Chores, A Red Dress, Cinderella

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Awaken'
'Awaken my child'
'Awaken!'
The voice says in my head.
'W-wa-what?' I murmur, still in a deep asleep, sprawled out on the bed,
One leg in, one leg out...not pretty.
'I don't understand'
'Please, your the only hope' the voice begs
'For what? What will happen? I-I don't understand'
'One day you will' it whispers
'When you awaken"
And that's when I woke up.
"times I wish I would wake up back in my own room again." I sighed
"Can't promise you that." A deep voice said.
I turn around, and there stood Hades.
'Great' I thought.
"How can I help you?" I ask
"Two things" he replies
"What are they?"
" one. I know you were that one who took my cloak last night." He said flatly
"How did you know?"
'I know. I should have done the whole innocent act'
"I can smell your scent on it. And two, I need you to tidy up around here." He said
' iiiiim just gonna pretend he didn't say that.'
"What for?"
"There's going to be a gala, I need the house spotless.... Oh before I forget ..."
He waves his hands in the air in some swirly motion and 'POOF!' a red satin dress laid in his arms. "After your done, wear this, I don't want you looking like a peasant when I have people over." He continues, laying the dress softly on the bed.
Once I laid eyes on it I couldn't reply. The dress was so damn beautiful.
"Are you alive in there?" He asks, knocking on my head.
"Ye-ur-yeeeeaaa I'm great...hehehe...why you ask?"
"I was expecting some stupid remarks coming from you, oh well I guess not. Anyway I expect you to be done cleaning by midnight tonight. The supplies you need are all in the kitchen." He says, and walks away.
...like always
'Sigh'
"Might as well start then" I say, and head my way to the kitchen.
I grab the broom and dust pan, and started to clean.
...
"Well, he's treating you like a Cinderella."
"What?" I ask, looking up to face who said that. And guess what?
Yeup, it's Shiro.
"You know, you gotta do your chores or you can't go to the ball." He pouts, then a few seconds later; he laughs.
"I mean you look like your in night rags! Hahaha"
'Is this dude serious?'
'I swear if I was an anime character, I would have about 10 sweat drops right about now'
'Just ignore him and keep on cleaning, there's a beautiful dress waiting for you.'
I thought, I kept repeating and repeating that thought over and over until finally he was done laughing and I was paying him no mind.
Soon he got the hint...we'll sort of, that he was being ignored.
Soon enough, arms are wrapped around my waist. "Oh come on love don't be like that, everyone needs a laugh ya know." He says in my ear, tickling me just a bit.
I tried my best not to giggle, cuz...I am overly ticklish. I deeply inhale and say " OK, one I am NOT your LOVE. And two keep YOUR hands off of ME."
"Alright, alright, what ever you say." He sings and lets go.
"Thank you" I said and started to continue sweeping. Then out of a blink of an eye, he spins around and kisses me.
On the cheek, veeeeeery close to my lips.
"Damn I missed."
"What the hell?!" I yell " what was that for?" I ask
"I just felt like it" he shrugs
" You have no shame do you?"
"Can't say I do...love." He replies and grins. Placing his arm in his pockets and leaning against the wall.
"Of course you don't, why did I even ask?"
"Cuz you ask questions a lot, and I mean A LOT. Like girl; CHILL for a day."
"Your keeping me from cleaning, you can leave now." I reply, averting my eyes to the floor now.
"Fine, if you wanna be that way...oh!" Shiro says, and now walks towards me looking deep into my eyes. For some odd reason I couldn't move. I was stuck in place, staring deep into his hazel red eyes. He lifts up my chin with his index finger, and his face gets inches closer to mine. We were a few centimeters from being nose to nose.
"I call dibs on the first dance" he whispers
"Wha-wha-wha-what?" I stutter stepping back a few steps.
" you herd me? Did I stutter? You sure did" he smirks, and I roll my eyes.
"I'll give you a first dance if you leave me alone for now."
"Deal" he winks and snaps his fingers and point at me.
'Oh what a night this will be.'

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