Penname: Alsper
Original or Derivative (fanfiction): Derivative
Rating/Warning(s)/Note(s): rated K, vampsper and his little human ;) no this isn't some pedo fic get yer heads out of the gutter! And no this isn't Dangerous Beauty Vampsper either (although that goes without saying...)
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Dialogue Flex: "And where is evil located?" she asked.
The young girl looked around the expansive bedroom she was brought to. A room decorated in pinks, whites and pastel purples, all fit for a princess.
She turned to the man that led her there. "Is this my room?" she asked timidly, afraid to anger the strange man whom had saved her from an almost terrible fate.
"Yes, it is," he nodded, he barely cracked a smile.
She clung tight to the teddy bear in her arms as she slowly entered. Why was the man with the funny eyes being so kind to her? She knew he was a killer, just like the men before, but he didn't frighten her. "Thank you," she said softly, knowing that when he returns her to Mommy, Mommy would expect to hear she remembered her manners.
She walked to the bed and pouted. How was she supposed to climb into bed at night? This bed was taller than she was and looked far more expensive than the bed at home. She turned back to the man and tilted her head to the side. "Is it soft?" she asked while pointing to the bed.
"Very soft," He finally smiled wide at the girl before he gently picked her up and sat her on top of the bed. She giggled and bounced a bit, stopping suddenly in fear of making him angry. "Are you alright?" he asked, his brow furrowing slightly in concern.
"I not suppose to jumped on the bed," she said softly.
"Well, I won't tell your momma, if you won't," the man with the funny eyes said with a wry smile.
She giggled and nodded. "You're nice to me," she smiled at him. He shrugged and tilted his head as if he were studying her. "Why?" she asked rather bluntly.
"Why am I nice to you?"
She nodded. "You have red eyes too and they wasn't nice," she pointed out as her tiny hand moved to touch the back of her head.
"Well, they were evil..." He looked away for a moment. "Killing children is wrong."
She looked down at her bear and chewed her lip. Even though this child was barely six years of age, she was quite intelligent for her age.
"And where is evil located?" she asked, moving to look at him better.
"Everywhere..." He smirked at the child.
She moved to sit on her knees and placed her hand on his chest over his heart. "But not here?" she asked him. He locked eyes with her for a moment, red on blue. Old and weary on young and naive.
"No, not in there," he agreed.