Brook X GN Reader || I'm The Grim Reaper

Chapter 35

(OHMYGODLOOKATCHASE. LOOK AT HIM. HE'S SO)

     Scarlet sat in the gaming chair near the computer in their apartment, playing Fatecraft. Chase was sat on the floor at the small coffee table in the middle of the room on his phone. There was the clicking of the computer, which slowly started to get more and more loud and fast, until Scarlet was slamming on the keyboard as she stood up. Chase quickly looked up at her. "...Having a heated gamer moment?" Scarlet turned to look at Chase, still visibly upset.

    "I! Spent! Seven! Hours! Farming iron ore! And I'm just trying to get into the main to sell it!" She brought her hands up to grip her hair. "B-but this stupid Ashenfall guy! He's camping at the entrance and one-shotting everyone! I've been trying for an hour! AAAAAAAAGHHHHHH!!" Chase gave a nervous smile at her breakdown. "I understand, but don't you think it's strange that this stresses you out so much compared to being a Grim Reaper?"

     "I'm not stressed." "You almost smashed my keyboard." "I do that all the time." "Only when you're playing Fatecraft..." Scarlet crossed her arms. "Well, I've had a while to get used to the whole Grim Reaper thing. There's not much stressing left to do, I just have to accept it. Besides, you're one to talk. You've taken everything I've told you incredibly well. I expected at least one mental breakdown." Chase looked at her before leaning on the table, putting his arms on it as if reaching for the other side of the table to grab something.

    "...Well... There are some revelations that are easy to digest, and thus, easy to properly react to... But I think that learning about the reality of Heaven, Hell, and eternal punishment... Is probably the most Earth-shattering thing someone can be told. No amount of freaking out will ever help me come to terms with it. So I just skipped straight to acceptance." He leaned his head down on the table.

     "Oh. Yeah, that makes sense." Scarlet looked down at him. "I've had three mental breakdowns." "Tight." Scarlet smiled slightly before sitting down at the smaller end of the table to the left of Chase. He kept staring at her, and she stared at him. Chase, not being able to handle to silence, lifted his head.

     "So... are those things on your head horns... or, like, tufts of hair?" "..They're obviously horns." "'Obvious'? I thought they were weird hair flicks until just now!" Scarlet grinned. "That would be stupid." "I thought they were stupid." Scarlet kept her gaze and smile fixated on Chase for a small moment before bringing her head down and slamming it on the table with a thud. "-Wah!" "Feel them."

     Chase looked at her confused. "...Feel your... Horns?" Scarlet lifted her head to talk, "Yes! They're not hair, and they're cool!" "...I mean, I believe you without touching them..." She laid her head back down on the table, and Chase stared at her horns with an uncertain look, before reaching across the short space to touch one of them. His face lit up at the feel of them, they were rough and it was weird. "Woah...cool." "Told you." She lifted her head again with a smile.

     "I used to hate them since they made it so obvious I wasn't human... But now that I have a friend I can show them to I kind of like them." Chase looked at her surprised before smiling gently. "..I'm glad to hear that. I do have a question, though.." Scarlet lifted her entire body off of the table to sit upright. "Is that... The only reaper thing you have? Other than the red eyes and fangs, that is." Scarlet froze. Why would he ask that?

     She turned her head away from him. "..W-Well.." Her voice slightly quivered, and her face was turning slightly red. "...There is... One more thing... It's... really kind of embarrassing though... But I guess it's better to show you now in case it accidentally pops out..." Chase looked at her with a scared but curious expression. "..Give me a second." She said bitterly, reaching down to her back and tugging at something before she pulled out a long thing with a sort of spike at the end. It was a tail.

     Chase's eyes widened even more, if possible. "...I keep the tail tucked away since there is no way to play it off. And it's annoying because it does this without me even trying to move it." Scarlet let go of her tail and it started thrashing up and down like a dog' does when it's wagging. Chase kept the same expression as he tried to process what was happening. She looked oddly like a cat, and he pictured her with cat ears and a cat tail instead of devil stuff as she spoke.

     "And plus, it's really uncomfortable to keep hidden. I think I'd like to have it out when I'm here." Her voice was still bitter, but all Chase could see were sparkles. "That'd be fantastic." "Oh... Uhm, great. But... 'fantastic'?" "Don't worry about it." "Alright..." Scarlet remained silent as Chase watched her, desperate to change the subject. "S-s.. what is our next case?" Chase snapped out of his gaze. "Oh, right."

     I was actually thinking that, today... I should continue investigating the case assigned to me by the department. You know, with that Anna woman." "..Oh.." Scarlet looked down. "...That may be a problem, Chase.."

"I've been waiting to draw that cat scene since the start..." - Graveweaver

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