Ch.7 Ghostly Truths.

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Currently you were cleaning Cupid's room, he had to leave early this morning for work. Clearly he was in a hurry, which explains why his room was a mess.

Well, it wasn't a giant mess, just a few things out of place. Arrows on the floor, his dresser open with a few pink fuzzy socks hanging out of it.

A pair of pink heart lined boxers on the floor made you blush as you quickly put them away.

Luckily they were clean.

Cupid's room was cute, mostly pink as you thought it would be. The floor was a deep brown wood, pink shag carpets lined the floor. He had a vanity which held various perfumes, and candy jars.

He bed looked very comfortable, like you could just fall into it forever. Lost in the bubblegum scent and softness.

You really needed to stop smelling their things. It was getting rather creepy. But, can you really help it? All of your masters smelled sweet for some reason.

You opened his closet and began to sort his boots. He only had two pairs of converse, and a few sandals. But it was mostly white boots.

Only a few of them needed straighted up, the others were fine.

Standing up you looked at all the clothes he had neatly hanging up. Each of then were many shades of pink, red, white, pastels, and.. Purple?

Inside, you saw an outfit you knew Cupid wouldn't wear even if you paid him to. It was rather.. Reveling..

Its pattens mostly neon pink and purple fluff, a large cursive R written on the chest. A heart belt pinned with small daggers, and very tight jeans.

Where did he even get this!? Your cheeks burned as you quickly tucked the outfit behind the others.

Another one stuck out to you, it seemed like something a mental patient would wear. Or a convict.

It was a white tux top, a pink and white bowtie, the arms of the tux seemed to be able to strap and lock behind it. Almost like restraints? The pants were red and a little short. A blindfold hung on the hanger with it...

Either Cupid had a weird taste in clothing, or these were costumes.

Wait.. Did these outfits have something to do with his multiple personality disorder?

It could.. But you weren't sure.

You felt a chill go down your spine.. If Cupids  first personality was a psycho.. You looked at the other outfit. What was the other one like? You didn't want to think about it.

You shut his closet then went to leave his room, finally done cleaning it.

Entering the freezing halls once again, you wanted to ask if the mansion was haunted in anyway.

It was cold in spots, mostly the hallway, you thought you heard whispers, and in the corner of your eye you thought you saw things move.

But.. None of your masters were home were they? Wait.. Was Fear home? It was hard to tell.. If he was you didn't want to see him right now. He did drug you.

So, you didn't want to go to him, he might drug you again. So who could you ask? It's not like they gave you a number to call yet. You keep forgetting to ask about it.

Damn it.

You sighed and began to walk down the cold halls of the mansion, you swore the day you first got here they were heated..

Your eyes trailed to the door of the room you were in when you woke up from your small coma. What was that room for? Who's was it?

You took a deep breath in and walked up to the door, surprisingly it was unlocked.

Opening it, it smelled of fresh lavenders and daisy's. And it wasn't as cold as it was in the hall, it was a little lukewarm.

The doors shut behind you, causing you to jump and fall back on the floor.

"Huh?" It felt as if you had gotten pushed as the door locked behind you.

~Y/n, please don't be afraid, I mean you no harm. I just was to ease your mind.~

Looking behind you, you saw a see through skeleton floating, he wore a tux, his bow tie had dried blood on it thanks to his neck wound. A pocket watch hung on his side, his right eye was a clock while the other was a deep purple.

A top hat rests on his head, a violet and a clock sewed into it. Silver markings were under his eyes as he looked down at you.

"Wh-who are you!? Wh-what are you!?" You tried to back away from him but, something kept you in place.

He shook his head as a cloud of purple smoke lifted you and sat you upon one of the white sofas.

~I am Jasper Vandergiest. And I am a spirit that has lived in this mansion for a very long time. This is my room. I'm the one that took you from Fear when he used his poisonous tea on you.~ He bows, taking his hat of to you.

You stared up at him in disbelief, so the house was haunted by him. It made since once you thought about it.

And he didn't seem to be any harm to you, you kind of felt safe with him. Much safer than you did with Fear.

~Yes the place is haunted by me. But I assure you, I do not mean any harm. I am not like the other violent spirits out there.~ He smiles reassuringly.

"Can... Can you tell me a bit about my masters?" You ask, hands in your lap nervously.

~Of course. As you know Cupid is the god of love, his personalities are Romeo and Amour. Amour is the one you met that night, he is rather obsessive. While Romeo is the perverse one. More than Cobra. And that's saying something.~ Jasper rolled his eyes as he sat next to you, somehow warmer than before.

~Hallow is a vampire if you haven't figured that out. He's mostly active at night and cannot be outside for long periods of time.~

~Coby is the son of Medusa. He was raised spoiled which is why he acts like a brat at times. Do not look into his eyes no matter how pretty they may be.~

~Asher is a werewolf from Ireland. He's mostly bashful at times. He leaves once a full moon for a whole week or two until he has returned back to normal.~

~Fear.. Is a special case. He's mostly a homebody that prefers no company. He is from the united kingdom. He's obsessed with books. And keeps to himself most of the time.~

~And Lockheart was one of Cupid's personalities that got their own body thanks to our mother. He is a fallen angel that is the god of heartbreak. With a fiery temper. ~

Jasper looks over your face as you take in everything he explained. It seems now you know more about them on a much more personal level.

"Thank you Jasper. I feel like I can connect with them more now and understand them, I'll be careful around Cupid's outbursts." You go to leave the room until he speaks.

~We're going to have guests arrive soon. Be careful around the tall one, he hates humans.~ He says, closing his eyes.

"What?" You turn.

But.

He was gone.

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