A Diamond a Devil

Meet Up

"Hello..." Skeppy managed. "What's... What are you?" He choked. "I'm a demon. A Nether demon." He mumbled, staring down at the cold cobblestone ground. "Oh." He looked around for any other source of light. "I'm a prince. Here..." He stared into the demons milky white irises. "Mhm..." He muttered. "Why are you here?" Skeppy questioned.

"The-" Bad paused, "your parents, they locked me up." Skeppy choked on his breath. "Huh?..." He asked, trying to sound nonchalant, but most likely failing. Bad scrunched his nose. "What did you do?" Bad squinted. "Nothing." Skeppy looked at him quizzically. "What... What d'you mean?" Skeppy coughed. "My-" Skeppy looked down. "My parents wouldn't do that. They're... They're good people dude."

Skeppy crossed his arms. "Hm..." Bad's tail swayed steadily behind him. ". . . What. . . Did you actually do?" "Nothing..." Bad frowned, a sad and weary soul. Skeppy met his eyes, they didn't look at all cruel, more so pained, and scared.

"Okay. So..." Skeppy ran his hands through his hair. "Why are you here then?" Bad made a sound, he sounded sad, like he didn't wanna tell. "It's.. Okay- you don't- have ta' tell me, dude."

Bad nodded. "What are you." He reached his hand from behind the bars to touch Skeppy's diamonds. "What-" He started, feeling Bad's lukewarm hands on his face. Skeppy felt his face get hot. "Oh! I'm- I'm a- diamond... I mean- I'm made... Of diamonds. Not- fully- sometimes I can be... But y'know... Not normally." Bad cupped his face. "Do you always. . .Glow?" Bad mused with a smirk.

"Yes." Skeppy answered quickly. He didn't respond to touch well he guessed. "They didn't glow when you first came down here, into the dungeon." Skeppy's ears burned. "This is normal." He stared at Bad's face, illuminated because of his diamonds glow. As he spoke Skeppy noticed Bad's short and stubby fangs. "Okay. You can stop now, dude." He gently grabbed Bad's wrists and pulled them down, away from his own face.

The glow from his diamonds subsided, and dimmed gradually. "What's your name." Bad asked randomly as Skeppy looked at him. "Huh?" Skeppy snapped out of his trance like state. "What... Is your name? You never told me. I've told you mine. Now you... Should tell me yours, you muffin." Skeppy's face scrunched in confusion. "Muffin?" Bad nodded. "Tell me your name, or I'll call you a muffinhead."

Skeppy snickered lightly. "Dude what?" Bad groaned quietly. "Just tell me your name!!" He shouted. Skeppy smiled. "Uh- it's Z-" Skeppy paused looking at Bad. "it's Skeppy." "S'geppy." He smiled. "Uh- no. It-" Skeppy's words died as he tried to speak them. "Yeah, yeah...That's fine." Skeppy coughed. "I guess."

Bad cocked his head looking at him. "So," Bad's eyes scanned over Skeppy's figure. "You... Are the prince, here?" Skeppy nodded slowly, still focused on Bad. "Hm." Skeppy licked his lips. "You sound surprised." He stated bluntly. "I just- didn't... Expect you to look like that." Skeppy squinted. "What... Did you expect me to look like?" Bad looked over the others body once again.

"I dunno." Bad crossed his legs, placing his hands in his lap. "I expected you to be... Stuck up... And... And mean. A mean muffin." Skeppy smiled, putting his hands around the bars of Bad's enclosure. "Well, I could still be... Y'know... Stuck up and mean. I mean, you just met me." Bad nodded.

Bad looked down, into his own lap. "You're... Not a mean muffin, though," Skeppy kept staring at him, catching his gaze when the demon finally looked back up. "Right?" He asked with a smile. Skeppy shook his head in response, and let go of the bars, and rested them behind him on the cold floor. Bad smiled. "That's good." He broke their gaze, staring back into his lap.

They sat in comforting silence for a moment, listening to the owls outside the dungeon before Skeppy spoke after a few long minutes. "Are you a mean muffin?" He mused with a smirk. Bad looked up in amusement. "No. I'm a very nice muffin." He smiled. Skeppy nodded. "I've met, another demon today." Skeppy started, looking away, towards the cellars exit. "She was... A mean muffin, I guess." He finished, looking back at the demon.