An Explanation Is Due I Suppose. Why Did I Have To Make Things So Hard For Blaine.

Chapter Four

'Trouble In Paradise'

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Two And A Half Days Left

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You'd think losing your life, and entering heaven would change a person's perspective on life. Give them a whole new meaning to the world.

But Dave Karofsky was just an asshole through and through.

Not only had he intentionally plowed his car into Blaine that morning. A strange choice for a star football player.

He simply knew it was only an amount of time before Kurt let slip his little secret, and his father would kill him anyway. Why not take out another fag in the process?

He had followed Blaine and Elizabeth, and felt no remorse for his actions.
And when Blaine went to Hermonious, he wasn't going to let Blaine waltz around heaven, just like he had on earth, and get his way.

No sir.

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Hermonious, has busy putting the stopper on a bottle of 'forever' potion, and turned on the spot.
He could sense he was being watched. Despite his mystical powers.

"Sir, I know you are just outside my door, come in and we shall talk," Hermonious already knew Dave was outside his door, but in fear of frightening the young man, he put upon a normal persona.

Dave slipped through the door and marched right up to the sorcerer, with a sense of self importance, he clearly meant business.

David didn't like the vibe of the room, it reminded him of those gay wizard movies that Anderson was nuts about. And anything those fags likes, he hated. It just made sense.

"Take a seat, boy. How can I be of service?"

"You helped that f-guy get back to his -uh- friend? I uh-..." Dave stuttered, a wave of nervousness washing over him. What was it about this dude that gave him the skeevies?

"I helped Blaine get back to his true love, but at a price, David. Now what can I do for you?" Hermonious didn't like the thoughts running through this young man's mind. He should have opened up upon entering heaven, but if he asked for help, Hermonious was fully obliged to help him. It was his job.

"You said Blaine has to ask Kurt to marry him, but you took his voice?" Dave asked, cocking any eyebrow up, waiting to be praised for accuracy.

"Indeed."

"I will give you whatever you want, if he loses the ability to write." Dave stated plainly. He had thought this through, if Blaine couldn't ask Kurt to marry him, he could write him a letter, and that was just far too easy. He wanted to see Blaine suffer.

"Youn-"

"No, I don't want to return to earth, that shithole only gave me grief. I have no love waiting for me, I've never been loved in fact, and I took that fag out of the world for a reason. This is my wish."

"This is a soulless act, young man." Hermonious disapproved instantly, sending the young man a pitying look.

"Then take my soul, I don't need it anymore."

Hermonious didn't want to do as Dave had asked, but he had offered up anything, and the rules were, you can't turn down a gift. It's rude. Damn his philosopher ways.

"Very well. But, I hope that you know you may well ruin lives, again. And that Blaine may still succeed, with or without his voice or words in general."

"I doubt he will." Dave scoffed.

Ignorant child, Hermonious thought to himself. Love will always win. He didn't want to take sides, but he hope to his second cousin (God) that Blaine found a way.

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After Dave had left, his soul sitting in a jar on one of Hermonious jam packed shelves, it was time to do the deed.

His waved his hand over the round table once more, and Blaine came into view. He was standing outside a tidy two story house, and was contemplating knocking on the door.

This must be Kurt's house, Hermonious thought to himself.

Hermonious wished he could help Blaine, but a deal was a deal. He muttered an incantation under his breath, and clicked his fingers.

Blaine jolted still for a second, all of his muscles contracting, and his entire body tingling.

Aftermath of being reborn, Blaine had told himself.

If only it were son, Hermonious thought to himself.

If only it were.

He looked up from the table to a sand timer sitting upon the fireplace mantle, its white sands steadily slipping through the small space.

He had just over two days. And Hermonious could only wish him the best of luck.

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Short, Yes. But Makes Sense Right? Hermonious Is Named After My Son Herman...Well Actually He's Steph And I's 'Love Fern'

Herman Just Really Wanted To Be Included In His Other Mom's Surprise Gift! 8)

He's Cool Like That...Gets That From Me I Guess...The Cool Mom! Hee Hee!

xxxxx

Jaydee