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{A Chore Filled Day + Nightmare of A nightmare} [toh]

Note//Long title Ik but it's the owl house time! - I've decided to say fu to hunter and give him more truma, this is far from cannon and has some implied heavy topics and bad writing, this is a song based fic so there is some lyrics I tried to make fit but may have failed -
Tw// implied self harm, unintentional self harm, panic attacks, nightmares, belos
Characters//hunter and the palismen, Philip/belos.
Song// nerdy prudes must die, mixed with some confrontation, I have not seen either of the musicals so... /shrug

Hunter has been doing well in the human realm, he has been helping out with chores, occasionally taking on vees or luz's and the others so they can go have fun, he dosnt mind, it helps him keep his brain and hands busy, because titan knows where his mind would wonder is he's allowed even a second to think, as they say give a inch they'd take a mile, hunters mind works simularly to that quote, currently he is brushing up piles of crumbs off the rug from last night's movie marathon Monday as declared by luz to hang out and de-stress from the weeks events, brushing the popcorn bits or dropped unpopped kernels into a dustpan, throwing them into a small bin bag that's slowly filling up needing to be emptied soon, he crunches up the empty crisp packers and disposable cups throwing them into the bin bag as well, currently the gang is... Somewhere.. Hunter dosnt actually know...but what he does know is where their palismen are, Flapjack is sleeping on the couch half shoved in between the cushions looking like he's melted but unbelievably comfortable, Ghost Emmiline and Clover all sleep on the couch as well , ghost on the back rest in the middle between the two back cushions not sinking into them like the red bird under them has, Emmiline and Clover both on separate arm rests, it seems like no one wanted to bother taking the cushions other than Flapjack, even then he's not even properly on the coushin he's inbetween the two.. It looks like all the palisman are trying to stay away from the red cardinal.. But in honesty it's probably so if one of their respective witches wanted to sit by their palisman they can do so without them needed to be disturbed from their sleep, other than flapjack who would certainly wake up if the coushin moved, hunter feels enticed to join flap and the others in their naps but he has chores to do still, he picks up some more rubbish that's lying around such as empty sweet packets and empty 1L bottles of fizzy-juice that luz and gus insisted they buy, he throws them also in the bag as he sweeps up hair and regular dust as well in the dust pan also putting them in the bag, he's using the brush to do this because last time he used the hoover he nearly sucked in the rug and over all he dosnt trust it so he uses the trusty broom, after the living room is clean hunter goes outside and puts the now full bin bag in the bin outside and goes back inside, he stands at the door way looking over the house, from where he stands he can see into the kitchen and the living room, and the stairs leading upstairs and also the stairs into the basement if he turns his head slightly, and if he walks forwards slightly he can see down the small hall that holds camilas room and the laundry room and bathroom, speaking of the laundry room the load in the washing machine needs to be put in the dryer and the dirty load in the laundry basket needs put in the washing machine, hunter decides to just get this over with as its his least favourite thing to do, the feeling of wet clothes against his gloves is always weird and he has no idea if he's ever going to get over it, he makes his way to the laundry room to get the loads started, he looks at the pictures of luz and her father smiling happily on the wall and another with luz and her mother smiling happily, one on a small desk with a flower beside it consists of luz and het mother smiling sadly with her father in a hospital bed different tubes leading out of him a oxygen mask over hi mouth, but he's still smiling softly, camila sitting on the side of the bed a little luz tucked under her father's arm half lying ontop of him, a small vase of flowers behind her and two get well soon cards Infront of it.. Hunters heart aches every time he passes down here, not for himself, but for camila and luz, another picture hangs up of a little luz by herself and one of vee and one of vee and camila if he continues down the hall, the halls not that long so he can barely see pictures if he angles himself correctly, hunter goes into the laundry room to get the laundry done, this chore was given to amity to complete but hunter decides to just do it now as its done, he dosnt want to load to sit if it's done so he might as well do it for her, he checks the time left on the machine and sees that it's done so he opens it pulling everything in it into a pile at the entrance, trying to joy let any clothes fall to the floor he picks the now bundled up pile of wet but clean clothes into his arms making his way over to the drying machine... Until he realises he forgot to open the dryer... He angles the clothes in one arm the wet clothes now touching his chin and cheek as he trys to open the dryer with one hand as the opening is on the top and it has a tendency to stick, luckily it dosnt stick this time and as he opens the dryer he immediately drops the clothes into it, shaking off his arms that's now soaked as well as his chest and face, he's lucky this load has been sorted before hand.. Hunter looks over the clothes softener and the instructions, he fills the cap to the reccomdationed line and throws it with the clothes, not doing a mistake like the first time he done this.. He threw the whole cap into the machine, nearly broke the damn thing, now knowing better he throws just the softener and puts the cap back on and puts the bottle away, closing the dryer lid and turns it on to a load, not bothering to mess with the settings as it dosnt need tweaking, he turns back to the dirty laundry that needs sorting through, he walks over to the filled laundry basket and pulls the empty one beside him.. He realises it would have been more beneficial if he used the empty laundry basket to haul the wet clothes into the dryer.. He begins to sort through the clothes the ones that can't be washed in the washing machine, the ones that have alot of white in them leaving the coloured ones in the basket, the ones that can't be in the washing machine and white clothes need to be hand washed and hunter is absolutely not doing that, amity can be glad he's doing this much for her, with the clothes separated in their own baskets he puts the coloured ones on to wash putting a bit of detergent in with the clothes and turning the machine on to do it's thing, he pushes the basket with the hand wash clothes back to the wall, hunter would rather not do those, not because he's lazy titan no, it because he's have to take off his gloves and then ontop of that actually washing them is tedious and there's fabric textures in there he'd rather avoid touching with bare hands.. Amity can sort those out herself, with the two loads on doing their things hunter thinks over what else needs to be done, dishes... Absolutely not.. Hoovering.. Nahh... He can't be bothered to do the whole house without some help.. On a good day absolutely with out a doubt he would be doing this house top to bottom, but today is a not a good day, it's a meh day, he got up early and went to bed late again, and then the nightmare at 1am didn't help either, and the caffinated drinks he had during the movie absolutely did no help either, so hunter is tired and irritable but he's getting through the day and the chores slowly but surely, hunter exits the laundry room and enters the living room again, none of the palisman have moved from their spots but their bound to be hungry so hunter goes and gets their respective food, some high quality bird seed for flapjack because of course he needs the most high quality, the picky bugger would not eat anything else since they got here and then the other respective food for Emmiline and Ghost, setting them at the places on the food mats and flapjacks on the rack that's mounted to the wall with a small perch under it, hunter has absolutely no clue what clover eats so hell let willow sort clover out when she gets back from wherever she is, hunter goes and grabs a glass and fills it with water filling up the water bowls For ghost and emmiline, and flapjacks little one that's on the rack as well on the wall, sometimes emmiline comes and uses flapjacks or brings her food up on the perch.. Neither gus or hunter knows why but flapjack dosnt seem to complain, he refills the glass for himself taking sips from the glass, when he's done he cleans the glass quickly trying his absolute best to not let any water go under his gloves as he cleans the glass and sets it on the drying rack, being successful in not letting any water enter he gloves he goes and wake up the palismen to tell them their foods out and ready, entering the living room he gently pokes each of the palismen saying that their foods out, letting them wake up on their own time or go back to sleep if their not ready to eat, once every palisman is told and going to eat or back to sleep hunter let's himself sit down on the couch slowly melting into it as his body relaxes from the days chores, flapjack who was going back to sleep looks up at him and chirps sleepily up at him in greeting and tucks his beak under his wing again, hunter chuckles softly at his palismans antics and rests his head behind him, ghost leaves the kitchen and hops up on the arm rest and meows softly, hunter moves his hands that where resting on his lap as per ghosts request, Ghost walks into his lap and does a few small circles until she's satisfied and curls up on hunters lap, hunter lifts his head smiling softly at the white cat, he rests his head back to back rest cushions again until he realises he's stuck here until ghost moves... He learnt last time that you cannot move a cat that's sleeping on you according to luz and amity, he got a stern talking to by both of them that last time he moves ghost from his lap and he also got a stern talking to from ghost herself, so he's thoroughly learnt his lesson, and so he's stuck here for the short foreseeable future, as hunter assumes because he's finally sat down ghost took it apon herself that it's hunters break time from chores... And he forgot his phone in the basement that's charging.. The scroll is in the boiling isles and it dosnt matter as they don't work here so they all got a old cheap phone from online... And he still has the wet patches on his chest and arms from the laundry earlier he forgot to change before sitting down and getting stuck.. And he dosnt have the strength in him to move ghost as she just got comfortable and he dosnt particularly want to get a massive lecture seeing as she may snitch... Sure he may be able to do a whole lot of different things, he's captured witches and demons nearly twice his size and who is undoubtedly more skilled in some aspects than him with little to some bother, but he cannot find the strength in him to move a sleeping palisman cat and or get a lecture?.. Oh how the mighty has fallen...
It's laughable really if hunter thinks about it, four palismen and a clone of a dead dude, what a odd combination, and the Prodigy of the emperor and titan who is the clone of the emperors dead brother can't find the strength in him to move a cat and suffer a small lecture, he really has gotten soft, but then again he can't find the strength in him to care, he's comfortable, well he would be if he didn't have to deal with the wet top, he could just take it off as his arms and hands are free and he assumes he's alone in the house but he honestly can't be bothered and dosnt want the risk of disturbing ghost or any of the other sleeping palismen. He looks down and sees flapjack still snoozing and looking so content, clover who is still sleeping aswell has managed to flip herself upside down her legs twitching slightly as she buzzes in her sleeping, hunter hopes she's having a nice dream.. He looks down at ghost whos curled up in his lap, he has no idea why she has decided to curl here.. And thoughts or ideas why gone out the window.. But he 15% is sure it's because she thinks he needs a break from the chores, even if he's only done the living room and the laundry, there is still the basement to clean, luz's room, the spare room, the whole main floor and probably much more, as hunter supresses a yawn he trys to list all the things he needs to do still, from the house to the ruined cabin portal thing to things he still needs to do in the demon realm, he thinks about where he would live, if he should apply to hexide or if belos's teaching would be enough in his life.. Slowly but surely his thoughts drift to a slightly darker side.. Consisting of who would miss him if anything happened.. Who would care if something happened.. Who does care now.. Does anyone miss him.. Even if belos is dead.. Is there a chance he could come back?.. Hunter thinks there probably is.. As what happened before they entered the portal was too easy.... Far.. Far to easy...
His thought go dark, darker and yet darker.. Slipping into thoughts that make his breath hitch and his skin tingle and itch... His eyes burn with tears threatening to fall...past urges from darker times come up as his mind slips from his grasp as he desperately clings to what little hasn't slipped from him.. His thoughts wonder to what went wrong to what will go wrong how he can prevent things from going wrong.. How the things that went wrong were and weren't his fault and how he could prevent them from happening again.. Occasionally a thought that would counter act another would show up and then immediately get snuffed out and buried in a even worse thought..
Hunter hasn't realised this but his breathing has quickened and his eyes bore holes into the floor his hand grasping his chest tightly his lungs that arnt even human nor witches burn for oxygen as thr little gasps of air he takes in are to little and yet too much, his head pounding at the lack of oxygen it's receiving and how many thoughts, what ifs and maybes it has swirling in it, he trys his best to breathe, to take in air his body desperately begs for, his head and mind feels full of hydrogen and lead at once, his vision slowly begins to dance as he continues to struggle getting air in his lungs, trying desperately to vocus on something that isn't the raging storm of thoughts in his mind, he feels something sharp dig into his thighs and his mind snaps to the pain and weight on his legs.. 10 little needle picks dig into his legs from ghosts clawed paws.. It gives him a distraction his eyes move to her as she looks up at him with what he assumes is an uncaring annoyed glare but if he takes the moment to dig deeper into her eyes he could see the thick layer of worry.. But he can't so all he can see is the uncaring glare.. He takes gasping breaths now noticing how his mind is foggy and filled with static and black spots make an appearance in his vision daring to take him under.. His lungs burn but as he takes gasping breaths and focuses on ghosts nails he slowly finds his lungs co-operating and deciding to work and his minds staticy feeling to tune back into a thought he wishes to be on... And that is that ghost looks undoubtedly pissed from being woke up.. He trys to speak but finds he can't find his throat and voice box to co-operate so he gives her a sorry apologetic smile as his hand unclenches from his chest to give her a shakey pet on the head as she retracts the claws that where digging into him and lean into the pat as he scratches her cheek and by her ear... Hunter hopes this would be enough of an apology for the cat.. This time he wasn't able to suppress the yawn.. And he's surprised to not feel his cheeks sopping wet.. He's honestly surprised he isn't sobbing out either.. But he does feel a weight on his head.. As if he suspected he was thinking of her emmiline peeks down from his head poking her face into his vision as she frog blinks he can't help but smile... Still not being allowed to talk by his own body he gives her an apology smile aswell, she just crawls back onto his head and ghost curls Back onto his lap.. Hunter is greatful for these twos help and makes a mental note to buy the more expensive treats for them the next time he's out.. Looking where flapjack is he's happy to see the bird still sleeping.. Hunters honestly so glad the birds still asleep.. Honestly the cardinal needs it and what he dosnt need is whatever just happened just now.. Hunter fails to suppress another yawn..
And he fails to push back the feeling of exhaustion and guilt... Guilt at what he's not sure but what he's sure of there's alot of it and hunters to exhausted to ponder why.. His head hurts his chest hurts his whole body hurts and aches absolutely everywhere... And all he wants is a nap..
Hunter, being mindful of emmiline rests his head back against the couch again and let's his eyes slowly slip close by themselves... Exhaustion taking control of his eyes as he let's his body relaxes and untense from the tense situation that happened..not finding the urge in him to question what happened nor to find the reason why... This has happened before back at the owl house and at hexide.. But they both had triggers... This one didn't... Well not one hunter can pin point on the top of his head, he dosnt want to think about it at the moment so he puts his focus on the weight of ghost on his lap and emmiline on his head...
Hunter slowly drifts off to sleep, it's uneventful for a while and dreamless for a unknown amount of time until something changes and he's thrown into a dark forest, the grass is gray and dead, the trees are broken and bare, everything is eerily silent and there's a feeling of being watched settling uncontrollably in hunters gut.. The feeling of wrongness weighs heavily, the tension in the air is so thick that moving is like walking through molasses and mud... Hunter looks around.. The area shifts as he turns to the same scenery as the emperors mind.. The pictures are blurred and blocked out like they were drawn over with a marker occasionally a red question mark or exclamation mark... But the original memory under it is hard to decipher, hunter stands stock still his hands tightly clenched at his sides his shoulders raised to his ears as he takes stiff steps closer into the area the scenery behind him becomes darker as he steps out of it until behind him is pitch black the forest from before now nothingness if he looks close to it he can make out vauge shapes but it all has a vauge static cover over it, if hunter could tense more he would have... The feelings from before weigh more heavily in his gut.. He forces himself to walk onward the darkness following him as he walks on eating everything behind him as he walks but staying still as he does.. He continues to walk... He notices the pictures looping from the start so he stands still he untenses a miniscule amount expecting something to jump out at any moment, knowing his dreams and nightmares... He continues to walk, the darkness follows, the same scenery loops..he dosnt allow his thoughts to wonder why this is happening, or why his mind decided to use the scenery from the emperors mind excapade... He dosnt allow his thoughts to slip, each time he thinks of a thought he dosnt want to think he shakes his head and dig his gloved fingers deeper into his palms and takes exaggerated breaths even if this is a nightmare it still feels so real.. Too real... As he takes another exaggerated breath his mind must have thought his gaurd was down and this was an amazing time to make an noise behind him... Hunter jumps out of his skin spinning around quickly staring daggers into the darkness behind him his hand raised ready to take a swing at whatever was behind him.. A hand lands on his shoulder a tight burning grip... A familiar grip... One he hasn't felt since he left the emperors coven.. He quickly gets spun around his body and thoughts screaming at him to bow.. To run.. To hide... To fight.. To do anything but freeze.. He opens his eyes and is met with pericing blue eyes and a false comforting smirk... A familiar face with blight and rot across his face... Belos... Hunter trys to speak but his throat closes up and all he manages to force out is a embarrassing pathetic squeek.. The face of his uncle stares into his very being...
He attempts to shrug off his uncles hand but all that manages to do is make him grip tighter... It feels so real.. Hunter can feel the pain in his shoulder... His throat finally operates.
"no.. No no.. No no no! - this can't be! -" he shrugs off the hand on his shoulder ripping his shoulder and body away from the hurtful grip.. Hunter expected his uncles face to fall into a scowl but it remains the same.. Hunters foot lands into the darkness and it recedes back letting the scenery show behind him ever so slightly, "your dead! -" he finally manages to add on. His uncle replies. "in free..." his smirk growing his arms throwing to the side as if showing off something "and you know what that means hunter?" hunters breathing stops but he dosnt feel it.. He looks on at his uncle in confusion and fear... "no more playing uncle..."
Hunter stutters a mess of 'no's' and 'this can't be's' as his uncle brings his arms back to himself laughing stepping forward closer to hunter.. "hunter, did you really think I'd honestly let you leave? ... actually.. did you miss me while I was gone?" belos holds his hands behind his back stepping slowly closer to hunter forcing him to move backwards the dark behind him moving backwards with him.." did really you think you'd get away from me.. Or that the the human realm is safe?.. That I won't find you?" belos takes bigger steps forward... Hunter takes a bigger step back...not wanting to be close to him.. Hunter trys to bite out a snarky remark but he finds himself not being able to speak... With no reason not being able to..."hunter... Did the humans group comfort you?.. Was it fun betraying the one that made and raised you?" the blight on belos grows.. His blue eyes glowing ever so slightly.. Hunter trys to respond but he still can't get any words to co-operate with him.. "you know... All grim-walkers like you end up all the same in the end...you saw the masks.. And your smart in some aspects... So I can only assume you know what they ended up like.." hunter who stopped breathing a while back takes in a sharp intake of unneeded air.. All rationality of this being a nightmare excapes from his mind...his uncle gesters with a hand.. As if he was crushing something that's not there.."they all end up dead... It was quite entertaining when they ran from their demise.." belos stops walking forward.. Hunter stops walking back... His thoughts racing on how the past golden guards may have died.. What hell they experienced.. "you know hunter.. They all thought the day of unity was their peaceful paradise.. But I couldn't give two shits about them and their paradise expectations.. They all didn't even realise that their paradise was what waited for them when they died.." hunter stops trying to respond as he realises he won't be able to.. He glares at his uncle that's caused everyone so much pain..."oh don't look at me like that nephew... I couldn't care less about you betraying me either.. As the past grim walkers all did the same if you didn't betray me I would have honestly been shocked but you chose the human and the ragtag team they've created..." hunter continues to glare at his so called uncle.. His uncle holds out a hand to hunter smiling eyes glowing brighter and his blight covering now nearly half his face.."hunter... The world in the demon realm was made to be saved it was too chaotic the way it was.. And I was saving them.. Helping them.." hunter frowns at the hand offered not knowing what to do.. Or why it was offered.."..they needed to meet their demise to be safe" hunter shakes his head slightly not daring to take his eyes off his uncle... "hunter.." the offered hand closes slowly hisuncles face finally falls into a scowl the blight grows now nearly covering his uncles full face.. "i want you to repeat after me.." hunter trys to speak finding he can now.. "o-okay..." belos walks closer.. Hunter can't move back.. "Who will pray for me.." hunter repeats.. "when I'm gone.." hunter finds himself repeating without trying to.. His voice wavering with emotions he can't pin point.. Belos's remains steady but slowly seems to be filling with anger "or until another gaurd comes along.." hunter dosnt understand.. "can you repeat that one?.." belos's face quickly covers with the rot it quickly spreads down his body his body shifting in size as the curse takes over.. "who will pray for me!..when I'm gone! -" the being who once was his uncle speaks, its voice echos loudly around the silent area.. Hunter finds himself trying to move back.. The beasts eyes glaring into his soul and being.. Towering easily over him his uncles hands dig into the fake dead soil under them.. "or is this the eternal dark without a dawn?" the voice continues to echo, his uncle continues to tower and glare over him.. "who will pray for you?" hunter finds himself repeating again.. "who will pray for me?.." his voice surprisingly sturdy  "when my body's gone?" he repeats again his voice rising to match his uncles both of their voices now echoing.. "this is the consequence of what you've done!" his uncle bellows hunter shouts in return "I'm not a monster! -" his uncle snaps down to be face level with hunter "what did you say?!" his uncles shouts his eyes raging with anger and rage ".. Don't hurt me.. I'm not a monster.. I'm not a heartless person.." hunter shys into himself he speaks unsure of himself.. His uncle quickly returns to normal his face full of false concern..." of course not.. hunter..." his voice full of false concern and real sarcasm".. But you will lose everything..." his uncles face and voice full of threatening promises as he stands tall over hunter.. Hunter blabbers out another mix of 'no's' and 'please no's' not liking the implications.. As his uncle laughs he suddenly stops.."hunter.. You will never get away from me.. Everything you see will remind you of me.. You will look in the mirror and be reminded of me.. Of what you are.. You are my creation hunter.. Never forget that" belos walks closer hunter attempts to move back again.. His attempts are not met,he trys to respond but he finds himself not able to again.. Belos laughs as he is now face to face with hunter belos smirks as he towers over hunter, he places a hand on hunters face, over the scar he gave his creation.. "i know I already told you hunter.. But out of them all you really did look the most like him.. Mind of those stupid ears I could never get rid of no matter the attempt.. And that tooth gap, the eyes as well that I could never get rid of.. Such a shame you had to go and side with the human.. You were doing quite well.. " hunter can't move or speak as belos continues to list out his flaws and mistakes.. Listing everything that's similar to his original and listing the flaws.. In both body and behaviour.. At some point the scenery changed to all darkness..everywhere full of nothing... Hunters eyes gaze around the darkness and then back to the stone he calls a uncle, the face of him now blurred and it slowly spreads down his body.. A light in the darkness grows and suddenly he's gasping for air on the couch a hand grasped to his chest tightly opening and closing around the fabric, another hand to his cheek where his uncles hand once was scratching at it a wet feeling on his face and no weights on his lap or head to help him so he continues to gasp like a fish out of water.. He trys to take in his surroundings and finds the room fully dark the blinds and curtains closed and lights off... He gasps for air and scratches harder at the scar on his cheek... Wanting the feeling of his uncle touching him off his face. The feeling that never was actually there and that was just in his head...his breathing slowly comes back to normal the pain in his cheek brining him slowly out of the state he is in, he finally gets air in his lungs and let's his body relax his hands flopping to his sides as he let's his head fall back onto the couch, taking in deep breaths forcing air into his lungs as he attempts to push the contents of the nightmare out of his mind as he currently can't attempt to unpack all of it he opens his eyes again just staring hole into the roof as he gets his body to listen to him... He brings a shakey hand up wipe his eyes feeling more exhausted than before he went to sleep, he finds the palismen gone, except flapjack who has now stuffed himself into the corner of the couch in between the armrest and the cushion... Hunter forces his tired body up and drags himself into the kitchen turning on the light that is under the cabinets that dosnt flash bang him and wake up the whole first floor, he grabs a glass with shakey hands and turns on the tap holding it under, filling the glass he stares out the window that's behind the sink images from the nightmare flash in his mind and water over flows from the glass and over his hand.. He pulls it out from under the water takes large sips from the over full glass some water spilling from the sides onto his top.. He fills it again.. He drinks the glass again.. After 3 cups of water he turns off the tap setting the glass in the sink to wash in the morning he wipes his mouth with his sleeve and drags himself back to the couch.. He dosnt want to go back to sleep but knowing if he dosnt he may snap at people in the morning and be tired and moody throughout the day.. He doesn't want to add any more stress on anyone else so he forces himself to sit back on the couch and close his eyes.. even knowing that the way he's sitting with hurt his neck in the morning and the way he was sitting in the nap already has brought a slight pain to the back of his neck he can't find the urge in him to care so he sits the way he was before so his heads resting on the back of the couch.. Waiting for sleep to take over his body he continues to stare holes into the roof...
He waits for what feels like an hour staring at the roof... until finally his mind shuts up and his eyes close by themselves and sleep overtakes his mind and body for the rest of the night...
He hopes he dosnt have another nightmare...