The Journal of a Connecticut Yankee

Aftermath

Druella might have had to downsize from a castle in Lessicate to a mansion in California, but I'm sure things weren't too bad for the princess. Somewhere in the back of my head I could hear Robin Leach narrating the scene before me as we walked through the place.

There were expensive looking paintings on the wall worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. Statues, vases and intricate rugs that were probably made by famously deceased artisans. And of course what mansion wouldn't be complete by 100" TV's in all the rooms. Champagne wishes and caviar dreams indeed.

Mantis maid lady lead me down the hallway and into a large study. Monitors of various sizes littered the walls in an extremely creepy 'Saw' movie kinda way. I really didn't care, I was tired and the concoction that I downed earlier was wearing off. I did what was asked of me, now it was time for the Maou of this era to push or pull or fucking field goal my ass back to Romie.

"The Human-"

"I need to speak to your mom." I interrupted, walking past her.

The Lilim turned around slowly in her high-backed chair like a god damn James Bond villain. Except I never remembered any one of them wearing nothing but an open bathrobe.

"First things first, the shard please?" Druella asked sweetly, while holding out her hand.

I was tempted to tell her to go fuck herself but from what I heard of this particular chick, she'd probably just take it as in invitation to masturbate in front of me. I had to bite my tongue, telling myself that it was just for a little longer and I'd be back with my Cheshire. It didn't matter what dimension I was in, as long as I had her by my side.

Reaching in my pocket I dug out the shard and tossed it to her, silently hoping the radiation or whatever would give the bitch constipation.

She caught it with ease and slipped it somewhere in her lavish looking desk.

"Now then, why would you need to speak to her, when you have me right in front of you?" She asked while smiling and batting her eye lashes at me.

I returned her overtures with a glare.

"Because she needs to send me back to my wife, who also happens to be your niece for starters, Miss Show n Tell." I growled.

She paused at that, then after a few moments said,

"I'm afraid I can't do that..."

Anger flared inside me as the urge to draw Winona was almost too great.

"And why the fuck not?!" I yelled at her, slamming the side of my fist into a nearby wall. I could hear the Mantis moving behind me and was pretty sure she had her blades out ready to kill me if I got violent.

Still didn't give a fuck.

Druella made a shoo'ing gesture with her hand to the maid. Evidently the Lilim didn't think I was much of a threat. For some reason that made me even more pissed off.

"Mother is... unavailable. Hasn't been seen for quite some time actually. She was... is... the only one that has the ability to send you back." The Lilim said hesitantly to me.

I stood in stunned silence as I tried to process what was told to me.

'Unavailable... The only one... to send you back...'

She... She lied to me... She said she would be here. That she could send me back. That Romie and I would be...

I sank to my knees in despair. 'This wasn't happening, this wasn't happening,' I remember repeating to myself over and over again as if saying it enough times would make it true. That I would just wake up, like before, in bed with Romie. This whole thing nothing more than a nightmare.