Crevasse | Yandere Hazbin Hotel

I

An empty canvas stared back at its artist. Both of them were waiting for a slight spurt of inspiration but nothing seemed to make way for it. It had been an hour since she sat on the stool, but her head was empty with only whispers of false hope.

An audible groan escaped her lips before hearing a chuckle from behind. " Nothing?" A young man by the name of Pablo spoke with a hint of mockery in his voice. She turned around, glaring at him before averting her eyes away. " I've been dry for weeks! I don't understand how I can't make anything even though I've done it the same way since I was a kid." She exclaimed tossing the brush to the floor.

" And you expect it to return by just staring at the canvas?" He said, browsing the room and looking at all the paintings that hung on the wall.

He was right, of course, but being in a remote village in the middle of a forest can only give you so much. In the past years, she has created various sculptures, pottery, drawings, pretty much anything she can get her hands on just to have that small reassurance that she can be, in a sense, useful.

But, on a random outing, where they both haded to collect firewood, that once glorious spark seemed to vanish into thin air. Ever since then, she has been trying to at least recover her virtue to gain the traction she once had.

" I mean, yeah, I guess?" It was almost incoherent on what left her mouth as she sulked on the stool. He looked back at his friend, a hint of sentiment crossed his eyes." You wanna go eat? Might make you feel better." He quietly said, giving a hearty smile in her direction.

She looked up at him, and a small, almost ghostly-like smile appeared on her face. She would love to have a break from her own mellowed state, but sadly, she had someone else to worry about.

" I would like the offer, but you know why I can't go." He sighed; he knew that would be his answer the moment he stepped into the room.

Regardless, he always wishes that maybe the answer would be different Next time, but it never is. It was almost like a repeating record, showing up at her studio, chatting, then asking, before ultimately being rejected. It's not her fault, and he knows that, but he always wondered what it would've been like if that man wasn't in the picture.

" Yeah, I know." After a few moments, he responded; he gave her a weak smile before exiting the room. He continued to walk down the street, making sure he haded enough distance from her home before letting out a long heavy sigh.

He took out the envelope that was in his pocket, reading over the contents one more time.

He knows this is a bad choice, in fact, the worst decision he would ever take, but what more can he handle being in the chivalry of a false dream that would never happen?

____

Word count: 522

Author's Note:

I don't really know what to put in an author's Note, but my friend said it would be a great idea to make one to better explain a chapter. So, um, hi?

I did do a one-over on this chapter, and it's too short for my taste, but my friend told me it was a great starter since they did the same thing. They also told me to do a word count, so I just put the original without this note.

Okay, things you might not understand are, maybe, the setting.
Alright, so, you guys remember when my friend wrote Pablo and Elanor chopping down a tree, not being able to take it home, and on their way back, Pablo mentioned the war that was going on before they had an emotional scene?
If you do, Good, because that chapter from their book is still unpublished so you can't go back and read it.
So basically, this chapter is the aftermath of that event; possibly a month has passed since then. I, for one, decided to take a leap into Elanor's interest, which is being an artist, since my friend couldn't have a chance to input that.
And if you all knew what they were saying, basically Pablo wanted to fight in the war, but Elanor didn't want him to. So this chapter shows the aftermath that he ultimately did go into the war because of some... Issue.
( I just don't want to spoil it for you all.)

If y'all wish for me to explain anything else, feel free to ask, but if it spoils a part, then I can't say much of it.

I'm also gonna vaguely write similar to the way my friend writes in most parts since I think it'll be easier to understand.

I suppose that is all, enjoy?