"
"You first!"
"This isn't a happy ending!"
-.-
"And so yeah, in the end, Rapunzel pushed both of them out of the tower for being dick bags and both the witch and prince managed to survive with a couple of fractured bones. I hope that was violent enough for you." The faceless boy sighed out with folded arms.
His sister for once, gave a thumbs up his way and he couldn't help but grin at the rare form of praise.
"That was a good one. Loved the mentions of drug abuse and child abandonment."
"That wasn't exactly my input to the story, but I'm glad you liked it!" Thinking it over, he scratched his cheek, "Hm… I guess if you're up for it… I'm willing to tell you another story."
The young girl nodded her head, "Just make sure it doesn't suck."
Laughing, the male nodded, "I'll try my hardest."
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Beauty and the Beast is like that one request people kept telling me but for some dumb reason I kept putting it off lol
Then I'll see if I can pull off Romeo and Juliet (Gosh, picking the roles here will stress me out omg)
If you liked it, I implore you to review because I think my updating schedule will be dependent on which ever story gets the most feedback meep