(Btw ghosts come at first breath because "life begins at first breath" so yeah:p)÷÷Paris+Milk÷÷
Paris held Milk tightly. She still couldn't believe what had happened just days ago. How could she have fought for the wrong side? She believed in the cause, yes. She believed in freedom, of course. But she had the wrong partner. No, more like a boss. Paris sighed and looked up at her husband. Milk seemed to be lost in thought, or perhaps watching the news. It was discussing why the population of Earth #4 was rapidly increasing.
"The former ghost and demon kingdoms made a bad decision deciding to reside under the first Earths waters.." the reporter lady on the telly spoke, looking at a screen that the viewer couldn't see, "There was a crack in the field that failed them and flooded their home. The former rulers claim an external being did this. No further information about this incident has been disclosed to us. What do you think, Rob?"
The phantom laughed as the camera panned over to him. The right lense made him visable, "Thank you, Jones. But I believe there was a fault in the magic that was created by the demons," the twins laughed and the camera showed them both. The green screen behind them lit red and the two paused as papers were handed to them.
The two looked at them, "oh my.."Paris raised her head off of Milks poor arm, the news lady's worry caught her attention. Milk turned up the volume.
"Breaking news about the northern and southern elven kingdoms," the male reporter adjusted, being a former alive elf himself. The news lady excused herself.
"A massive burning has recently happened and a new ruler claimed both lands and rejected... any.. forms of revolution with threats of... 'fun arson'? Who wrote this???"A commercial played. Silence engulfed the room when Milk turned off the TV.
"I'll call-" Paris stood up, frantically.
Milk grabbed her arm, "we can't help, you know that.." he mumbled. "We would make things worse."
"That's why I'm call-"
"Our enemy knows us, plus we don't even know if it is that vile creature." Milk sighed, letting go of Paris' arm.
"We still need to discuss." Paris insisted, wanting Milk to agree.
"Atleast don't bring Kinny and Feburary into this," Milk shrugged.
"Oh.." Paris paused. At this point that's all that's left. Everyone has their own lives again, with a bad reputation with all things dead. And it's all her fault. "I forgot.."
"Mhm.. those two have enough stress and sadness. They don't need to help mortals do something they could've prevented." Milk seemed to not agree with himself but it is what had to be done.
"I know.." Paris sighed. She sat down and snuggled with Milk a bit.
$$Jasper+Bentonite$$
Jasper took a drink of the vodka they had, sitting through the endless candy commercials. They gave the news the information. The news just wanted to keep it till the end apparently. He wasn't phased by the elf scandal. Elves are mortals after all, destined for death. They breed faster than demons, that's saying alot. Especially with some population war. Mortals are weird.
