Douxie x Reader

Chapter 9

I don't know what to do. Do I break up with Douxie? Do I not? How do I decide? Are we even dating at this point? God. There are no words to describe how I'm feeling. I'm the daughter of some evil witch and a princess!? My life has been turned upside down in a week. I look down at the list Blinky gave me.
Boggardian heart x1
Deathwinged butterfly wing x2
Hog horn x5

What even are these things? Where do I get them? I'm gonna have to go with Douxie. I pull myself off the ground, and head back through the tunnel. Claire and Jim have already left, and Douxie and Blinky are talking. They see me arrive and turn their heads, but I ignore them and walk over to Toby. I rest my hand on his cheek,
"Don't worry Tobes, we'll fix this. I'll fix everything..." I sigh. I feel a warm hand on my shoulder, but, in knowing the hand belongs to Hisirdoux, I shrug it off.
"We should go. We don't have much time..." I order, and march off.
"We should go for the Boggardian heart first," Douxie's voice rings out from behind me. He pulls up next to me, slowing his pace to match mine,
"Why, is that the easiest to get?" I ask, rolling my eyes.
"No, quite the opposite actually!" He chuckles, almost gently, like there's a fragile flower in front of him, and too much of anything could break the petals. Break the peace. I long to just be in his arms again, and for him to hold me and everything to be alright. But my focus for now is Toby. We can talk later.

We reach, what looks like a village. The town square type area, it's a large square with market stalls surrounding and a fountain of orange liquid in the middle, is bustling with strange looking people, creatures, whatever they are. The things are purple, hunched and have brown spikes covering their backs. They have a pinky, red belly, and each one carries a pot, full of goods (bought at the market I suppose).

(They look kinda like this. (I don't own this picture, it's from the game Dragon Quest XI)).

"Why would this be the hardest to get? They're just a bunch of villagers." I ask Douxie, my face fixed with a puzzled expression.
"They aren't the keenest people on handing over their organs..." Douxie says, slightly sarcastically. I sigh, and wander into the square.
"Hello, do you have a leader?" I ask one of the things.
"Leader is big Boona. Live in hut down there," they point their stubby finger down a pathway.
"Okay, thank you..." I reply, stopping because I realised I've been thinking of them as things.
"Jarva! Have a nice stay in Bobonga villlage! We Boggardians welcome you!" The Boggard says.
"Well, yes, thank you then, Jarva," I smile.
"Oh, and, be careful, Jarvis. He no like giving organs of the dead, especially hearts." Jarva says, before backing away.
"But how did you-" I start.
"Jarva knows all!" She says, before disappearing behind a bunch more Boggardians.
"How did you-?" Douxie yelps.
"What?" I ask.
"You talked in Boggardian. That's like, the Parseltongue of here." Douxie explains.
"Oh, I just talked I guess... well, we have to go up there." I point in the same direction Jarva showed me.

We start sauntering down the path. It's very awkward. I keep wanting to say something, but I don't. Why should I? The whole walk is silent. All the Boggardians stare at us as we past, we must be strange to them. We reach a large hut. The walls are spruce and it has a sloped, thatched roof. We knock on the door and it opens, slowly, with many many creaks. A Boggard looms large, over us. He's bigger than most of them, and I can only assume he's the one they call Jarvis. He beckons us inside and sits us down on the floor, in front of an orange, glowing fire. Jarvis explains to us that he knows why we're here. He knows we want a heart. And he's willing to give it to us. If...

We fight his best warrior.

AN
Sorry for the long wait, was struggling with inspo. V excited to write the next chapter!