Chapter 11
Let's see how this will go!
Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention profanity, suicidal moments, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, cringe, yandere, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.
Error/Moxxie speaking/thoughts
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Once the festival was over the four went back to Susie home.Moxxie had to wait till everyone went to bed. Which wasn't for another two hours. But once everyone fell asleep it was time. The little Imp sneak out the bedroom and headed to the barn. Goes in quietly and sees Whistler waking up. She let out a neigh and walk over. Bombproof still sleeping.
"Hey Whistler. Gotta be quiet." Moxxie pulled out a carrot and feed her the treat. Watch them take it and nuzzle his head. "Ever seen a magic portal."
Whistler neighed and stomp her hoof.
"Ill take that as a maybe." He grinned and let the magic formed around his hand. His mind wander to what the Harvest Moon look like. He had to do this carefully just like he did in the past. He motions his hand up and portal appeared.
Whistler neighed in shock and stomp their hooves in surprise. She knew the little Imp was full of surprises and just felt very different compared to others. But didn't expect this.
The portal look glitchy like it did in the past. But it seems slightly calmer. Would of heard it but this time couldn't. Moxxie didn't care about that right now but stare at what on the other side.
Space!
About to jump through but the back of his scarf was grabbed by Whistler. "Huh? Whistler?"
Let the go and stomp their hooves. Another neigh and shook their head. No, way the little one going through that. What if they get stuck? Or can't get back? What if the strange portal close.
Moxxie hissed. "Hey I'll be fine."
Another neigh.
Five minutes later.
"Serious?" Moxxie look not amused. A bit of rope around his waist. The rest of the rope tied to the post. It was a lot of rope. So, he has lot of places to explore.
Whistler neighs and nudge his head.
"Alright, alright. Your almost as bad as Madre." Pet her nose. Well at least he can use this as testing subject too.
Moxxie jumps through the portal.
Well air no problem. He can move easily like he was flying. Oh and did he mention it was beautiful!
Moxxie eyes brighten as he stared at everything around him.
The Harvest moon still glowing brightly at the direction it was at. It looks small but if he moves to that direction, it would be the size like many other plants or asteroids.
A whirlpool of white and yellow stars shining all around him. But in a blink of eye look like it already moves it glimmer elsewhere. Moxxie floats over to any the stars like a giddy child hoping if he was close. He could actually grab one. It was fun like when he watches the Chara going after fireflies.
It felt so endless and silent. A peaceful silence he would miss so much and get lost into.
Real freedom to be around this time.
While in Outertale he could explore and was never bothered. He was still being watch every second by Outer and reported back to Ink group. He always had a time limit or when his soul was being crack to move. To do his job. Couldn't explore much of Outertale as much as he wanted to in the stars but sit at the cliff. Just watch and wonder when he'll have to destroy another creation by his own hands.
He knows he is free but it didn't mean everything will always be peaceful. Not just counting being an Imp from Hell. He messed up. He a monster at the end for all the death and destruction he done not by choice. But from another that was forced down by him.
Not anymore.
This was their new life now and will not let anyone take it from him.
Moxxie looks over and sees the stars. Then he looks at the moon shining that bright blood red color. Oh he was going to have so much fun here! So, many ideas to explore. To relax. To explore new different areas. Or-Did he just see something from behind the moon?
TUG
Huh? Why was he being pulled backwards. Look over and see his rope was being tug right back through the portal. Wow he really went far and that rope was longer than he thought. He looks back over at what he thought he saw at the moon. Maybe it was just his imagination or a star.
Felt the tug again and snapped out this thought. Began to fly back towards the portal till he was back on the other side.
Moxxie look up and see the rope in Whistler mouth. Bombproof was already up to and walking over to him. Let out a neigh and nudge his face. "Yeah I'm here."
Whistler let go of the rope and let out a loud neigh.
"What wrong with you- "Stop when he notices the outside.
It was morning.
He was in there that long! But it didn't even feel like hours.
"Thanks, don't need to get a scolding." Moxxie take the rope off and pet the horses. He quickly rushes out the barn and get inside the house. Good timing as Striker was coming out his room.
"Do you ever sleep?" Striker yawns. Moxxie was always up first before them.
"No."
Striker yawns again and barely paid attention. "Come on let's get some food."
"Not hungry."
"More for me."
Moxxie didn't care but let his mind wander. His face relaxes as his mind wander from his fun, short adventure. He is defiantly going back there again. Oh he couldn't wait!
Elsewhere.
A very tall avian look back at the spot behind the huge moon. Did they just see some imp that was tied with a rope?
Glowing red eyes that had a dash of purple. Where the pupils would have been at. He rubs his eyes again and double check to make sure.
Nope no one was here.
Look back at the bag of purple powder.
Yeah, he is going to stick with the cheap junk next time.
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Done!You probably all know who that was just a small feature till later on.
Until next time.
Bye, bye!
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