Okay, this is my first fanfic, so please review it etc... Now I don't know exactly how this works, but I've seen many disclaimers, so I suppose I shall require one as well.
Disclaimer: No, of course I don't own Demon Diaries or any of its characters...
Erutis looks up as she pulls her jacket's fur collar up around her face. Her eyelashes catch the snowflakes tenderly as they make her blink, the emerald colored pupils behind them gleaming at the wonderful white fluff. Her jacket falls halfway down her hips to her knees, the bottom trimmed with the same plain brown fur as the collar, accenting the rest of the jacket's honey-brown coloring. Her borrowed green dress, warm and comfortingly protective in this weather, shields her from the large flakes of water falling faster from the air. She sticks out her tongue to catch a few, her red hair becoming almost white colored as the snow layers itself on her fiery locks.
"Erutis, my dear... It is so cold out, why don't you come in?" a voice calls, making Erutis grumble and yell back, "Because YOU'RE in there, you twit, and I am NOT your 'dear'!" and turn her back on the large window out of which the Demon Lord Krayon had shouted.
"Ahhh Love, how it doth spite me..." Krayon muses, laughing at Erutis's stubborn will. She'd been staying with Raenef and Eclipse, but they had to leave unexpectedly, and what with the cold, what else to do but invite her over for the few weeks?
"Hot chocolate would certainly be warm next to the fireplace..." Krayon remarks softly to himself, leaning his back against the frost-covered window, the draperies ruffled with his hair falling delicately into the waves of the fabric. The log on the fire groans and rolls over with a resounding "thud" as it hits the back of the fireplace, the fire roaring with delight at the new-found oxygen.
The winds pick up and the light snow becomes more of a blizzard, the breeze whistling in Erutis's ears. "Drat." Erutis says to herself, pulling her hood over her head after shaking out the snow that had gathered in it. She pulls her coat closer about her. "Now I HAVE to go in..." she grumbles as she makes her way up the granite steps, skipping every other one as she goes.
The large, thick wooden doors are opened for her as she reaches them by several servants to whom she says a short "Thank you." before hurrying inside, rubbing her gloved hands together as she blows warm air on them. Krayon, unbeknownst to Erutis, appears behind her with a cup of hot cocoa for her as well as his own mug of the steaming chocolate beverage, waving the servants away from the door. "Here, my love." he says, moving so he's next to her and reaching an arm in front of her with her cup in his hand.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU TRYING TO DO? GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK?" Erutis screams, jumping back from him and knocking the mug out of his hands, spilling hot chocolate all over the floor, where it proceeds to spread, dampening the hem of her dress. "Now you see, you've made me drop it and ruin the dress I gave to you..." Krayon says, his eyes looking mournfully at the hem of the green dress. "Well maybe if you hadn't SNUCK UP ON ME!" Erutis yells, picking her dress's edge off the floor a few inches, revealing her brown boots, also lady-like. She looks down to assess the damage done to it and says, "It can be washed." as Krayon's face falls. He sets his steaming cup of hot cocoa down on the nearby table then claps his hands together. A servant comes quickly, bowing as she walks up in front of Krayon. "Yes, m'Lord?" she asks, her eyes to the floor. "Please have the dress cleaned immediately." Krayon orders, motioning to Erutis's dress as Erutis opens her mouth to protest, but he goes on, "And make sure to respect her privacy while she gives it to you. Give her that splendid blue dress I had made instead." He finishes, as Erutis grumbles, being pulled to her room by a few servants, including the one that Krayon had spoken to.
They are just a few hallways away when Erutis can no longer stand it. "Let go of my arm!" Erutis yells at one, pulling her sleeve away from them, walking in front of them and slamming her room's door in their faces while she changes, then realizes after she's taken off her winter coat that the blue dress mentioned is not yet in her room and she has nothing else to wear, thanks to Lord Fancy-pants. She opens the door to see all the servants who had escorted her there standing outside, patiently waiting for her to realize her mistake. "Thank you!" she says haughtily as she snatches the blue dress from the servant's grip and turns on her heel, slamming the door once more.
Inside, she changes, noticing that there is a slightly perfume-like aroma on this new dress. She smells it and notices it smells like peppermint, a sweet scent like the candy canes hung on the pine tree in the entry she remembered. "I really hate him sometimes..." she thought, lying to herself again. She knew it, but she'd lie to herself about lying to herself if she needed to.
"Are you done in there?" asks one servant impatiently but politely. "Yes..." Erutis replies calmly, setting the stained dress on the small table by the door and looking at her new attire in the mirror. This dress had elegant long sleeves, blue like the sky in the spring. The bottom of the gown was the same color, but the lace on the cuffs and the hem was white, matching the bodice. It looked nice on her. Too nice, she thought, as she remembered Krayon, waiting for her to join him for dinner. A servant cautiously poked her head in the door, using a food tray as a shield over her head. Word of Erutis's temper had spread quickly. "You may take the green one..." Erutis said over her shoulder calmly. She had adjusted to having servants very well. Krayon's house was very different than Raenef's.
The servant took the green dress off the table and almost ran out the door, closing it behind her, just managing to say, "Dinner is served." before the servants running footsteps could be heard through the halls, taking the first turn away from Erutis's wing of the mansion and keeping on running. Erutis laughs softly to herself, listening to the scared servant. She then pulls her white evening robe about her. It was a shiny, satiny material, long and hooded, lined with soft, thick, fluffy white rabbit's fur and only held on her by its long sleeves and single silver clasp near her throat. She didn't like to wear it because of its gaudiness, but in this house, even with the fireplaces, it was cold enough to need the cloak. She opens her door, the cold air from the hallway rushing in. Her room had its own fireplace and it was always kept lit by the maids and butlers, but the halls were their own domain. She walks swiftly through the hallway towards the dining hall, but she is met halfway there by a certain long-haired fancy-pants.
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Okay, I hope you liked it. Please review it and tell me what to fix. More chapters are already written (eight of them...) but I need to type them up. ((This is me at a later time... There are now 11 or more chapters that just need to be typed, so keep reading! ))