VII. Crimson red

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Infernal | 7

Demonia

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"DYLAN DOVE YOU BLOODY QUISBY GET YOUR UGLY ARSE DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

I opened my eyes to the white sheets on my face, I removed them once I heard my mom's voice. What does she want now?

I set the pillow that was laying on my head beside me, "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" I yelled back at her, she didn't answer.

"WHAT!" So I tried again.

No answer.

"Come on," I muttered to the pillow as I got up from my bed. I did my usual morning routine and got ready to start --yet again-- another hellish day on Demonia.

"What do you want?" I voiced out to her once I made it Inside the kitchen, where her voice came from.

"Your Freakish sister is missing," she said while eating on a bar and reading the newspaper.

"When was she not missing?" I hissed back.

"I don't know, and don't care. Just go and search for her or I'll make you go to school." devil nay, she didn't. Did this lady just blackmail me?

"First of all: You can't force me to. Second, I was ALREADY going to go search for her, it's not like anybody cares here but me."

She stood up and walked closer to me, only the counter between us, then she pointed a supposedly threatening finger at me. "You kids are way too kind for your own good. Welcome to Demonia, yaldson."

"Not my fault you didn't do your job well as a mother." I muttered, and just to piss her off, I said while going out of the kitchen, "Just because we're demons doesn't mean that we shouldn't care about one another. keep that in mind mother."

Daphnee hates it when we act --and I quote -- 'kind'. So sometimes when  she gets on my nerves, I do it just to push her off.

I know she never approves of me and my sister's 'attitude'.

I passed by Deadora's -my sister- room to search for any clue as to where she is. I knew where she was at, either way, I was just making sure I'm headed to the right place instead of walking all the way there for nothing.

I found a note at her desk, picking it up, it read:

Dylan,

Don't search for me

-Dora

Of course, what did I think, that she'd actually leave me a clue? Hell not, that little she-devil.

I got out of her room, and made my way to my cousin, Decklan's, room. I threw the door open, got in and jumped on my cousin's bed, right above him. He was sleeping.

"Decklan wake up! wake up you brassy raggabrash demon! wake-"

"What the hell?" I heard from beneath me, "Ahhh, get off me you skelpie-limmer!"

He pushed me off the bed a multiple times, but what really made me fall was my hard laughter not his useless pushing, ofcourse.

Still laughing I got up and stood beside his bed this time.

"Why on demonia did you just wake me up?" he said still half-asleep.

"Dora's missing out."

"Why am I not surprised?" he said while he got off the bed.

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