Dark forest mirror 2

Marianne turned around eyes widen with fear. Bog stood there awestruck mouth dropped to the floor.

"Wait...you can see me?"

Marianne reached down beside her bed he fallowed her movements and something red was in her hand.

"You still have that old thing?" He murmured before flinching as she whacked the mirror with the red baseball bat.

"Who are you and how did you get Into my house!" Marianne exclaimed threatened to hit it again.

"Woah woah woah calm down tough girl I mean you no harm.." Bog held his hands up in defense. "My name is the Bog King. The king of the goblins and the dark forest."

"Bog...King?...h..how..I know that name..." She lowered the bat looking confused. Bog's expression softened.

"Yes..we met when you were younger. We...ah kinda met the same way we just did now." He chuckled lightly. She looked at him eyes narrowed and walked up to the mirror. She was still short compared to the mirror. Even at how big the mirror was he still had to hunch over to look into the mirror. The look on her face was perplexed like she was trying to remember. "You were about eight years old when we met i was eighteen, i was being crowned as king at the time." He murmured. Her eyes flew open looking up at him. He racked his brain of anything else he could use to jog her memory. A idea popped into his head as she turned away running her fingers through her short wavy hair. Clearing his voice gripping his staff he spoke again. "Not another snobby princess.." She stopped in her steps pivoting around looking at him again.

"I'm not a real...princess...my father only calls my sister and i that..." She replied slowly like it was natural. Bog smiled big hoping that she would remember. She gasped. "Wait...you're that small lengthy guy who lived in my mirror when i was younger. But... I thought i made you up. No one else could see you!"

"Yeah accept for your younger sister...you both could see me...I...You asked me the first day we met for me to protect me from bad guys...and I did as you asked...all these years...but around your sixth grade of schooling...you couldn't see me anymore...it was after you met that...pompus man..named.. Roland i believe." Bog scratched the side of his head trying to remember. Marianne looked at him eyes shining in the sunset. He looked at her as her beauty shown throw the mirror.

"You've watched over me...for all those years...but I couldn't see you...that's a little depressing...were you lonely?" She walked up to the mirror again looking up at him.

"At times yes...but i got to see you...when ever you were in your room." Her eyes then widen her face turned beat red.

"You were watching me like a creepy old man! You saw me do EVERYTHING in here! You disgusting man." She yelled at him. He stammered his face blushing lightly.

"Wait..no! Not like that..i knew when you needed your alone time i would always turn my back when ever you changed." He said, the regretted it. If looks could kill.

"You...perverted old man!" She screamed grabbing the bottom of the mirror flipping it upwards so it was facing the wall.

"Wait..no Marianne!" He called out but heard the door slam shut. He stepped back smacking his head with his fist. "Why the hell did i say that!" He growled out and walked away. He stopped and looked behind him a small smile formed on his lips. "At least she somewhat remembers me."