S C H A D E N F R E U D E
noun [shahd-n-froi-duh]Satisfaction or pleasure felt at someone else's misfortune.
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You raced around the apartment with fury, feeling yourself approach borderline contentment. You glanced into every room you passed then stopped when you reached the end.
"HEDWIG, I told you to come for lunch an hour back!" You yelled as loudly as you could without sounding completely psychotic.
You walked towards his room and pushed the door-
SPLASH!
You gasped as a gush of cold water doused you from head to toe. You stood completely still in the room doorway, water dripping from your clothes and hair. You waved your arms around to get rid of the wetness then groaned loudly in frustra-
You heard someone start giggling in the corner of the room, possibly behind the bed. You started stamping your foot and crossed your arms.
"Come out here Hedwig RIGHT NOW!" You screamed and a few moments later, he got up from his hiding spot and walked to you with his head hung low.
"Why? Why did you do that?" You asked with complete sadness.
"I was just passing the time [y/n], it was pretty funny-"
"I'M DRENCHED HEDWIG! THIS IS NOT FUNNY," You yelled and he looked to the floor. You rubbed your forehead then sighed, "I'm disappointed in you."
"[y/n] I-I'm-"
"Just go have lunch and think about your behaviour over the last few days," You instructed flatly and he sulked as he walked to the kitchen.
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You've taken him under your wing. You found him in a psychiatric home, with no one to really care for him. You understand the disorder thoroughly, you've studied it. You just wanted to help Hedwig as much as you could and perhaps give him the life he would imagine of.
But having a mind of a nine year old boy... It makes life far more tough for you. He takes everything as a game or for fun, which is great most of the time because he gets his chores done but when you're attempting to tell him something important, get him to do something he may not want to or teach him something, he starts to divert his attention.
You stared at him as he slurped his bowl of noodle soup without saying a word. You sat there till he finished. You felt bad for him but he can't continue acting like this in your house. You won't be able to cope with his behaviour.He started to get up but you grabbed his arm pushed him back to his seat. "Do you know why I'm sitting here like this, watching you?" You asked and he looked to the tables with a frown.
"Because I dumped a bucket of water on your head," He mumbled.
"Yes... And that you have not been listening to me whenever I'm telling you something or asking you to eat or finish some work, Hedwig," You explained and clenched his fists.
"But it's boring! I want to do something fun!"
"Teasing people and playing pranks on them isn't fun Hewie."
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