Doors for some stories

Revenge on friends (Berenda's world)

"We shouldn't be here... What if she hears us?" said the worried cow toon as she played with her long hanging ears. The angel toon was right in front of her. He seems to not be worried at all and more carefree. "Amelia... Do not worry about it! It is just going to be a fun game! It's not like she would care about it anyway.." He shrugs in nonchalant as he was more caring about what was his mis shift he had planned.

Amelia shook her head as she glanced at an empty hallway. Her pie cut eyes staring at a dark spot. She seems to have found another presence silently hiding. Yet she didn't seem to give that information to the other toon. "I'm not so sure about it... Remember the last time we went on our way without telling her? I fear this time she won't forgive us.." She glanced ahead of her, seeing the angel crossing his arms over his chest. By the way he was looking quite bothered by the awful memory. "I know... But you also know that me and her are not very friendly, we only pretend for you to not be this worried about us. Come on now! We won't be able to play if you don't hurry!" He exclaimed, back to being excited as he gave a hand gesture for his friend to follow as he was already getting away. The cow quickly gave one last look to the hallway before she ran after the angel. "Sorry Theodore! I-I'm coming!"

After the path was clear of the two toons... A small form got out from the darkness of the hallway. Her dark skin had made her able to hide from them. She was moving in a sloppy way as she had heard the small conversation between her two fellas she thought she called her friends. Her brother, Tyler, was right for warning her about the other toons. She didn't want to believe in his words as she was blind to the friendship she had made.

On that day... Years later... thirty years to be exact. The lonely toon... Had become a grown up villain. Her only vengeance and passion was to make others suffer. mostly some certain toons that were still living a peaceful life without knowing the danger that was living nearby them.

Amelia the cow/goat, has become a florist. Everyday she would sell pretty flowers to anyone that passed by her little shop. With a sweet smile on her face and pretty doll-like eyes to greet her customers. Despite that she used to be a worry wart over her friends.

Theodore the angel boy, was busy with working on being a news reporter. Mostly some of his success was for how handsome he had become and grew to have quite some fans over his heels. Yes, the short man wears heels because he hates being seen as a small being.

If the demoness could puke right now, she would. Yet... She prefers to wait to find the better plan to strike and make sure this time those two learn a lesson from her. After she had been betrayed by them. It's only what they get to collect from her.

After years she had changed her appearance to not be recognized. Her black skin became pure white... She had almost killed herself for drinking so much white ink to get this done. But she managed to survive. Her height had changed as she had grown to be quite tall for someone that once was short before anyone around for almost thirty years. She wore mostly a suit, but without the jacket on, she had the red velvet colored shirt on. She even tried to curl her long horns. It ended up being quite the poor attempt as those mostly stayed straight. Only the tips have bent a bit.

She saw she was going to observe more around and have to make a routine out of these two. She knows how easy this was going to be.

The sweet little cow gives out a nice packed bouquet of red and yellow tulips to a fellow toon and bade them farewell before she goes to water some petunias and roses. The sound of a bell ringing at the front door of her little shop made her notice the next customer has come to buy. "Hello! Welcome to my flower shop! What may I help you with?" She had never thought to meet quite the character slowly stepping inside with their hooves clicking on the tiled floor. She could see the toon before she was a demon. Quite rare to see these days and maybe the first time she sees one step in her workplace.

"Hello... I am searching for some type of flowers to give to someone.." They started to say with a certain look she could see from someone that was clueless on what to get. She smiled as she came closer to the counter to crane her head up a bit. "Of course! I have a lot of flowers prepared to be offered as a gift! Come look this way please!" She gestured to her left side where mostly there was a stall stand standing there with a small panel sign in front that said 'Offering of the day!' in such a sweet plum writing. The plants and flowers present there were shining because of the care they had got this morning.

The devil stared at the choices they have with their only yellowish eye before them and hummed in an uninterested manner. "...Mmh... Those are very lovely, but I think something is missing in them." She pointed out which made the cow raise an eyebrow. She never got that remark for a while. Although she didn't seem to mind it, she was quite curious about what was missing in her work. "Oh? What is it? Perhaps that will en-light me on which type of flowers you need!" She claps her hands together and gestures to the shelf with a cheery tone.

Her customer didn't say anything at first. Instead they traced their fingertips over some petals of a jonquil and over a sunflower. Not a second later those touched turned to a darker tone and fell. "This... This is much better, don't you think?" They look at her with the pupil shrinking and their smile going wide. Amelia's eyes widen as she can't believe what they have done to the poor flowers she had worked on. "H-How... How could you do this?" She stammer and hesitantly moves her hands under the dead flowers with the last of petals left on it. Her move being smooth and caring has her sadly looking at those like it was a person.

The devil toon rolls their eyes and lets out a sigh as they move a bit away. They look at all the flowers in the shop with a disgusted gaze. "urgh... I can't believe you work here. You have done a mediocre job." They say before they snap their fingers. The snaps echo and soon all the flowers die down and turn to dust. Amelia can't believe this, she watched in pure shock as her hands went up to her mouth to cover it.

"Oh... Sweet Amelia.. I like that look on your face. It is different from those fake ones you wear to those... Peasants." The devil chuckled as they stepped closer to her. Malice and cruel attention could be felt in the air around them. Amelia stepped away and rushed to hide behind a shelf. "W-Who are you? Why did you do this!?"She was scared. Her body cannot help to shake in fright as she cannot move her eyes away from them. "My dear... Don't you really remember who I am? Oh it pains me... I thought you, out of all the people I have befriended, would know.." They dramatically held a hand over their chest like this actually hurt them. They stepped closer to her position. Amelia glanced at an empty pot and took it. She held it up, ready to throw it at them if they dare step any closer.

"Get...Get out of my shop! You are not welcome from it!" They stand nearby not moving forward as they hold a scowl over their face, bringing their hand down. The devil knew she cannot step any closer to her now. "Tsk. You disappoint me. You know... I thought that after I passed that door you would have been happy to see me. Guess you really are like the others." They turned around not giving any glance to her as they started to walk away.

Amelia slowly brought the pot down and thought she was out of danger. How wrong she was when she felt something brush over her legs. She looks down and gasps at the sight of a tail slowly wrapping around her ankles, waiting to be pulled forward to bring her to fall down.

"Amelia..."

Her pie cut eyes looked up and immediately she was met face to face with their yellow one. This is when she remembered where she had seen that eye before.