My Android Butler

The 23rd Chapter

PinkGlitterHead's corner:

Uwu! Usually I write my thoughts at the end of each chapter of my story but now is different. Waeyo? Because I have thought about it. This might me the final part of My Android Butler. Or I might make another part as epilogue. I've been holding onto this story for a very long time.

And now that, everything seems puzzled together. I need and want to end my attachment to the characters and the story itself. Writing has always been my friend. Writing on a notebook that is.

I am very into writing my thoughts. At first I love writing good things more. I keep the bad things in my head.

Anyway, journal writing was my true escape from the tedious daily life at school. I was at my happiest when it was semester break or vacation days. For me, school wasn't really for me.

I don't really like socializing and studying. I myself knew that as long as I'm happy and content, I'll be fine. I just recently realized that is truly right for me. People are lovable and hate-able.

We humans are so complex. We don't really care each others' feelings unless we truly care about one another stories. Stories are spread as gossip when told to gossip-mongers . That is why I prefer my indifferent side more. I hate gossip, it's a waste of time. I love learning new things from the internet. I hate spamming of posts at social medias. I love animals. Yet, get grossed out with lizards and other dinosaur looking creatures. Hehe!

So yeah, story-telling just happened one time, I accidentally pressed the 'write' button. My first story Elda, is still my most read novel as of now. Elda started as somewhat like a fanfiction yet I didn't specify if it is or not. Yet, the characters are portrayed by my fave adventure game yet, The Legend of Zelda. Ocarina of Time is the game I played in Nintendo 64.

I'm not really a gamer person, I just like playing to waste time. Lols.

So that's how it all started. My second story was Secret Internet Sensation. The supporting character became its main character. I made that story because I felt the supporting character needed her own story. I named her guy lead Audi yet he was nicknamed Magnum. Lols

And finally, this story happened. Dimitri happened. In my mind, he was real. That's why he has a story. I love Dimitri so much that I wish he exists. I based his personality from my then church crush. Yeah. Really never knew that Demetria still exists as a separate entity. Lols

And since this might be the final or before the epilogue part, I will just make this my point of view. I don't want to switch from Mistress to Demi's pov. So, let's go read. Yay!

Author's POV

Once there was a girl named Raine Quelly Bael. She almost has everything she needed and wanted. At school, she was a wallflower yet she's just individualistic.

She met Alfred Beet and Ryn Do. Then, she met Demi aka Dimitri. She met the Von Dutch brothers, Arthur Blithe and William Lawrence. She also met their parents and their younger twin siblings. And then there was the youngest and hopefully the last child of the Von Dutch parents.

"Dimitri! Where are we?" the little miss asked. He smiled at her. "We're here at your Mom's old laboratory, where she made me." He almost got teary-eyed when he reminisced the day when he came here in front of the Mistress' old place.

"Let's go in?" Karicha nodded. As a child, Kari is still very curious about everything. She might need a tape or mask or food on her mouth, just to the stop talking. I think all kids are very chatty.

"Mommy!" She pointed an old photo of her mother. She was still, I guess a high-school student in the picture. She also pointed her Uncle Alfred and Aunt Ryn.

"Where is Daddy?" Oh. I guess Mistress hasn't told her about his father's story.

"Better ask Mommy?" she suddenly held out her hand, after she heard my reply. I curiously looked at her. "Phone?" I shook my head. "There is an old telephone there oh!"

I gestured my head towards a lips phone. I'm not sure if it works or for display purposes.

Karicha, nonetheless, picked up the receiver and brought it close to her ear.

"I only hear, toot sound." She returned the receiver to its place. And she just shrugged.

I almost want to laugh out loud because of what just happened. "I'll just ask her later when we go home."

Like mother, like daughter, very easily to get dismissive and distracted by other things.

"Oh my gosh!" As I heard her exclamation, I briskly walked towards to where she is.

We are now at the basement wherein Mistress' original lab was. I looked at where she is looking.

"Nani?!"