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XXXVI - F O O L I S H!

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TW- PROFANITY/BLOOD

WC- 1184

--(Y/N) POV---

"That mother fu-"

His finger cuts me off as I was speaking. "We can't determine anything yet, but I don't think we will get anywhere with you using your mouth like that," He stops for a second as he looks to my right. "Here have some water. You've been knocked out for a day and you're probably dehydrated."

A half-empty glass of water is placed carefully in my hands. The eyes of his mask settle on my face as I carefully sip the water until it's gone. My eyes meet the black dots of his mask once I'm done with the water as I slowly begin to doze off.

Perfectly crafted circles engage my eyes in questions. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious to see the face behind it. I was so close that night. Why can't I now?

Before my temptations take over, my eyes widen once I see a deep red color from the holes of those eyes. That shade of red that's begs for my blood. I rip my eyes away from the mask and hold my face in my hands and my mind runs in memory.

"You must take an oath. Now then, you must promise your full alliance and service to me until the day I drop dead. No lies, no hiding anything, and no telling anyone..."

"Good doin' business with you, kid." He raises the knife and quickly slits my throat with one solid movement.

"You can never get rid of me."

Oh to be so foolish... To think a knife as grand as the one he held could do nothing but cut was pathetic. It was a deal, and he was going to secure it. For my pain, death, or worse.

To make a deal with someone as powerful as Schlatt is deadly, but in my case, selfless.

If I'm right, then I am possessed. But it's been occurring for longer than I thought. That knife gave Schlatt full control. He was only a lingering voice within my head that twisted my thoughts and emotions.

Piece by piece, my jigsaw puzzle was slowly pairing together. Or was it slowly being taken apart? My life was slowly being taken away from me. My freedom to be on the side I can only dream of being on; neutral. No hate, no war, but that wasn't my life anymore after I spoke that four-letter word, deal.

How could I ever play this off?

"(Y/N)!" A faint shout rumbles straight through my ears.

A bolt of warmth whizzes through my chest as a pair of blurry black eyes make their way back into my vision.

"Holy shit, well that was quite the whizz of the moment!" I grin wide as I gulp down a large swig of water. "Huh, half past... Twelve!" Yes playing it smooth, (Y/N)! "I totally forgot I have somewhere to be!"

The male in front of me appears to be dumbfounded. "(Y/N), since when did you get invited to meetings?"

Fair. Of everyone, he knows I dread talking to many people after my return.

"Not to mention, It's three in the afternoon."

And suddenly, time was also against me.

I slowly sip on the rest of my water and give a childish grin to the jolly ol' grinch in front of me. His words were harmless, but they brought pain to my brain. The day I can play "Mr. Smooth Dude" is the day the world gets overrun by chickens.

"Alright, you caught me," I mumble as I place the empty cup on the wooden nightstand. "I can't explain much, but I will do the best of my ability."

Maybe knives should stay in the kitchen. Fuck Schlatt and his cursed vegetable cutters.

"But first, I think changing into something more," I look down at the stiff, bloodied dress I was wearing.

Dream's face seems to snap back into thought. "Oh yeah! I'll go get Eret to fix something up, they know more about clothing more than me."

I chuckle, "Yeah. No offense, but I don't feel like I rock the 'oversized lime' fit as well as you do.

We share a light-hearted smile as he turns to leave.

***

I felt like a sin walking through these halls. Whatever ghost lurked around these halls must have thrown up at the smallest sight of me.

I reeked of sweat and grime. Not to mention, my hair was stiff with my blood. My outfit fit the setting to the extent, though. I wore a white dress shirt with some black trousers. It wasn't your typical red carpet-worthy outfit, but it still worked better than the dress I was wearing previously.

Once I got the hell out of this place, I was gonna book it for a lake. Not even a shower would be able to take the clumps of blood in my hair.

I walked into a large room with a large table. I felt small as I looked up above me. Why would anyone need a room for a massive table?

My left-hand drags across the tops of the chairs as I approach the male on the other side of the room.

"Had to choose the opposite side of the room, huh?" My eyes made their way up as I took in his full figure. He wore an outfit similar to mine, but his shirt was a nice shade of jade green.

He let out a low chuckle and extended a polite hand out to me. "You looked like you needed a stretch." My hand lay flatly in his as he bowed down to my eye level. "After all of that sleeping, I would only assume..."

I felt my cheeks blossom with warmth as I forced myself to look away. In response to his words, I would normally find a way to correct him, but I couldn't find any words. My mouth seemed to drop to the floor as I looked for any words to say.

I cleared my throat and removed my hand from his. "Alright, ask your questions," I asked as I silently begged for him to ignore what just happened.

I might just throw myself out the window at this point

He placed his hand on my shoulders as he lightly directed me to a smaller table near one of the many massive windows. Gods, how many tables must a room have?

"I ask that we chat over a game of chess."

- - F O O L I S H!- - -

- - - 10/24/2021 - -

***SHAMBLES!- A/N
Good to be back (again)! To sum up my absence in quick words, I was hospitalized and I was not able to hop on the internet for a very long time. On a positive note, I got to binge a few paper-back books during my absence. As always, I do hope you all have an amazing day and know that I appreciate you :)

rushed chapter, sorry :o

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