Abeyance

'The One they Thought was Dead'

          "Ah- Pants?" Jaden walked up next to Pants.
"Huh? Oh, hello princess.." Pants said turning around, expecting one of the queen's lazily delivered orders.
"...Are you alright?" Jaden asked her. Her eyes widened.
"Uh.. Yes, yes I am." Pants whispered.
Jaden tilted her head a little. "Is that so?"
"Affirmative."
"...Well, it doesn't quite seem like it.." Jaden said.
Pants shoulders tensed up. "I don't really want to talk about it. I have.. things to do."
"Oh, well.. I'm sorry. I will let you do such. Until then, I would assume." Jaden replied to her, backing away.
Pants nodded and turned around again. She started walking to a door far down the corridor. She opened it.

Behind this door was the cooking room. There was a plate of food she had made prior to her conversation with Jaden.
She grabbed it and looked out the door cautiously. Nobody was there.
Pants quickly tried to make her way to another door without making a sound. She opened the door to a long staircase, closed the door behind her, and sighed of relief.
She walked down the stairs slowly, trying to be quiet.
"Oh, I hear you miss! Don't try to hide it!" Came a voice shouting from the bottom.
"Shhh!" Pants hushed the voice.
"Ahahahah, a bit hissy today aren't we?" The voice joked at her.
Pants got to the bottom and placed the plate infront of a barred up room.
"Well, you were just talking about me 'trying to hide' my sound. Where are you?" Pants placed her hands on her hips.

A figure with a comical hat moved out from the dark corner.
"Aww man! You got me! Eheehee!" He layed down and began eating off of the plate of food.
Pants sat down and watched him. "How have you been? Are you sick?" She asked.
"No no! I'm fine! Have you seen my puddle of urine lately? It has a variety of nice colors now!"
"...N-No.. also...that is disgusting, Sketchy.." Pants shivered.
"I can't tell anymore. It's been maybe a few weeks.." He sighed.
"You have been locked up here for 3 years." Pants said.
"Why 3 years? My word!" Sketchy said widening his eyes.
"I tell you this every 4 days, sir.."
"Ah- and I don't care ma'am. Keep telling me." Sketchy smiled. Pants looked away as her eyebrows lowered.

"Say Panties, why do you feed me? Is it that you want me alive?" Sketchy scratched at the floor, glaring at Pants.
"Please do not call me Panties.." Pants shook her head at him. He sat up.
"Well yours look nice, just saying."
"Excuse me?" Pants immediatley moved her skirt to cover her knees, staring at sketchy in awe.
Sketchy rolled his eyes. Pants looked away.
He grabbed onto the bars infront of him.
"All I want is to see the sky.
You're the only one that remembers me.
They think I am dead..
DEAD." Sketchy was breathing heavily.
"..In a moment I will have to leave." Pants said to him in a distraught way.
"No wait, don't leave me madam.. please.." He said falling to the floor.
Pants got up. "You should not refer to me as madam. I give my deepest apologies." She walked away slowly.

"NO, YOU WILL LET ME OUT. I SWEAR, I WILL NOT GIVE UP MY LIFE TO A YOUNG TYRANT. YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS. I WILL DEVOUR YOUR KIDNEYS."
His rambling echoed throughout the staircase, as Pants made her way up it. He said gruesome and disturbing things beyond anyones imagination.
Tragic, horrible things.