Oh My God Is This Really Happening?

And The Surprises Are Endless, Of Korse It Gets Worse

I woke up to the light footsteps that notified someone entering. It wasn't Daddy Shrek, he walked heavier than the newcomer. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was the bald head. 

My fears were confirmed. 

It was Exterminator Korse. 

My hand snaked around Lorne's body, his head resting peacefully on my chest as he slept. Billie was still out cold, laying on his stomach and using his arms as a pillow. The beating he received the other day had really drained him. Korse and I made eye contact and I whimpered as he smiled smugly. Oh what I'd give to punch that motherfucker in the face. I knew I couldn't. I didn't just have to behave for Billie now, I had Baby Lorne too. And Julius, but she's been quiet recently. If I'm being honest with myself, it probably was just drugs. Plants don't talk. 

Korse's eyes flashed dangerously and I nudged Billie with my elbow. To my relief and slight surprise, he awoke. Part of my expected he'd just continue to sleep. He groaned and propped himself up on his elbows, rubbing the sleep from his eyes tiredly. "Gee?" he asked, his voice heavy. I stayed silent and gulped, not daring to move a muscle. I flicked my eyes to Korse and back to Billie and after a few seconds of morning confusion he got the message, slowly turning to Korse. Once he caught sight of the exterminator, he rolled to his back and sat up, wincing as he did so. It seemed we were always wincing. The pain never stopped. 

Billie stared at the exterminator, watching him leave the room. I sat up and sent Billie a look, a dead serious expression of preparation for what was to come. God knows what would happen this time. I just wanted Lorne out of it. If I had my way, Billie would be out of it too, but that was just wishful thinking. 

I stoked Lorne's hair lovingly. It was weird that he already had hair, and teeth for that matter, but I didn't waste too much time thinking about it. It's fine. 

He nuzzled his face into the scarred skin of my chest, sighing in his sleep. He was so precious. How could he possibly be a demon? 

Korse reentered the room, this time with a briefcase and a camera. I watched him set up, half of me wondering what would happen and the other half hoping I'd never find out. Korse ignored us for the most part, going about his business in a calm and steady manor. I hated waiting. It was like everything was moving extra slowly. I knew bad things were going to happen and I knew Korse was dragging this out intentionally. I also knew Billie was going to be an ass today, he already had defiance written all over his face. I dreaded the moment but hoped it would just come already so it could be over and dealt with. 

After what felt like hours of waiting in silence, the only sounds being Korse's shuffling and Lorne's occasional sigh or hum, Korse clapped his hands together and announced, "Who's ready to feel pain?" 

Lorne jumped up from his sleep and stared at Korse with wide eyes. I was scared he would start crying, but he didn't. What kind of baby is this? Korse studied the three of us like a lion studies his prey, a face that made my stomach twist itself into knots. No one answered and no one even moved. Shrek entered the room and Korse whispered something into his ear. Shrek grinned and nodded. Oh shite. 

Shrek walked over to where we were sitting on the floor and lifted Baby Lorne off my lap. I opened my mouth to protest but stopped, Billie, on the other hand, wasn't as submissive as me. 

"You fucking bastard!" he shouted at Shrek, stumbling to his feet. Korse was by his side in seconds, knocking him to the ground with one swift drag of his arm across Billies face. But that didn't stop him. 

"You fucking touch him and I will kill you! I'll kill you both!" he screamed, rage filling his voice. Shrek just gave another smirk and walked to the doorway, out of view of the camera that was centered against the wall that attached to the stairs. He sat on a step and put Baby Lorne on his knee, bouncing him lightly. I got a sour taste in my mouth.