Chapter 6

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Chapter 6: Sucks.

My eyes cracked open and I looked around the room. This...this isn't my house? I lifted up my head a bit and looked around the room. Oh, yeah, now I remember. I was hoping it would be a dream. Guess not. Death is snoring next to me.

I huffed and stuffed my head into the white pillow. Death turned over on his side and draped his arm over my waist, cuddling dangerously close to my back. Why, god?

He groaned in his sleep and wrapped his arms fully around my waist and snuggled me like I was a teddy bear.

"Mmmnn..." he muttered,"Nooo..."

Wait...his voice wasn't demonic. It sounded normal...My my my, Death is a little faker.

I pried his arms off of me and was about to get up, when suddenly Death grabbed the back of my shirt.

"Where are you going?" he asked in a groggy voice. Darn, back to demonic.

"The bathroom? I have to pee."

"Oh. Hurry, you're a great cuddle buddy."

I blushed and walked to the bathroom, hesitating at the door,"Hey, you can use your regular voice around me."

"What do you mean 'regular voice'?" he asked, his eyes shut and his face half way sunk into the pillow.

"Don't play dumb, I know you're trying to sound big and bad." I said, propping a hand on my waist.

"That's not it." he replied, eyes still closed.

"Then what is it?" I asked. I thought for a while and came to a conclusion,"Are you insecure?"

Death stayed silent for a few minutes, then spoke up,"No."

"You hesitated."

"I did not, now go pee!"

"Use your regular voice first." I smirked.

"No!"

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Claudia."

"Death."

"Claudia I swear to god--"

"I'll piss on the floor if you don't."

"Don't!" he shot up, reaching out to me, then he realized what he did. He slapped a hand over his mouth.

"Aha!" I smirked, escaping into the bathroom.

"DAMMIT WOMAN!" he yelled in his demonic voice.

I stayed in the bathroom for a while, not wanting to face Death's wrath. I took a shower, using his shampoo and body wash since I left mine in my suitcase. Now I'm standing in front of the mirror in a loose fitting tank top and yoga pants. My long blood red hair was damp and stringy, my eyes still had bags under them from my good night's rest. Yeah, I had slept pretty good, but of course I wasn't going to say that to Death.

Ugh, that man has brought me nothing but pure frustration...what does he want with me anyways? Maybe he has some sort of deep dark secret. Maybe I could find out. Yeah, I'll squeeze it out of him. Like an orange. Orange juice sounds really good now. Gotta get my vitamins.

Before I left the bathroom, I peeked out the door to make sure the coast is clear, and all was good. I walked into the kitchen and saw a plate of pancakes with berries and powdered sugar on the top, a note taped to the side of the plate.

I picked up the note, it was from Slenderman.

Milady,

Milord left to "blow off steam" as he put it. You might have upset him, but that's no problem, he's always upset. I'll be hunting til this afternoon, and Syphx will be home around the same time. Keep yourself occupied and fed, don't go into Milord's office.

-Slender

I tossed the note aside and stared at the delicious plate of breakfast before me. Well, I could get on my laptop. Jesus, I bet the bandwidth here is incredible! With that thought in mind, I grabbed the plate and hopped on my laptop. (Bless Slendy's heart for bringing it with him) I spent hours on end downloading mods for Skyrim and playing the hell out of it.

Soon, it was lunch. So I ate a chicken salad sandwich with grapes. After that I played more Skyrim and soon my eyes started to droop. A little nap won't hurt...

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"Claudia, hey," someone whispered, shaking my shoulder,"Wake up, c'mon."

"Mm?" I groaned. I looked up to see Death shaking my shoulder, his pastel pink hair dangling in his face,"What...What happened?"

"I don't know but I walked in and saw you surrounded by Twix wrappers, and Alduin killed you, by the way."

"What?!" I screeched, reaching for my laptop and saw that Alduin, indeed, had killed me,"Dammit! I turned off auto save too!"

"Ooh, that must suck." he smirked, then walked out.

I glared after him,"YOU suck!"

I huffed and shut my laptop.

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