Beauty and the Stinky Boi (Remus x Reader)

Chapter 2

      "But who will take you? I sure wont." Roman said turning away. Deceit grunted and walked over."I'm NOT going there so you may NOT come with." He told me. I stood up and nodded. "Just remember (Y/N), if you need or want us to come get you just walk out of his room and call one of us, I'll even come to get you and I'm scared of that place." Patton said. "I will, but I will also try to know Duke before I judge." Virgil has turned around and wont look at me, Roman is obviously angry, Patton is scared for me, and Logan just looked at me saying,"He can't harm you unless you let him, and he's not even that scary." Patton calmed down at Logan's words. I nodded and told Deceit I was ready to go. He grabbed my wrist a little too hard, but soon we were in what I believe is the mind palace. "This is the dark sides part of the palace, that is why it is NOT complacently dark and gloomy." He says. He then points to the end of a hall on my right. "The very last door is his... I'd say knock and step back... he's- well, we aren't use to company."

I started to walk off and down the hall. I was filled with dread and a seance that i should run away, but I still went on words. The deeper I went into the hall the messier and grosser it got. The smell of it all burned my nose and I wanted to vomit. I put my shirt over my nose to some what block the stench. I finally reached the door and did the normal three knocks to get the persons attention and then took a step back. In a minute the smell went away and I was able to take my shirt off my nose. The door swung open and revealed a man with a mustache and a gray/grey (It's spelled both ways and don't know what one to put so sorry!) streak of hair. "What do you want Dubb-" He stopped realizing that I wasn't who he thought I was. "Who are you?" He asked. "You are the Duke right? I'm (Y/N). I came to meet you." He looked at me up and down trying to find something. "Yes, I am the Duke... who sent you and why? Is it pity? Did they do it out of pity?" He asked becoming upset. I shook my head," No, I wanted to meet you and get to know you. They actually told me that I shouldn't and wouldn't like you, but I thought I should give you a chance..." The feelings I had before were slowly getting worst until he grabbed my wrist and dragged me into his room.

I was now standing at a desk and staring at papers and different things that were crafted by hand. I picked up a few papers and looked at them. They were crudely drawn and were a little disturbing. I put them down and switched it out for the stitched creepy animals. "This is a lot of my works! Some things need more blood, some more violence." He said. I looked at him putting the idem down."What side are you, exactly?" I asked. He looked up and I could tell he was hiding his sadness because only a hint of it showed. "I'm creativity! Well, I'm the dark twisted thoughts and well, you've seen some of them." He said trying to sound confident. I looked down at the drawings again and it all came together. "Why don't the others like you?" He some what walked off and he still answered the question."They don't like me because I'm not a good thing. It's why I was alone for so many years, and why I decided to have a sudden out burst." I nodded my head knowing how it had felt. "I understand where you're coming from." He looked at me shocked but had tried to hide it fast."How?" He asked.

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