Author's Notes
This is kind of a short and awkward one... Hope you enjoy!
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Simon's POV
After everyone had introduced themselves, we brought Kaitlin back inside. Valory and Lila got to making her some clothes almost immediately. We had dinner, but Eba didn't show up. I knew Iza felt horrible, thinking that it was because of her that our resident endergirl didn't show.
Kaitlin just sat there, staring at the steak I cooked for her. She ate the bread, grimacing a little, but didn't touch anything else. Not even the dandelion salad. Thomas spoke up after a while.
"Why don't you eat your food, Kait?" The Blaze girl looked at him with a frown.
"I don't know what this is. Don't you have quartz? And... better bread? I think yours went bad."
I shook my head. "Couldn't have gone bad. It's freshly baked. And no, we don't have quartz here. Sorry."
Kaitlin's head drooped a little. Jack, who was sitting next to her, leaned in. "I can help you, if you want. May I?"
He gestured to the steak on Kaitlin's plate. The Blaze girl nodded and Jack began to cut it up into slices. Once he was done, he pierced one plus a few vegetables with a fork and extended it out to her. The Blaze girl gingerly took the offering and brought it to her mouth. She nibbled it slowly before closing her eyes. Then she started eating it up.
"There, you see? This stuff isn't so bad, right?" Kaitlin nodded but didn't speak. She was too busy devouring her meal. I saw leaned into me.
"That's because Simon is the best cook to ever exist." Valory laughed and Sarah smiled. She replied with a mouthful of food;
"I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that." Everyone broke into a laugh, even Kaitlin. Simon put his left hand on my shoulder, hugging me close, before placing a kiss on the top of my head. I blushed and giggled, hugging him by the waist. We all continued talking until Thomas called lights out.
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Iza's POV
Simon and I were still holding each other close as he brought me to my room. It's right next to his, which is in the corner of the second floor. He opened the door for me and we walked in, sitting down on the bed. He leaned in and kissed me softly. I let go of him just enough to go up to the door and lock it.
Simon was already fiddling with something, putting plates and bits together. He looked frustrated. I sat down next to him and planted a big kiss on his cheek. He put the gizmo away and turned to face me, putting his hand on my cheek and pulling me towards him.
I closed my eyes and felt his lips brush mine, teasing. I threw my arms around his neck and pressed against him. I could feel my blush as well as his, warm and comforting. He began rubbing my back with one hand while the other held me by the hip. I inched closer.
I loved the feeling of him. The warmth and gentleness of everything he did. I parted my lips and he did the same. We stretched the kiss for as long as possible. We were panting by the time we stopped, sweating lightly. Simon pressed his forehead against mine as he caught his breath. I felt heat building up beneath my belly.
He passed one hand over my exposed arm. He pulled his hand away after a moment, examining it. "That's... odd. It's sticky." I blushed furiously and looked away.
"Um... m-my people... secrete... some stuff... w-when we sweat... and are... aroused... it's... sticky... and gross..." He rubbed his fingers together and a little green ball formed.
"On the contrary. It's... pretty cool." I knew there was one more word which he didn't use. I could see it on his face. Kinky. "So you're... aroused?" I flinched. This is so awkward! Why didn't I keep my mouth closed?
"Uh... y-yes..." I was practically sitting on his lap at this point. So I got off, putting some distant between us. Then I noticed something. Or the lack of. "You... you're not?"
He turned away, embarrassed. "I'm trying hard not to, believe me." I had read plenty of... forbidden material, but I didn't know much about the subject. Still, it hurt a little that he was holding himself back. I drifted further away from him.
"B-but... why? D-Don't you like me?" He smiled and put his hand on mine.
"No, Z. I don't like you. I love you. But... we're still seventeen. I may not live in a clan anymore, but it still feels wrong. Do you... get what I'm saying?" I nodded. It felt reassuring to hear that he loved me, but now I had a situation to deal with.
"I understand, Simon. Sorry."
"Sorry? For what? For being aroused? I'm... flattered beyond belief, and you shouldn't feel sorry for something so natural. Okay?"
I looked at my hands and mumbled an 'okay'. He leaned in an kissed me, making the heat flare up. I opened my mouth and moaned into his. He chuckled a little and caressed my hair. Then he pulled back.
"Um... I may not be willing to... Y'know. But I could help you with your... predicament, if you want."
He blushed as he spoke. The sight was so cute... but I declined. I had to. "N-no... this is... I have to deal with this myself. So please... go away, Simon." He nodded and stood up. I could tell my words had hurt him, and that he bottled up his emotions again. He opened the door and walked out.
"Goodnight, Iza. Love you." He closed the door gently and I could hear him walk to his room. I sighed and started undoing my belt, biting my bottom lip.
This is so unfair...
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Eba's POV
When I warped outside my room, I noticed that Simon's door was open. I peeked inside but found no-one. I looked out the window, searching for him. He was there, sitting on a fallen log outside the house, just staring at the sky. There were no mobs bothering him.
What is he doing there?
I think there's something more... interesting over here.
What?
There's a... weird smell coming from the slime girl's room. Don't go in.
Huh?
Yeah, just... don't go in. You wouldn't like it.
I... um... Okay.
I walked over to my own room and walked in, closing the door behind me. I threw myself onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. I fell asleep soon afterwards, tired from Blight's memories, and happy with myself.
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Time Leap: Next morning. Eba's POV
Everyone was downstairs waiting for Sarah to finish breakfast. Simon seemed kind of tired, and Iza looked quite... chill? Just like, very well rested, I guess. They looked a little uncomfortable, as if unsure of what to do around each other. Simon put his hand over Iza's, but she flinched. Then she put a hand on his shoulder and he flinched.
It was... weird. Interesting. Their little dance made Lila giggle. "You two look like you suddenly woke up on the same bed without knowing each other."
Simon excused himself and left the house. Iza stared after him with her mouth agape before hurrying behind him. That shut Lila up and we continued to eat. The whole house felt awkward and tense. I finished my mutton and warped away after thanking Sarah and putting my dish in the kitchen.
So... are you gonna teach me how to use my sword?
Yes. Wait for a second.
I felt Blight's rot-sand move down my arm and I looked. It was trailing down onto the floor and snaking a few feet away, forming something on the grass. After a while, I realized what he was trying to make. It took almost twenty minutes, but Blight managed to materialize himself in front of me.
"There. That'll make this much easier."
I stared at him in shock. "I... y-you... how... you're here. And not... in my head." He chuckled and rubbed his arm.
"Not exactly. I made myself a temporary vessel. It's as close as I can get to exist outside of your mind." I nodded and he took a step closer. He left grey footprints on the ground where the grass withered away.
"Now... try to summon your sword. You can choose a specific move to make whenever you want it. For example... pretend that you are drawing it from it's sheath." I nodded again and looked at my side.
There was obviously nothing there, but I pretended to hold the 'sheath' steady as I 'drew my sword'. I grasped the air and felt something tough and familiar. I let go, but there was nothing there. I tried again, this time pulling it all the way out. The rapier materialized in front of my eyes as if being drawn from an invisible holster.
I waved it in the air. Blight smiled. "Good! That will be a quick way for you to draw the weapon. Try to put it back, then draw it again."
I did, the sword disappearing and reappearing. I giggled. "That's so awesome!"
Blight chuckled. "It is, isn't it? Now, let's try some sparring." I turned to look at him as he summoned a sword with a curved blade. It scared me.
"W-will you... hurt me?"
"No. And you won't be able to hurt me. Our weapons will desintegrate as we hit each other. Say, I 'cut' your arm. The sword will go right through you."
"Oh... okay..."
We took a few steps back. I swung the sword, testing it. Then I thrust forward, feeling it pierce the air. It felt powerfulI. "Okay. I'm ready." Blight gave me a devilish grin.
"Good."
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Theridas's POV
I wandered the halls of the nether-fortress, running a few errands for Darkness. Monsul had finished the sword, and the king had left for a few hours. He had returned with a gleeful expression. "Tell the Blacksmith that he did a good job with my sword. Give him these." He summoned a few gems that fell to the floor. I bowed.
"Yes, my lord."
"And tell the cook to prepare a banquet. I'm starving."
"Of course, sir."
Now I was supposed to get one of the maids to clean his throne room. I checked up on Ella every time I passed my room. She still didn't eat much, but at least she looked a little happier. She still cried, which was understandable. However, her tears hardened and crusted on the floor, which was not very pleasant.
Darkness had ordered some of his monsters to build a massive nether portal from obsidian he made with the soul sand. It was almost finished, and I got an idea. I did my job, sending a maid over to Darkness, and walked to Monsul's quarters.
I knocked on the door and entered. He was examining some of the gems and cutting them down. "Hello, Monsul." He nodded but didn't look up.
"Aye, teridus. How's thins?" I locked the door and walked closer.
"Uh... not very good. I need your help." He raised an eyebrow and put down the emerald he was working on.
"Whut is it?"
"Eh... do you remember Ella? Donny and Reba's kid?"
"Yeah. I've met dem once or twice before. Why?
"Well... I was good friends with them, so Ella knew where to find me, and now she's in my room, and I-"
The large man raised his hand. "Woah, hold on a minute. Wus? Und why's their kid in your room?" I sighed.
"Darkness... destroyed the glowstone fortress." The blacksmiths eyes grew wide, then angry.
"See? Ah told you! Ah told you it wus a bad ahdea to give dat demon such a powerful sword!" I raised my hand.
"He took it down long before he attacked us. It takes almost a week to travel from here to the glowstone fortress. And Ella made the trip by herself." Monsul at down.
"Hm. So whut do ye want me to do, eh?"
"I want you fo help me and Ella escape. Darkness's monsters are building a portal to the overworld, so i thought that maybe she and I could leave that way. She's not safe here."
Monsul raised an eyebrow. "Whut could happ'n to her?"
"What couldn't?"
"Hm... yer right. I'll try to help you. Maybe ah could make you two a set of armor like dem monsters have." I sighed.
"Thank you so much, Monsul."
"Don't thenk me yet. Ah haven't done anythin', after all. Bring me a set of armor und you guys' measurements. Den Ah'll see Whut ah cun do."
I nodded and left the room hurriedly. Soon Ella and I would be able to leave this cursed place once and for all.
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Hurried Author's Notes
Ahh, my IPad's gonna die! Better post this quick!
Thankyousomuchforyourtimeandsupporthaveaniceday!
~ LeMarfiaKurb