ℂ𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖~ (a digital time story with a hint of lampnold)

Its Time

I wake up with a shine in my eyes, watching Tony sleep for a few short moments before waking him up. I remember what today is, and I'm excited. The execution will be tonight at midnight so that Tony's asleep. I don't want him to witness such violence.

He rubs the sleep from his eyes and I laugh at how Tussled his hair has become. I hand him my brush, and he smiles and uses it for his hair. Making all of his gorgeous electric blue locks shiny and smooth.

Once he's done, I run my fingers through his soft, silky hair. As I do so I savor every last bit of softness that his hair offers my fingertips. His hair smells peaceful. I didn't even know peace had a smell until he showed me.

I prepare him breakfast and get him dressed, we have to go to his weekly appointments soon. I hand him his medication as we walk out the castle doors.

We walk into the carriage and both take a seat, watching as the different places we like to visit come in and out of our vision.

Our first appointment is therapy. I take him inside the building and let him see Dr. Baker, handing him his notepad and pencil. He only knows basic sign language so it's not enough for a full conversation without the notepad and pencil.

Before he leaves I quickly tell the therapist about his panic attack the other day. Dr. Baker reassures me and writes something on his clipboard. I sit down in the waiting room when they leave. I play cookie run kingdom to pass the time.

The appointment is kinda shorter today. But I don't mind, I take Tony back and Dr. Baker speaks to me alone, giving me his new medication. I thank him and start to take Tony to his physical therapy appointment.

Once we get to the physical therapy office, we sit in the waiting room and I let Tony play candy crush on my phone. We soon got called in and Elec-Tracey greeted us with their normal smile. They took us back and tested Tony's hand strength with the rubber band.

"Wow, You've approved a lot friend! Let's try some other exercises." They do some other tests and exercises and hands him the rubber band.

"Okay friend, since I'm so proud of your progress you get to keep the band as a memory!"

He smiles at them and takes it from their hand. He shows me triumphantly and I smile at him.

Once we get home we decide to eat some dinner are watch a movie. I learned a new recipe so I made him spaghetti and meatballs. A dish my dad shrignold made me very often as a kid. The flavor is so nostalgic and I feel very proud of what I made. Judging from Tony's "mmm" noises, I can tell he likes it too.

By the time we get to the bedroom, I already know what he wants to watch.

"Let me guess, the hunger games?"

He nods and sits on the bed, already stealing the remote and putting it on. Snuggling up under the covers and waiting for me to do the same. I follow and wrap my arm around his shoulders.

                                                     ^Two Hours Later^

I check my phone and see that it's almost 12 I look down and see his soft breathing. I slowly move out of bed and get out of the room. I see the guards waiting for me just like I had told them to.

"Are you ready your highness?" One out of the two guards asks, to which I nod and walk over to the dungeon.

Paige is sleeping, so they take her chains and bring her with them.

We walk to our designated location for what we're gonna do. We had to make it far from the castle so Tony wouldn't hear what's going on.

I watch as the guards tie Paige up to the wooden stake. Eventually, everyone who bought tickets gets here. By the time everyone's here all the hay has been set up around her feet.

The guard holds the box of matches and hands it to me. My eyes sparkle when I see it.
"Would you like to do the honors, your highness?"

They don't even have to get my answer, they know I'm ready. They know how long I've been waiting to do this. I may look sadistic but I don't care, is this what pure ecstasy feels like? The adrenaline is already flowing faster than a train inside my veins and I haven't even lit the first match yet. By now my blood isn't blood anymore, I'm sure if you cut my arm right now it would just squirt liquid adrenaline.

The crowd is watching me intently and I begin to use light the first match. The crowd cheers as I throw it onto the hay, the flames engulfing her. My world is so bright, it's hard to breathe but that's alright. All I care about is how she feels.

I finally watch with glee as she starts to cough from the asphyxiation that the smoke causes, I slowly watch as the lights go out in her eyes. But there's one thing that is making me kind of annoyed, she's not screaming. She's smiling.

Eventually, she coughs her final cough and by now she's dead. But I let the fire continue.

I want to continue watching as her skin and eyes melt like strawberry ice cream on a hot summer day. I remember that this is what I was writing about I'm my diary, I hope Tony is respectful and never reads it. Even if he does I didn't get to finish the page anyway.

Something doesn't feel right though. This doesn't feel like enough. My eyes light up again as I grab a flame thrower.

This is overkill and I know it but I turn it on either way and go ballistic. Once I'm done I grab the bucket of water and decide to walk home.

A/n: I had to research how long it takes for a person to burn alive sooooo sorry FBI I'm not planning a murder, I'm just a fanfic author