Here's chapter 2 of Countryside Charm, and son of a bitch still can't believe this was made😝😏Much less unexpected that on how much attention this thing has gotten since the first chapter was put up, didn't expect a nice turn out like that. And honestly seeing all that makes me feel real good.
Huge shout out to my man Pyrojack for cowriting this story with me, the dude is awesome and this was both retarted and fun to work on.
Also, for those that don't know I've also updated Ultraman Luster, so yes that means today is a double update, and I appreciate all of your patience
The sound of a large grandfather clock ticking was heard. Heck it was the only sound being made right now. Probably the only thing many in this house can ignore, especially with the heavy sleepers in the house.
In the living room Raymond was on the couch with a blanket covering him and on top looking right at his face was his pet ferret Loius. Who was staring at his owner who knocked his own ass out. Then of course there was the reason why Raymond knocked himself out, staring at the white little critter finding it adorable.
And right across the couch was both Ethan and Emily staring at this girl who came out of nowhere.
Making a big freakin accusation that she was some sort of pet to him. They knew it was the dirty kind of pet! Ethan was tempted to boot his ass, but his wife managed to convince him otherwise.
This young woman knows what the imp is and so they need to know a few things. Otherwise, the husband might just grab his gun and scare her off.
Hell the double barrel was right by his chair behind him too. "Um..." Emily tried to start off first. "So...Emberlynne was it?"
"Yes, that's me." The goth answers with a smile.
"How...exactly...did this happen? Start...from the beginning..."
"Well, last night I was watching this beautiful anime that I've been waiting to watch for three months to see. It was little stuffy in my room, so I thought I'd open the window. Suddenly, there he was sitting up by the tree. Like a prince, ready to rescue his princess. At first I thought he was some kind of weirdo stalker until he fell off and lost his wig."
"By any chance it was...an affro?"
"Oh yeah it was..." She reached into her pocket and pulled it out. "I found it this s'morning too. He was bugged by not having it."
"I see..." Emily leered over to her husband with a stink eye. "Do continue...What happened next?"
"He was unconscious, I didn't know what to do. So, I figured I would sneak him into my room while parents weren't looking and make sure he was okay... I gotta say he really does look sexier in his sleep." Emberlynn lost focus when she pays her attention back to the snoozing imp.
"And then?" Emily crossed out her arms wanting more details, this ought to be good. Ethan on the other hand was getting nervous and he couldn't tell if this girl knew if she was or not.
"Oh, right! And then he just jumped up and pinned me down. Thinking I was kidnapping him. I told him what I was doing, when he suddenly tripped over this."
She held out her amulet. "It protects the wearer from demons. So...I got ask." Emberlynn looked over to them with interest. "Is he a demon? Like...a real demon?"
Ethan was tempted to grab his double barrel. Very tempted. "Kid, I'd be careful with what you call my boy."
"What?" She was confused. "But he is isn't he?"
"What he is, isn't your damn business." He was very agitated and not happy but then Emily leaned over to him.
"Honey? Can I have a word with you in the kitchen?" It wasn't a request either. "Alone?"
The graying brunette sighs deeply from his nose. Knowing this is going to be a problem. He stands from his seat and heads for the kitchen with his wife not far behind him.
"We'll be right back. Just stay here and...make yourself comfortable." Emily called out as she closed the door behind her. Turning around to her husband. "What the fuck?"
"What do you mean what the fuck?" He returned back. "I'm just as confused as you are!"
"Oh no, you don't get to try to wiggle out of this." She marched up to him poking a finger into his chest. "You let him go out last night."
"Hey, he's a grown man. He can go wherever he pleases."
"But to the city!? Have you lost your marbles, Ethan?"
"Hey, I told him to grab his wig. You don't think I thought he'd try to get himself into trouble?"
"Well, you thought wrong!" She scoffed. "And now there's this girl out there in our living room that knows what he is!"
"Emily, you didn't think that someone wouldn't figure it out? He's freakin red! And not sun burnt red!"
"That's not the issue here!"
"Then what is the issue then!?"
"The issue is you let him go out there into the next city over without consulting with me!"
"Oh, give me a break!" Ethan rolled his eyes back.
"Oh, I'll give you a break in five minutes if we don't fix this!"
"The fuck? How we gonna do that? Woman you even hear yourself?" Ethan raised an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah, and I've heard every bit of bullshit that came out of your mouth."
"Don't you start using that tone on with me." Emily said firmly. "This happened because your negligence."
"Well, it doesn't help that you keep stifling him!"
"I do not!"
"Yeah, you do!"
"Alright, then name a few times I have." She challenged him.
"Well let's see, he wanted to go to that football game last year and you told him no."
"Because it was outside of town!" She gave him her reason. "People would've suspected something."
"We've had plenty of money for the private lots!" Ethan reminds her. "How about the number of times you let him go to parties?"
"We've let him go to costume parties."
"Which don't happen very often."
"The count."
"Not on Halloween, it doesn't."
"What about that horror-con?"
"They haven't had it in over two years!"
"But I was sure that-"
"How about the one time you made him wear that ridiculous mask?"
"What mask?" Emily wasn't following.
"Really?" Ethan frowned. "The mask you made him wear the last time we were in the city?"
"That only got a bunch of looks for him." He remembered that mask that was supposed to make Raymond blend in and look human.
"It made him look like one of those convert robots."
"That movie was stupid."
"No, it wasn't." She denies.
"Yeah, it was."
"You don't get too bad mouth Terminators."
"Those movies have been dead since the third one."
"To each's own. Ok were getting off topic."
"Right, right..." Ethan watched as his wife peaked through the doorway watching Emberlynne stare at their sons pet. "What are we supposed to do?"
"Obviously, we're not burying her body." Emily warns her husband.
Her husband scoffed. "Oh sure, like I was gonna sneak up behind and hit her with a damn shovel."
"But you were thinking about it."
"Not now I ain't!" Ethan deadpanned to his wife.
"Then what the hell were you gonna do?"
"Just scare her off or somethin'."
"With buckshot? C'mon, Ethan."
"What? It's not like I'm going to blow her damn head off."
"Then what? Her legs? You'd still fuckin' kill her."
"Then what's your idea then? Leave her stranded in the middle of the woods?"
"People like her need to learn how to stroll through the woods sometime."
"Pfft, they end up gettin' lost." He scoffed. "And sometimes even after five minutes they start freakin out."
They then noticed Emberlynne had grabbed Raymonds tail looking at with fascination. A stifled giggle escaped from the imps mouth. That seemed to got a response out of the girl who then grew curious. "So he's ticklish there. I wonder..." The weeb leans over to the snoozing Raymond, paying attention to what's left of his horns. Emberlynn reaches a hand out to graze one of them. "It's so smooth."
This got another reaction and Raymond swatted away whatever it was which startled Emberlynn.
"Okay, sensitive up there too."
"On one hand she don't seem to be bothered at all."
"Oh right, like that's supposed to be a good thing."
"Maybe they had a...one night stand or somethin'." Ethan deduced. "I don't know."
"That's not funny!" Emily whispered back in response.
"Hey, it could happen? Remember when I got him to tell me how he lost his virginity?"
"Ethan! This is serious!"
"I'm just saying." Ethan holds his hands up casually.
"Plus, you've pressuring him to find a girlfriend."
Emily frowned. "Now you want to go there?"
"Fine." Ethan scoffed. "What do we do with her in the meantime then?"
"Preferably to keep her mouth shut about this."
Emberlynn was still messing with Raymonds tail.
"Can we even convince her?"
"We'll see." Ethan looked to his wife. "Go on ahead."
"Oh no you don't." The auburn-haired woman grabs the rancher by the ear. "If I'm doing this, you're coming with me."
"Fuck am I supposed to say to her? You do a better job at it then I do."
"To get the point across."
"And?"
"You do a better job at scaring people than I do."
"Fair point...Fucking aye. But you do most of the talking." He opened the door and Emily knocked getting Emberlynn's attention watching as they go back to their seats.
"Are you sure he's not a demon?" She asks them. "Cuz I've never heard of a human purring before."
"Of course, people can dang purr." Ethan replied back. "Cats do it, why can't we?"
"Ethan, you snore like cannon fire." He cleared his throat looking to Emiley and motioned his head over towards their 'guest'. "Oh right. Um...Emberlynn? What is it...you want exactly?"
"Nothing really." The goth tells them.
"Nothing?" Emily doubts her words.
"What do you mean nothing?" Ethan also doubted her words. "Then what are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to see Raymond."
"For what reason?" The matriarch questions Emberlynn.
"I don't know, I just wanted to." She shrugged. "I was hoping he stuck around last night. But he didn't so I asked around town and learned where you live."
"So, you followed him here."
"In my defense, he spied on me first."
This caught their attention. "Spying on you?" Emily was now confused. "Why didn't you call the police?" Most regular people would've done that the first moment they seen someone spying on them.
"How would you explain it to the police?" Emberlynn retorts. Raising her thumb and pinky to her ear. "Ring, ring, ring. Hello, 9-1-1? I've got a demon with a red tail and horns lying in my backyard. Can you help me?"
Ethan looked over to his wife. "She's got a point."
"Ok then how come you're not acting out?"
"Umm, well... Let's just say... I'm a fan who likes stories about demons." She tells them modestly. Compared to how she was behaving last night.
"A what?" Ethan wasn't following.
"I'm a fanfic writer. I love stories about angels and demons. But most especially demons! They just seem so cool that I just wanna..." Emberlynn practically moans at the possibilities.
"Oooooooooh..." Emily was catching on slightly a bit. "Ok."
"What?"
"Remember when we discovered all that stuff in my grandparents basement?" Ethan gagged knowing what she was talking about, because evidently Emily's grandparents were well 'active' very active, and they had chest full of 'assortments' They threw all that shit away in a dumpster.
"Okay, I think I get the picture." Ethan looked back. "Ray evidently got stupid last night and that someone turned out to be a weirdo."
"Hey, it's not weird if it's real!" The goth resents that comment.
"Still weird!"
"Oh, hush up...You like jazz and your obsessed with it."
"Not as much as this kid is with her... thing."
"OK! We get it!" Emily said in annoyance. "We gonna stop losing track and focus on what's going on right now? Because this is already a big enough problem!"
"Alright! Alright! You ain't gotta freakin yell I'm right here you know."
"Just let me do the talking. Okay?"
Ethan threw his arms into the air. He tried; you see that god? He tried.
"H-Hey..." Emberlynn waved out her hands in defense. "Look...I didn't mean to cause any trouble."
Emily sighed. "Honey, I'm gonna be blunt for a minute. You come here showing up out of nowhere at nine in the morning looking for my boy. A complete stranger, and you didn't mean to cause any trouble. What the hell do you think your on? Fantasy Island?"
"Where?" She raised an eyebrow evidentially not familiar with the movie.
"Let me rephrase that." Emily cleared her throat. "Ya brought trouble! That make sense now?" She used her accent.
"...A little bit."
"You really wanna stick with that story?" She crossed out her arms. "Because now I'm pissed off. You come around, and then I learn my son's been fooling around with some rejected anime character."
"Wait, what did you just call me?"
"A rejected anime character. Because for all I know you could be making this up. I'm sorry but unless I hear the full truth I ain't buying it."
"Uh hello! She brought back his freakin wig, and she's pretty adamant about it." Ethan pointed out. "The hell you gotta believe for? Evidence is right there."
"See? He gets it."
"Oh, shush up," Ethan replied back. "You speak only when we speak. Cause I still got some doubts about you too." The otaku deflates from the assault from Raymond's elders.
Right on que the said protagonist wakes up giving off a yawn. "Hey, ma? Pa? I had this terrible dream. Something whack was happening, and I knocked myself out." He sat up rubbing his eyes. "And there was this girl that looked like..."
And the minute he turns to look off, there's Emberlynn right there, waving to him. His reaction is for his yellow eyes to widen in horror and scream an absolute terror.
"Fuck me! It was real!?" He looked over to his folks who gave him flat expressions.
"Oh it's freakin real..." Ethan confirmed nodding his head. "Waaaaay real."
"Real as it can be..." Emily added and then didn't bother to wait for him to adjust sinking her fangs into him with her words.
The poor imp could only moan in dismay. "Fuck me..."
"Ray..." Emily's voice was stern. "What the fuck is going on here!?"
"And we the want the truth." Ethan backed his wife up for support.
Raymond can only gulp, knowing now that he's cornered. Even if he ran now, chances are though hunting down like a dog on a rotten steak. "What'd she tell you first?"
"According to Emberlynn, you were sitting up by her tree, before you fell off. Tell us, what exactly were you doing up there?"
"..." Raymond doesn't reply back with sigh. "I checked in out of curiosity. There I said it!"
"You checked in?" Emily looks absolutely crossed. "You mean you've been spying on this girl!?"
"Not intentionally." He defends his case.
"How do you-" She called herself taking a deep breath trying to calm down. "How do you not intentionally spy? I don't buy any of that. You were spying on her, why else would you up in there in the first place?"
"I was just curious about people, that's all! I wasn't trying to watch people get undressed or anything."
"The fuck is wrong with you Ray!?" Ethan was also pissed off. "We taught you better than that!"
"Oh yeah taught me better." Raymond scoffed. "Yeah, taught me that I'm able to do fuckin' anything!"
"Yeah, but to spy on people like that? What the fuck's wrong with you!?"
"Well excuse the shit out of me, for being curious to know what other people do outside of town. You never let me go there anyways! Or anywhere!"
"You know why you can't do that." The mother glares down at her foster son.
"Over what? They never seen a dude with a skin condition like mine before!? Oh please, there's people who fuckin' dress up like there woman or a man and there's wierdo's who dress up in animal costumes twenty four seven! I doubt there'd be no reason for me to walk around like normal."
"Not when you decide to walk through a house fire."
"Wait, he could walk through fire?" Emberlynn blinked in surprise.
"Hey, I've seen people all over the internet do it."
"Ray, half those people are morons asking for something to happen." Ethan pointed out.
"What does that make me? I'm fireproof!" Raymond smirked. "If that ain't a superpower, what else would you call it!?"
"Eh...superpower to some yes, but not really natural?" Emberlynne raised an eyebrow using a bit of knowledge.
"Raymond, I know you get bored around here, but you did was completely out of the line and wrong." Emily continued chewing him out. "What if she called the police on you? What then?"
"You could've been thrown in jail, or worse." Ethan added in.
"But I'm not am I!?"
"No, but you're this close to getting your ass kicked."
"The fuck I am. Look, I didn't hurt or anything, and maybe if you two weren't so damn controlling all the time this wouldn't have happened." Raymond exclaimed. "How many times am I able to go anywhere without a wig or those ugly ass masks that me wanna puke? There freakin creepy! Especially the white-faced guy!"
Ethan glances over to his wife. Almost telling her that he told her so. She didn't want to hear it and stood up. "Right now this ain't about that, this about you doing something stupid and you taking repercussions for what you did."
"And what repercussions am I getting?" Raymond dares to ask.
"Either you apologize to this girl and take full responsibility. Or the thing is gonna happen."
"Wait...you two seriously think something dirty happened last night?" Raymond groaned in annoyance. "For fucks sake, that's your first thought? Nothing did! Not a thing!"
"What thing?" Emberlynne was lost and confused.
"Raymond..."
"Oh my god you do think something happened!" Raymond turned over to his Ethan. "Pa, what the hell did you fill her head up with!?"
"Just stand there and find out." Ethan replied back.
"No thank you." He held out his arms in an X formation. "Fuck this."
"Fine then...have it your way..." Emily reached for her pants and started to un do her belt.
"Nope, I'm good!" Raymond is quick to jump out of the couch. "In fact...I'm out!" He jumped over the couch and raced towards the door going through.
"Son of a bitch..." Ethan shook his head, another one of these? Hasn't happened in a while.
May as well see how far he'll go before Emily catches Raymond. His wife goes after him and turns to Emberlynne. "Come on..." The middle aged man sighed as he walked past her.
Just when she expected his family to be demons in disguise, this happens instead.
Outside Raymond didn't get to far instead he climbs up into a tree where he was high enough out of reach. Angrily Emily approached her adopted child. While Eathan and Emberylnn walked in from behind watching the scene unfold. "Raymond! You get down from that tree this instant!"
"Uh yeah, how about no!" He replied back. "Its comfortable up here!"
"Right now, young man."
"No!" All your gonna do when I get down is beat on me!"
"Your damn right I'm gonna beat you." She reached up and missed grabbing his tail. "You snuck around the suburban neighborhood to spy on people. And you even got yourself involved with this helpless girl!" She tried to whip him and failed the second time she got a hit.
"Ow!" Raymond yells in pain. "What!? No, I didn't rape her! She was the one getting handsy with me!"
"What!?"
"I...might've gotten a little out of hand..." Emberlynne admitted sheepishly. "But that's only because he touched my chest a few times."
"WHAT!?" Emily turned over to her boy.
"Will you freakin calm the fuck down ma!? She was right on top of me, and I woke up in a place I didn't recognize. You would've punched some random guy hovering over you if it wasn't dad!"
"Boy, I'd shoot his balls off before he could even touch me. You're the who thought spying on some girl was a good idea." The angry mother reprimanded her foster son. Tugging him down further off the tree.
"Oh sure, like I haven't done worse!" The brunette finally gets him, down pulls the back of his pants down a bit, walking both of his wrists together and goes to town on his bare ass. Naturally Raymond screams out in pain and then his tail wrapped around her wrist. "OH no! The fuck you ain't gonna pull that shit on me anymore!" His tail let go and he jumped back to give himself some space putting his pants back on.
"Raymond!"
"Go away!" Raymond hissed back in response.
"Don't you hiss at me, boy!"
"Then don't hit at me like I'm a little kid! Not anymore, I am!"
"You are my son! You disrespect me, I'll treat you however I like!"
"You know maybe if you'd try to shorten the leash on me sometimes, this crap wouldn't happen." Raymon pointed a finger at her. "You got some blame for this too!"
"He's right you know." Ethan tells his wife.
"What!?" She turned over to him. Whose side was he on? "Excuse me?"
"Emily, he's 23 years old. Let him make a mistake or two."
Sensing the 'disturbance' of matriarch authority being disturbed Emberlynn slowly and cautiously made her way over to Ray as this unfurled.
"Oh hell no!" She marched over to him. "Don't come to his defense just so you can be off the hook!"
"I ain't coming to no defense, I'm only saying the truth. I don't approve of what he did either." The brunette tells the auburn-haired woman truthfully. "Does he deserve some punishment? Yeah. But c'mon let the kid, live a little."
"We are letting him live his life."
"Yeah, in a place that hardly gets a lot of people his age." Ethan made another point. "Sure, it's where we raised him, but Ray also deserves to find his own path doesn't he?"
Emily scoffed. "Don't play that card on me!"
"I am. Because ever since graduation, you basically keep his little ass locked up to Castle Peak. No where else but here."
"Then what would you do then!? What would you do then!?"
"Obviously let him explore. If something happens, he'll let us know." Ethan answered back. "Come on we got to have some faith in him. Even though he did do something we disapprove." He glanced over to the source of their heated topic.
Raymond is doing his best to keep ten feet away from Emberlynn. But the girl won't stop staring at him.
"I mean look at us Emily, people didn't think we'd make it or turn out alright. I think we did good with what we've done. Sure, might not be much. But it's our lives and how we choose. What Ray? Doesn't he got at least that chance?"
"You don't think I consider that? I always do. But do you even think or consider what'd it be like when he goes out there?"
"Of course I do! I always do!" Ethan answered firmly. "I always think about it, I'm glad that he grew up around people who didn't judge him because of how he looks..."
"Then why even bother? He's got a life here. Why risk it?"
"Hun...we can't shelter him his whole life." Ethan puts a hand on his wife's shoulder. "Remember the choice we made? We knew the risks, we both did."
"..." She frowns a bit.
"We both had the best we could to provide him a good life. We kept him clothed, made sure there was food on the table for him." She sighs very deeply. "Despite everything, I will never stop loving that boy, blood or not."
"I know...But what the hell are we going to do?" She looked over to Emberlynn. "And her?"
"We'll support him when he needs us. As for the girl, we're making sure she doesn't start spewing claptrap or anything about Raymond."
"Ray..." Ethan spoke up. "Would you mind staying out here while we talk your friend?"
"She's not really my friend." The imp reminds them, obeying his father's instructions.
Emberlynn was a bit sad to hear this as Raymond went over to the front porch. Emily noticed this reaction and walked over to her. "Come on...Lets go." As they were walking, she also inquired something. "Do your parents know where you are right now?"
"No. They think I'm off buying a new book."
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Minutes go by, and afterwards it became an hour. And during that whole time Raymond had hung out with Louis. The white Ferret was the only one keeping him company. And he was just playing with him too.
"What're gonna do now boy? Huh? What are you gonna do?"
He using a long stuffed snake like toy and the ferret was going out at it gnawing on it and even going for a tug of war.
"Come on, get the bad guy! Get the bad guy!" Raymond encouraged. "Get that mother fucker!"
The little rodent snarls, biting into the toy like it owed him lunch money. His owner laughed and chuckled. "Alright. Good boy."
As this happened the door opened and Ethan came out. "Come on." The white haired man nods, standing up from the seat to follow his father inside. Louie follows the toy still in his left hand.
Passing through the living room he saw Emberlynn was still there. But he choose to ignore her and followed Ethan into the kitchen. At the table Emily was there taking a seat.
Ray took a seat as well. "Why's still here?" Was his first question.
"We've had a talk." The matriarch tells the young man.
"Yeah. And?"
"We've managed to talk and convince her.." Emily began.
"To leave me alone?"
Ethan joined in. "Actually no."
"No?"
"Right now your being punished."
"What do you mean?" Raymond narrows his yellow eyes at the pair blue eyes.
"Ray, here's what's gonna happen. For the next week your gonna be spending some time with her." His mother answered.
"What!?" He was sure multiple of his brain cells had just exploded. "What do you mean!? This is my punishment!?"
"Exactly as we said." Ethan answered plain as day. "And yes it is."
"Are you fucking kidding me right now!?"
The taller man looks down at his son, raising an eyebrow. "No. But I got a joke for you. Knock, knock."
"I'm not answering that."
"Because you already know the punchline."
"This your bright idea of punishment? I gotta waste a whole week with some chick who keeps rubbing my tail?" He knew that's what it had to been while he was sleeping.
It's the only logical explanation. His family hasn't touched it since he was in senior year.
"Raymond, we've talked to her and in truth. She's just curious about you. That's all."
"Yeah, of course you would." If they saw her room like he did, they'd think otherwise.
"Just suck it up and do this for us."
"The hell, should I?" Raymond crossed out his arms. "I got other things to do."
"I can call some of our employees to help out." Ethan tells him. "You just make sure you both stay out of trouble."
"So, your idea and form of punishment is me hanging out with the same chick who I just met last night." Raymond frowned. "You out of your mind?"
"No sir, our doctor checked this morning." Emily smirked.
"Ma, if you seen what she's obsessed with you'd think otherwise."
"Raymond you should know better than having always first impressions let you cast judgement. Remember how I told your granpda and grandma on my side of the family were...active? I don't see no difference."
"Not like this chick."
"She ain't no serial killer is she?" Ethan threw out the question.
"No. But she sure as hell has demon porn out of the wazoo." Raymond explained.
"Well then your fine." Ethan waved him off. "Remember your uncle Kieth? What do you think he and aunt Bonnie do every weekend?"
"I personally don't wanna remember whatever roleplay they do." The little red imp shivers. He doesn't know how his cousins could handle that.
"How are you fine with this!?"
"Raymond..." Ethan snorted with amusement. "I grew up in the 80's and 90's. I had my own stash of porn at point in my life."
"Do I need to remind you of your crush on Verosika Mayday?" Emily asks.
"That was a one-time thing."
"One? Try seventeen times!"
"I was fuckin' sixteen, I was teen!" Raymond frowned. "And can't anyone do anything in their own house?"
"My point still stands. We all go through phases in our lives."
"And this is supposed to be one of them!?"
"Yep."
"Well, what if I don't want to?"
Emily furrows her brow at that question. "I can still go for another run. Can you?"
"What the fuck is the whole point of this supposed to be!?" Raymond was getting frustrated. "I already swore I wouldn't do it again what more do you want!?"
Ethan tried to think of something so instead he looked over to Emily. "Honey?"
"You're doing it!"
The brunette tells him. "Or so help me, I'll make sure you'll live to regret your decision."
"And right now you can drive her back home." Ethan added. "So, hop to it."
"Yessir." Fucking dammit.
And what's Raymond did he began transporting Emberlynn home.
Suffice to say, it's an awkward drive back towards the suburbs. Emberlynn boredly looks around the truck, trying to find a way to entertain herself. Raymond, meanwhile, is keeping his eyes on the road. He doesn't want to acknowledge her presence.
"So...your parents were nice."
"Mhmm." He replied back still not looking at her.
"..." She tried to say something else, but wasn't really sure how too. "What's your Ferrets name?"
"Louie."
"He's really cute." Emberlynn continued talking. "And it's really adorable with how he is around you. You put a lot of care with him, didn't you?"
"I do."
"Raised him from a baby?" He hummed back in response. "Cool. I wish I had an adorable pet. I mean I had a cute dog when I was younger but had to put her down." He continues to just drive. Trying to relax when she keeps on talking. "Can I turn on the radio?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No." She groaned a bit hearing this. "What kind of music do you like?"
"Whatever sounds good to me..."
"You like anime music?"
"Hardly not so much..." He did like some of it, but not to much. He did like some of the ones that had the most English however.
"What do you in your past time?"
"Are we seriously going to play twenty questions!?" He looked over to her finally.
"Sorry, it's just so quiet." She said.
"How bout we play the quiet game?"
Raymond was already not happy about this at all. Why would he be happy about this for? First last night ended in diaster, and now this. What more could fuckin' happen right now!?
"..."
"..."
"...Cou-"
"No."
"You won't even listen to what I'm trying to say."
"Yes." Now she was frowning. "You don't have to be such a douche."
"Says the horn dog." Raymond huffs.
"What!? Horndog!?" She put both hands on her hips. "I'll have you know I'm not ashamed for being what I am."
"Good for you." The imp's sarcasm knows no bounds.
"What's your deal?"
"My deal?" She was gonna go to that route? "My deal is that you came out of nowhere and showed up at my home. Which is usually a sign of a stalker!"
"You're the one who was watching me from my window!" She reminded him. Where the hell does he get off scott free? He was the whole reason the thing even happened! Emberlynn was fine watching anime in peace. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she'd ever meet something that wasn't even human and not from this world.
So, she got a little carried away, so what? It would be the biggest first of her life. Her, getting pounded by a real live demon!
Only problem was he wasn't in the mood for that. No, he clearly was not. In that 'mood'.
"Oh please, your place has more porn than anywhere else possibly around your entire neighborhood."
"Not true, there's others worse than me."
"What they also part of your monster boner boned fan club?"
"Uck! No way!"
"What do you mean no way?" Raymond was finding that hard to believe.
"I like my stuff. But some people would kill each other over something stupid."
"Stupider than your Akame Whatchamacallit? Or whatever God awful crap you read?"
"First off, that's Akuma no Otto your talking about. Not Akame Ga Kill and I got my standards."
"Name three."
"Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood, not the original. Beelzebub and Demon Slayer."
"Guess what? Plenty of those fuckers have the same problem you do. Probably even worse than Harry Potter!"
"Meh, Harry Potter is like mediocre nowadays. I never cared much for it." Emberlynn agreed much to Raymonds surprise. No, no don't lose focus!
"Excuse me, bitch? I grew up on those movies!" Raymond tells Emberlynn. "At least I can admit there are problems."
"Then why even say it then?"
"Because I know the difference between love and obsession. Something you can't get out of that necklace of yours."
"Pfft, to each's own. And what about what you did last night? That's worse then most people think I do!" Emberlynn pointed out. "Your no better."
"Hey! I wasn't trying to come in and rape anyone the next day. Look at me, I look like a dollar store Hellboy. Somebody would probably shoot me if I start walking into some random church."
"Are you kidding!? Hellboy's cool! And I love those comics!" She objected. "I'd welcome him into my church any day."
"You would." Raymon deadpanned.
"Come on that was a compliment!"
"Well I ain't feeling it."
"When don't you? Your like one of those characters who want boring lives."
"No I ain't."
"Then how come you were spying on me? Hoping to possibly catch a glance at me in birthday suit." Emberlynn leaned over to him with a smirk. "Huh? What do you got to say about that Ray-kun? Hmm? You were that bored and turned to me? And you weren't bored?"
"Woman, you so much as insinuate, I'll kick your fat ass out of this truck!"
"Then your parents would be wondering what happened to me." She put on a dead pan look. "I would show up on the news. And considering where I'm at, and you were the last one with me. They'd put the two and two together."
Fucking hell she had a point. No she made a freakin excellent good point. Despite her 'obsession' its clear she wasn't dumb either.
"So, what was that you were saying about kicking me out of this truck? Go on."
The imp merely grumbles irritably as he finally turns on the radio. The moment it turns on Emberlynn's ear drums got blasted with metal and a loud scream, covering her ears. "What the fuck!?"
Raymond finally decides to ignore her, just patting on the wheel to the rhythm of the guitar from the nu metal band on the radio. Carefully Emberlynn looked at the radio and the owner before making her move changing the station.
It landed on a different band, Green Day, Jesus of Suburbia. Imp angrily glares at the goth, pushing the button back to where the radio started. "What's with Green Day? Green Days awesoome!" She changed it back to what she landed it on.
"I hate Green Day. Change my radio again and we're gonna have a problem." The short young man warns the taller girl.
"What!? How do you hate Green Day!?" She replied back. "At least it ain't screamo. I don't know how or why people like hearing a guy scream like he's mauled by a zombie."
"Because it's more satisfying to scream than to do nothing but trash talk politics and the LGBT."
"Hey for the record, I don't care about that stuff." She retorted. "I know which side I'm in."
"And is that side basically screaming out...'Hey! Godzilla! You want some action!? Got one over here!'"
"That's not what I do!" Emberlynn denies.
"Really, than why go around saying like; "Oh Ray-kun, let me into your demon harem so I can go straight to Bone Town!" The irritated man in the cap, mocks her phrasing from last night.
"You listen to Verosika Mayday?"
"What?" This suddenly snaps him out of his attitude.
"Oh my gosh, you do!" She broke down into laughter. "That's hilarious!"
"Shut up!" Raymond exclaims. "I like her songs." Among other things that he intentionally left out.
She laughed some more. "I-I don't know what to say. Wow...that's rich. Don't get me wrong, she's ok, but I like it when she performs with the lead Singer of Sour Gear."
"You mean that Ride Me Six Ways collaboration?"
"Yeah, that's the one. And I even preordered their newest album. She does a few duets with them. Even a few new cover songs."
"Still can't believe she married the guy." Raymond grumbles.
"What?" She looked over to him in confusion. "Married?"
"What you don't know? The leader singer what's his name, Typhoon, yeah leader singer of Sour Gear he's married to Verosika Mayday."
"Nuh-uh. That's just a rumor."
"Nah, it's true. They got married back in 2016." The imp answered matter of factually.
"I don't believe it." She ain't never heard of that in her life. "People would've known. It would've made news."
"It was on her Twitter. I still remember how sad I was then."
"Pfft, and you say I got issues. What is that then?"
"A stupid crush that I outgrew."
"Let me guess a year ago?"
What? No!" Raymond denies. "It was three years ago." While he did that Emberlynn smirked changing the radio station where it landed on a different song. That being 'I Don't Care' by Down and Outlaws.
"Oh! I love this song!" She even started to head bang her head to the strumming of the guitar. In response to this, Raymond turned it off. "Hey!"
"I told you to stop. Try and turn it on and see what happens."
"Hey your folks asked you to be nice."
"I am being nice. Because I could've served off the highway without warning."
"And what's that gonna solve?" She pointed out. "By killing us both because you want to ignore this?"
"Absolutely everything!"
"Your being over dramatic."
"Compared to how you are, I'd say I'm being for real."
"And I'm saying its stupid to do something stupid just to avoid something." Emberlynn retorted. "Is that not real enough for you?"
"Hardly."
"And there you go again." The chubby goth argues. "You're acting out because I thought you're a cute demon."
"I keep telling you I'm not a fucking demon!"
"Oh really?" Emberlynn starts playing with her necklace. "Try and touch me again."
"I'm driving the damn truck. You wanna crash?"
"You got two hands. You even got a tail. You're parents could touch me, but you can't."
"You really wanna do this?" He side frowned at her.
"Oh yes I do."
"... Okay." With one hand on the wheel he reached over and tried to touch.
But of course the necklace reacts to his presence. The holy barrier stops his hand from reaching two feet beside the imp. "That's a crock of shit."
"Exactly." She smirked happily putting both hands onto her hips. "The only way you can touch me is that I have this off."
"Urgh!" Raymond growls, turning his attention back to the road in a huff. This is so frustrating for him.
"What the fuck do you even want!? Why'd you even come to my home in the first place!?" That was a really big question.
"...I just wanted to hang out and hoped that you might've wanted to too."
"...What?" Raymond blinked a few times. "You wanted to hang out, with me? Why so your fantasy can happen? No."
"But-"
"No! Just because I don't look like you, doesn't mean I wanna hang around and fuck you."
"I wasn't even going to say that! Although a little part of me deep down wants too. But no!" Emberlynn defended herself. "I just wanted to know if you wanted to go and do something."
"Well why don't you go hang out with other people then? Like you?"
"I don't have any friends..." Emberlynn replied bitterly now she looked away turning to look through the window. "I'm not able to...how would I if there's not no one?"
Just as soon as she said that is when Raymond finally exited from the highway, parking the car off the side of the main street.
"What your telling me, no one?"
"..." She didn't respond nor move.
"Seriously?" The imp looks to the goth surprised. "Don't you go to college or something?"
"I do...and you'd think that you would be able too...Not everyone is so open...Half of them are stupid..."
He doesn't say a word, just let her vent. It's certainly different from how she behaved last night.
"No...No. The last time someone wanted to hang out with me that was a lie." She turned over to Raymond continuing to talk. "And they poured a bucket of fucking pigs blood thinking it was funny."
Wait, a bucket full of blood? Actual blood? Used for a prank? They'd go to such lengths just for a laugh? He remembers reading something about that in a Stephen King book. But to do that for real in today's day and age. "What the fuck!?"
"..." She frowned giving off a heavy sigh.
"Just when I thought the old preacher was a dick."
Raymond turned over to her. "Be real with me for a minute...why? Most people would've been pissed off and never want to see that person again."
"Your were honest..." Emberlynn answered hesitantly. "And you weren't trying to hurt me..."
He blinked a few times. "You also could've done whatever you wanted to me. Even when I was going to let you. But you didn't do anything. Aside from...grabbing my chest." She blushed briefly.
"That was an accident. I thought you were kidnapping me."
"And I thought you were coming to kill me."
"No! Not in a ridiculous wig." Raymond clarified now he sighed leaning back into his seat. He really wished that now he didn't do it. Too late now, his dumbass caused it. "...Do you even want to do this?"
"What?"
"The hanging out thing?"
"Wait..." She got excited. "Are you really...?"
"Only because my folks won't get off my back about it." Raymond gave his reason. "But I'm asking if you're even going to do this?"
She goes over to hug him but quickly he stops her. "Whoa...you know you can just say yes, can't you?"
The sheepish Goth smiles enthusiastically. "Yes! Yes, I would!" She tries to go to hug the imp again. But the barrier activated once again. He was forced to turn and hit his face against the car window.
He glares in irritation. "You're still wearing that thing! It like running into a brick wall!"
"Whoops. Sorry." Emberlynn apologized she took it off and placed it onto his dashboard. "Still getting used to that thing actually does work."
"How can a piece of merch even do that?"
"I don't know. I don't think even the people who made these know!"
"The fuck they do!"
"Well thanks to you being the test dummy now we know."
"I didn't sign up for this shit."
"Well too late it's happening." Emberlynn quickly dug her and brought out her phone. "Can we exchange numbers?"
"Only if you don't send me anything gross or weird." Raymond replied hesitantly bring out his own cellular device.
The pair write each other's names and numbers down, testing it out on one of them.
"Alright well I'll see you tomorrow. Would you mind coming and visiting my place?"
"Only if you don't try to trap me down in a basement and break my legs." He was referring to a movie that had a crazy ass psychotic bitch. "Then I'm fine with it."
"I swear I won't." Emberlynn puts up a hand in reassurance.
"What about your folks?" He kind of figured they would be curious to know why there's a red man in their house.
"Probably would tell them that your a guy with a rare skin condition. That or just sneak you in." The goth tells Raymond.
"That's actually what a lot of people back home believe." Then again, he's known them all his life too. So, there was also that factor.
"Well alright see ya Ray-kun!" She hopped out of the truck and walked off back to her house.
The white-haired man can only sighs irritably. He's really going to Hell for this. He also wonders if reluctant forced new pet owners always feel that same way just to make their spouse happy
The next day it happened. Starting today, he had to hang out with the same chick who he 'attempted to watch'. Not spy, but watch. Even then it'd be considered 'spying'. He would've been heavily medicated or something to help ease whatever would happen pass over. But his mom was on his ass, like a cheetah with prey in its sights.
Or a ravenous angry koala bear that came out of nowhere. Raymond doesn't know, but he does know he doesn't want to make his mother any angrier than she is with the imp.
He sure doesn't wanna bend over and let his mom whip now once more he was in Emberlynn's room. Somewhere he doesn't want to be in right now. The same place he ended waking up in, all because his dumb ass fell out of a tree. And then of course finding himself in a very strange and awkward situation.
Right now, he was staring at all the various items that were littered around the room itself. All the porn books, the posters, everything. It's very disturbing every time he looks at it.
Like for example, she had a body pillow of Cthulhu on it. Fucking aye, what is with people doing that? They turn anything into body pillows. Raymond could use some bleach. Maybe a lighter.
He's seen a lot of weird shit with those people. Even most likely good fucking god. Poor bums don't know those are cries for help. Very, very silent cries to help.
"You want anything while I'm up?" Emberlynn called out.
"Maybe some water and a blindfold."
"Sure, I'll get some water." She didn't hear the sarcasm. With sigh he figured he might as well look around. He seriously couldn't believe how many freakin stuffed figures there were. Most of them had...tentacles.
The imp shivers at the sight. When glanced around, he also takes notice of figuring about a woman and a Centaur!
Not to mention some of those books too. A vast majority of them were dirty. Very dirty. Don't get him wrong, he'd read stuff every once in a while, but not to this degree! Wyoming True, maybe. But dear God that's disturbing. And he thought that stupid movie fifty shades of gray was disturbing, and it was supposedly based off a book to.
While in thoughts Emberlynn came back passing him a water bottle. "Here."
"I don't get it, you got all this, but you don't like play video games or something?"
"Oh, I do sometimes." She corrects him.
"Ones that aren't dirty?" Raymond raised an eyebrow taking the water from her.
"I do."
"Name five non porn games." He challenged her as she sat down at the edge of her bed.
The goth thinks for a moment. Trying to think of something. "I've played Dark Souls, Tomb Raider..."
"Uh huh." The imp crosses his arms.
"...Stella Glow...Assassins Creed Origins and...Lord of the Rings return to Moria."
"Hmm." Raymond raises a brow surprised.
"What? I like other things too."
"Hey, I'm just surprised. Considering your... tastes." He brushed his hair with his cap.
"The only other closest game that's in between Baldurs Gate 3."
"Good god..." Raymond gaged he's heard a lot about that game. Especially the 'romance' scenes. "You play that?" He gags some more.
"Only a few times, but that's it."
"I would rather be playing Fable than some of that."
"What the hell is Fable?"
The imp glances at the Goth. "You serious?"
"No, isn't that thing that's like World of Warcraft?"
"No! It's nothing like World of Warcraft." Raymond makes very clear. "It's an old Xbox game I used to play when I was younger."
"The last thing I ever played on Xbox was Beyond Good and Evil." She commented. "And that's about all I remember."
"Never heard of it."
She shrugged not bothered by it. "So...what kind of games do you play?"
"Well, besides Fable, I do play Dead Rising, Pitfall and Borderlands. Mostly some adventure and strategy while throwing in, light bits of horror." Raymond gets up to start looking around.
She hums a bit hearing this as he browsed some of her 'wares'. "Like what? What games?" He was right by the statue of a woman wearing a wedding dress. Her groom a freakin dragon.
"Do you like it?"
"Why would I like it? It would smoosh her for like a pancake!"
"It has a human form." She rolled her eyes. "But games, what kind of games do you like?"
"Well...there's Marel Midnight Suns...Bloodbourne...Watchdogs and Ghost of Tshushima." He moves on over to peaking at some of her books.
"Besides what I've told you, that's pretty much what I usually play. At least whenever I'm not working."
Lick-He's not even going to finish that title. Then there was one displayed, My First time with...an eldritch horror. "Good god woman, do you have anything in your room that's not dirty?"
"What's wrong with love coming in all sorts of different forms!?" She pouted. "That's kind of the idea ain't it?"
"No, I know love. But I also know that the kind of love you're thinking involves a dick twice your size tearing you apart from the inside out." Raymond replied back as he stared the at the Cthulu body pillow. "Not to mention the whole concept is stupid. Like take this for example, some say its alright to tease and shame you based on your size. When the other side can be just as sensitive. People are just to short minded sometimes."
"That they are." The weeb agrees.
"Uh...Emberlynn? Where do you get most of this stuff from?" Raymond asked hesitantly, because he knew there couldn't be a shop like that around here.
"Amazon."
"No seriously where?"
"I am serious. You'd be surprised what they sell online."
"But Amazon out of all places? I can see E Bay doing that, they always have more stuff than Amazon does."
"True. But I got lucky with some of this stuff and I love them!"
"I can see that..." Raymond said in a dead pan tone. "Very much so...everything around me right now is proof..." He was lucky too, Raymond prayed he didn't find anything else other then these things. If he found a sex toy he was gonna jump off the roof.
"Do you have any books?" Emberlynn asks curiously.
"A few." He nods looking around some more. "I kinda like Stephen King."
"Oh, I like Stephen King. I even own a few of those movies too."
"Really?"
"Yeah, except for Children of the Corn."
"Seriously?" This catches Raymond's attention. "Why not?"
"I just didn't like the live adaptations." She shrugged. "And come on, do you how many movies there are of that book alone has spawned?"
"No."
"Eleven."
"Oh geez. I only ever read about it once and that was it. Personally, I like Christine, Stand By Me and 1408."
"I love Christine and Standby Be Me too. But the ones I like most include, Sleepwalkers, Dreamcatcher, The Boogieman, and my personal favorite Cats Eye."
"Hmm. Not bad. Have you ever heard of Rainy Season?"
"Nope. How about Graveyard Shift?"
"First time I've heard about it." Raymond admits.
"See your learning something new and I'm learning something new."
"Yeah, yeah..." Raymond rolls his eyes. "So, what the heck do you for fun around here? Aside from watching anime and probably things not appropriate to speak about."
"Oh, I like to write fanfics!" Emberlynn beams up at the question.
"Fanfics?" Raymond paused. "You mean those things people write about? Most of the reason if they don't see something they like and make a story about it?"
"Not always. Do you read them?"
"Whenever I'm on a scale down to number 1 bored yeah." He admitted. "But most of the time I read comics."
"Which ones?"
"Like Hellboy, and Spawn. I read those mainly because I like the artwork they use for them." Emberlynn smirked hearing this. "What's that look for?"
"You don't feel the irony?"
"Don't you even start, Ember."
"Ember?" She raised an eyebrow and got excited giving off a smile.
"Oh no..." Raymond groaned realizing his mistake. "Son of a-"
"You just gave me a nickname!" The goth was very pleased with this.
The farmer groans irritably. "Christ on a hand basket."
"You know you're really odd for a-" She stopped herself from finishing that word. "Never mind. What do you want do?"
"Depends on what you plan to do." Raymond furrows his brow. Hoping it's not an attempt on her desperate need to sleep with a demon.
"You ever seen the movie called Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark?"
"No. I don't think so. Why?" He sips on his drink finally.
"It's really good. It's based directly off the short horror story books for children made by Alvin Schwartz."
"So kinda like Goosebumps?" Raymond wonders.
"Kind of, but the difference is, that the author, drew heavily from folklore and urban legends as the topic of his stories, researching extensively and spending more than a year on writing each book. My favorite short story out of all of them was about a legend of a cannibalistic butcher."
This sounds interesting. Why hasn't red skinned man ever heard of this before? "If it also helps Guillermo del Toro also helped produced the movie itself." She threw out there.
Now this certainly caught his attention. "Del Toro? As in Pan's Labyrinth?"
"Yep, same person." Emberlynn confirmed. "You do know he was also involved with the Hobbit trilogy, right?"
"No. But I know he directed Blade 2."
"He did. Also, Pacific Rim."
"Yes, shame he didn't do it for the second."
The eager goth hums in agreement. Hopping on the balls of her heels excited. "Sooo... Do you want to watch it with me?"
"Fine. But please tell me you got snacks." Those were evidently his only condition to partaking in this.
"As a matter of fact, I do!"
Minutes go by and Raymond was chowing on popcorn while Emberlynn was on her bed getting a clear enough view of the film. To say the plot was interesting was an understatement, but was so was killing scenes. They were freakin trippy, and each one drew you in and right now they were at a scene at a hospital. Something dubbed...the Pale Lady.
"That thing is a fuckin' woman?"
"Yeah. Called the Pale Lady for a reason." Emberlynn answered as she was eating.
"What is it even supposed to be exactly?"
"I don't know. I keep forgetting. But that chapter always creeped me out for a good reason."
"He could've ran past her." Raymond tries to reason.
"Nah, that thing would've caught up to him eventually."
"How? It moves like a slug."
"Didn't you just what it did? That thing is a ghost. How do you ward off a ghost?"
"Uh? Call an exorcist!"
"Or just buy one of these things?" Emberlynn smirked holding up her pendant. "Only 25$."
"$25 dollars for an accessory. Unbelievable!"
"Hey, money's worth it." Emberlynn pointed out as she continued eating but then paused. Immediately she started patting her chest rappidly.
The young farmer turns to look at the girl in concern. The otaku is having hard time breathing. "Ember? You okay?"
She couldn't respond and looked to him and kept gagging. "Ah shit!" He now realized she was choking. "Stand up! Stand up now!" She did exactly as was told and quickly Raymond, stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and leaned forward. "Heave-ho!" He started to perform the Heimlich maneuver. "Heave-ho!"
Despite being smaller than her, Raymond is pretty strong. After a few attempts, a stray kernel jumps out of her throat and onto the floor.
Patiently Raymond remained in his spot while she was gasping for air and coughed a few times. Gradually calming down and regaining acceptable breathing. "Hey? You, ok?" He inquired about her current status.
"Y-Yeah...It...just...went down...the wrong pipe..." She answered back.
"That happens." The imp understood. He walks to his spot, grabbing a Monster drink and raises it up to his taller companion. "Here."
"Eww..." She didn't like those drinks but no less accepted it. "Blech...that's nasty. Thanks though..."
"Is it out of there?"
"Yep."
"Good. Didn't wanna be thrown in jail over some popcorn." Raymond jests, returning to his seat.
"I owe you...thanks..." She goes back onto her bed sighing out in relief.
"Don't mention it."
For the rest of the movie there was thankfully there was no more of those accidents either. By now we see Emberlynn walking right beside Raymond going to his truck. "How'd you like that movie over all?"
"It was interesting, I'll admit." Raymond tells the girl in the hoodie. "That bit with the Pale Lady was pretty freaky."
"Maybe, but the jangly man was worse." She smirked. "You flipped out when seeing it."
"Me? I thought that was you?"
"Nope, entirely you." She confirmed it. "That and your tail was shaking a lot."
"Was it? I didn't even feel it."
"It was poking at my leg when it happened."
They stopped at his truck, and he turned around. "My bad."
"It's fine, plus you helped me out when I was choking. So, consider us even...Hey Raymond? Would it be alright if I come over your place tomorrow?"
"Just so long as you don't come climb into my room. I like my privacy."
"I'm not over dramatic." Emberlynn deadpanned and the imp raised a brow at the human. Knowing that's a lie. "Ok maybe a bit, but your mom made a clear argument to me not to do it."
Well, that's a relief. Raymond thought to himself. He hoped that would not happen. Last thing he wants is this crazy girl to sleeping on top of him, equally naked without consent. Alright, but if that's the case then I'll need to make a quick run. I'll pick you up along the way. Sound fair?"
"Okay." Emberlynn smiles.
"See you tomorrow." He nodded before entering his truck and drove off.
Already the goth girl felt very happy right now. She finally got to hang out with someone. It's definitely unconventional, but it was fun getting to know the little demon.
And the more she thinks about today, the more she thinks about a new idea. Nothing concrete. But it could be something she could write about for a story. Something juicy, no doubt. So she turns around and makes a bolt mad dash back inside intent on getting on the computer while it was still fresh and lingering in there.
On the other hand, Raymond still had his reservations about this whole situation. Will it turn out nice, or just a ticking time bomb? He's probably leaning towards the latter considering how batshit crazy this college girl is about demons and her porn.
Then again too, he got himself into this mess. Only way to find out what would happen next, was him just him going along with the flow to see what'd happen next.
To be continued
Now replying back to reviewers
anaasophia. Honestly, I have a hard time believing that, granted there's been a wave of numerous 'artists' trying to get commissions from me, but on the other hand, who's to say that among plenty of them are scammers? That goes for the rest of you continuing to send requests and stuff to do art work for me, if your trying to offer, then PM me, show me proof. I may come off as sounding like an ass, but in this day and age you can never be too careful
Miguel. Thank you very much.
EnkiduKingu. No where near that level yet, but I get where your going at with it.
Marbled Gold, happy to hear your liking it my friend, then again you always do have something nice to say, appreciate it no less
MujonaNemo. Your too kind, and hope you enjoy reading this, because things will get interesting.
Gzilla54. Believe me, I felt the same way, and honestly when the episode came out I was honestly a bit interested I'll admit that much. And then came my friends suggestion, it lead to talks, work and now what you see here. As for her background and putting more ground work into it, yeah you'll know little by little.