✧✶Julianna Valentina De La Bellam
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"Eugh, how do these chads work this control panel? I mean, seriously, buttons on showers?"
She lifted a finger and poked the red button.
"FGNA–"
She whipped around but no one stood behind her. Anymore. Just a puddle where Grim had been tapping his paws. "What the ball killer was that setting?"
"Henchman, the Great Grim is hungry and wet!" He came bounding back. His fur dragged on the tiles.
"I'm working on it!"
She puffed. Straightened up her towel and pouted. He should be nagging Crowley's ear off for shipping them on this trip without a meal, not her. Believe it or not, she was human too—ignore the godhood for a second—and she craved the nom noms.
Everyone point at Dire Crowley and shame him for dropping her in Heartslabyul after telling her to get "acquainted" with each dorm on an empty stomach. This man abused children.
The bathroom door clicked open.
"Oh– OH! I'm sO sorRy—" A head of familiar blue hair tripped over himself.
"Deuce! Come here a sec– stop looking down, perv."
"S- s- sORRY!"
She tugged him over to the shower stall. "Relax. Tell me how to work this shit and lend me some soap. Don't tell anyone but I'm a long-lost royal pretending to be homeless, I need soap." Since playing god turned out to be true, she needed more lies and hoped no more shenanigans ensued. "Ya can't operate a shower if your chin is to the ceiling, Tipo."
He didn't respond. His red face still angled up for the holy spirit.
Julianna tilted her head, glancing to her partner—who shrugged—and started snapping her fingers, "Bluescreen? Nat1? Broken phone in rice? Talk to me."
Deuce.exe stopped working. It could've been steam from the shower, but she swore there were two streams leaking from his ears. She lifted her hand.
"Yoo hoo! Yeah, hi, I'm still here. So, pause the teenage boy thoughts and help me out?"
"Ghh! You hit like a dude- OW!" His hands latched onto her wrists. "Cut it out!"
She pushed against his weight. "Hold on you've still got dumbass in your head."
"You slapped me?"
"You're so hooked on that... how about another one for free?" She winked.
"Wh- GHH!" He lost concentration and her fist bonked his nose.
"No more free trials, sorry." The words bounced with hidden laughter behind her subdued smile. But enough distractions, she just heard Grim's stomach grumble for the ninth time. "Does everything here need magic or... seriously? What now?" Deuce had taken a glance at her and nearly fainted.
Julianna looked down.
Surprise! The towel was still on, it just slipped a little and Deuce was a major baby about it.
She huffed, "Right, you're the one with woman issues."
"Fgn?" Grim, not understanding the social norms of humans, turned between the two. His whiskers wiggled, sniffing. He pouted, "Who's hiding from the Great Grim? Who's got the food n' not offering?"
"Food?"
"Nyeah! It got spicey in here, like a nice grilled salmon!"
She blinked and took in a big breath: a lot of steam and cheap body spray—she gagged.
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Twist of Fates
Fanfiction"I see," The Mirror of Darkness' tone commanded silence and received it in waves. His deep treble bounced uncharacteristically: a subtle smirk within his mask. "An innate ruinous soul b'rn to ign'rant human flesh... such disastrous possibilities..."...
