Wails from the Jollyton Bloodship (INCONSISTENT UPDATES)

"I remember the day we first boarded the Bloodship. Sadly, it was also the day the Master decimated everybody in my kingdom of Jollywood, including my former guardians, the 7D. The Master was nice enough to spare me, my best friend, and my now retired arch foes. It was the most devastating day of my life to say the least, but that was years ago, and the Master 'kindly' told us to "let go of the past and move forward into the future". After destroying our homes, She took us into Her own home, the Bloodship. She even took the time to give me a new name! From that day on, we have served and protected the Master. And sometimes if we're extra good, we got to do the honours of executing one of the Master's prisoners. All the while Dillard makes sure I'm safe and sound. He's incredibly protective of me as I am with him. We have grown so much closer to each other while Grim and Hildy Gloom seem to have grown farther apart. Oh dear, I better get to sleep before the Master finds out I stayed up past the curfew hour."

Dee closed her small journal and placed it under the chair. "Come to bed, Dee! You know the Master will punish us if our lights aren't out by 23:00." Dillard warned. "Coming!" Dee hurriedly climbed up to her and Dillard's top half of the bunk bed, careful not to disturb the Glooms from their slumber. She dove into bed and blew out the candle that sat on the rim of the bed. She laid down beside Dillard and snuggled close to him while Dillard in turn, hugged her tightly. "G'night, Dee." "G'night Dillard." The two long time best friends fell asleep almost immediately in each other's arms.
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[[Note the Disclaimer: Dee and Dillard (aka Queen Delightful and Lord Starchbottom), the Glooms, and the 7D all belong to ©Disney.]]
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Cover art drawn by me.
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This story is Mature Rated for the violence, gore, possible sexual content, and alcohol consumption in this lovely story of mine. Hope you all enjoy it.
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