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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2019 3:23 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2019 3:35 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2019 9:25 am
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Home - Basement
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Russel, somehow
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Adventuring gone Wrong
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? He's gonna stab out my other eyeball!
Eion was very bored. Sure, he'd gotten adopted and they had a huge house now, but that didn't mean there was anything to do. He'd gotten letters from both Max and Reggie to say they were being adopted, and honestly, he was so proud of his friends. That meant there was no way he could hang out with them today, but maybe soon. Eion wandered around, not stopping until he crossed past the basement door. He pondered it for a second, wondering if there would be anything interesting in there. He glanced around the house, then ran back to his room to prepare.
In his room, Eion grabbed his flashlight and a blanket (for protection, of course), then swapped his orange eye for an awesome glow in the dark one. It'd make him look scary if there were any horror-movie villains down there. Once he had all his stuff ready, the boy wandered back downstairs. He was ready to brave the spooky basement. Maybe he'd even find something to tease Ferdie with while he was down there. He draped the blanket over himself like a cloak, then pushed open the door. It was dark down there. Eion turned on the flashlight and walked downstairs. Aww poo. It seemed like it was just old boxes and stuff. So much for an adventure!
Spotting a box that said it was full of Ferdie's old stuff, Eion decided to root through that one. It seemed to be ... shaking? He pushed the lid off and suddenly felt a little spooked. Swinging the flashlight back and forth, the beam finally landed on a familiar, yet terrifying face. Oh... oh no. The brunette screamed out, stepping backward from the looming for of Russel. Oh no he had a knife too! He was finally back to finish Eion off! Tears started running down the boy's cheek, terror evident on his paling face. He tripped over something in the floor and fell back, landing hard on his butt on the floor. With that, the looming blonde stepped closer, adapting a maniacal grin as Eion cried out in broken sobs.
Bᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ I sᴘʏ?
Wɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ʀᴏʙᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴇʏᴇ?
I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ I sᴇᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜰʟᴇsʜ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ɢᴜʏ!
Mᴀʏʙᴇ ʜᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ sᴇᴇᴍs
Tɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪɴᴠᴇsᴛɪɢᴀᴛᴇ
Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀᴍs!
Lᴇᴛ's ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ
Aɴᴅ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ sᴏ sᴏʀʀʏ ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰʀɪɢʜᴛ
Wᴇ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ sᴄᴀʀʏ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ᴜs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏʟɪɢʜᴛ
Yᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀs ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2019 11:25 am
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Parents' Bedroom - Under the Bed
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Russel, somehow
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Adventuring gone Wrong
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? He's gonna stab out my other eyeball!
Eion watched in absolute horror as Russel stepped closer to him. In his head, Eion was grappling with what to do. Should he flee and hope someone else could stop Russel? Should he fight back and just hope beyond hope that his magic kicked in? He was just about to try when the overhead light kicked on. The youngest Delacroix boy squinted up at the light, and scurried closer to the stairs. There stood... oh it was Ferdie. He probably couldn't do anything.
Eion was just about to beg his new brother to get the adults when Ferdie spoke, but not to him. He cast some spell that Eion vaguely remembered, but nothing happened. After a few seconds, the ominous figure twitched, then changed into... a clown? That wasn't really Russel? Was he safe? No, he wouldn't trust that bit at all. Gathering up what little courage he had, Eion ran up the stairs, pushing past Ferdie. His blanket and flashlight lay abandoned in the basement, but he couldn't care any less. On his way out he bumped into someone, probably Emeric, on his way out. He just needed to hide! Where could he go that was safe?!
Turning the corner and sliding a bit, the boy darted up the stairs. He pushed open the door to his parents' room and crawled under their bed. It was safe there. No one would find him because the blankets were long enough to reach the floor. Finally feeling less likely to be stabbed, Eion released the breath he hadn't known himself to be holding, then broke down into tears. He had been so scared! Whatever that was.... it could've killed him easily because he clearly wasn't magic. He felt useless and stupid, especially because Ferdie had had to come and save the day. Now his already better-than-him brother would be lauded yet again, this time as a hero, while Eion would be shamed for his cowardice. The brunette curled up into a ball, shaking with the sobs running through him. He didn't notice, however, his blanket wrapping warmly around his shoulders, the very one he'd abandoned just moments ago. All he cared about was curling up in the fabric and using it to hide his face from the world outside the bed frame.
Bᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ I sᴘʏ?
Wɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ʀᴏʙᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴇʏᴇ?
I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ I sᴇᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜰʟᴇsʜ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ɢᴜʏ!
Mᴀʏʙᴇ ʜᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ sᴇᴇᴍs
Tɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪɴᴠᴇsᴛɪɢᴀᴛᴇ
Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀᴍs!
Lᴇᴛ's ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ
Aɴᴅ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ sᴏ sᴏʀʀʏ ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰʀɪɢʜᴛ
Wᴇ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ sᴄᴀʀʏ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ᴜs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏʟɪɢʜᴛ
Yᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀs ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2019 3:38 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Parents' Bedroom - Under the Bed
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Russel, somehow
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Adventuring gone Wrong
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? He's gonna stab out my other eyeball!
Eion was resigning himself to staying under the bed for the rest of his life when he heard the small creak of the door. He curled himself up even smaller, afraid whatever came through the door was going to assist Russel in trying to enucleate him the rest of the way. That was a fun word, 'enucleate', he'd learned from the court proceedings. Ever since it was the most fun way to describe what'd happened to him. Now, now the word seemed terrifyingly real. He clutched his blanket tighter, trying with all his ability to stop sobbing so he couldn't be discovered.
Unfortunately, he had been quickly called out. Luckily, it wasn't Russel. In fact, it was just about the least threatening person on earth. Ferdie. He said it, whatever it was, was in fact a boggart.... but it didn't help when Eion didn't know what that meant. All he knew is it had been a very real Russel. But he said Emeric and Seweryna were getting rid of it, which allowed Eion to, for a moment, relax a bit. "H-how do I know you're not j-just gonna feed me to it!" His voice broke, the nine year old suddenly worried about Ferdie's motives. After all, no one ever usually came to find him under the bed. His mom never had, and the few times Russel had, hadn't been to be comforting. When the edge of the blanket lifted up, Eion squeaked and scooted away from the spot in the light. Sure enough, it was Ferdie... but what if he was going to grab him or something?!
Bᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ I sᴘʏ?
Wɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ʀᴏʙᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴇʏᴇ?
I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ I sᴇᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜰʟᴇsʜ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ɢᴜʏ!
Mᴀʏʙᴇ ʜᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ sᴇᴇᴍs
Tɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪɴᴠᴇsᴛɪɢᴀᴛᴇ
Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀᴍs!
Lᴇᴛ's ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ
Aɴᴅ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ sᴏ sᴏʀʀʏ ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰʀɪɢʜᴛ
Wᴇ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ sᴄᴀʀʏ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ᴜs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏʟɪɢʜᴛ
Yᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀs ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2019 4:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2019 5:43 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Parents' Bedroom - Under the Bed
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Ferdie
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Discovering Magic?
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? He's clearly lying
Eion tilted his head at Ferdie when he mentioned casually that the blanket hadn't snagged. Apparently his flashlight would feel left out. Oh, well... he had no plans of ever retrieving his flashlight, because that meant returning to the world's scariest basement. He glanced back at the older boy, his eye faintly glowing in the dark under the bed. After a second of apparent conspiracy, Ferdie continued, asking if Eion had ever seen how the adults got stuff off the high up shelves. Of course. The lucky ducks just used.... magic.
The younger boy squinted at Ferdie, trying to gauge if he was being serious or not. If he was lying, then he was automatically a butthead. But if he was honest.... had Eion done magic? "It's not possible. Because I'm not magic. I can't be. My mum said I'd have shown magic a long time ago. So... you're lying. Right?" He adjusted the way he was laying, propping up his chin on one hand. He was pretty sure he'd brought his blanket... but no, he couldn't have because he'd have lost it when running up the stairs. Had he really used magic? And of all the things to use accidental magic for, it was to call over a blanket? Like a child in fear. Great.
Bᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ I sᴘʏ?
Wɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ʀᴏʙᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴇʏᴇ?
I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ I sᴇᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜰʟᴇsʜ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ɢᴜʏ!
Mᴀʏʙᴇ ʜᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ sᴇᴇᴍs
Tɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪɴᴠᴇsᴛɪɢᴀᴛᴇ
Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀᴍs!
Lᴇᴛ's ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ
Aɴᴅ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ sᴏ sᴏʀʀʏ ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰʀɪɢʜᴛ
Wᴇ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ sᴄᴀʀʏ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ᴜs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏʟɪɢʜᴛ
Yᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀs ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2019 7:19 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Parents' Bedroom - Under the Bed
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Ferdie
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Hiding from Monsters
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I'm not leaving!
Eion blinked at Ferdie when he said nine was indeed a bit old to show magic, but thanks to years of abuse, Eion still didn't believe the older male was telling the truth. Though, when he shared his own tale of magical showcasing, the younger boy tittered. That was his magic? Just a bit of color changing? That was... well it was better than a summoning charm, at any rate. "I still don't think that's what happened. How do you know one of the grown ups didn't do the charm to make my blanket follow me, huh?" He stared at the older boy, a hint of challenge twinkling in his eye.
Suddenly another voice sounded and, on instinct, Eion drew his blanket back around himself and halted his breathing. It wasn't until a few more words were spoken that he realized it was only Emeric. He said they got rid of the monster... which didn't make Eion feel better. He'd really been hoping it was anything except a monster. Emeric told him to come out so he could teach him about the monster and then they'd go for treats. "Ahm... no thanks. I'm just... I'm gonna stay here for now. It's safe under here." He also was a bit scared to learn more about monsters. He already knew what horrors they could bring, and that's why he knew hiding under the bed was his safest option.
He'd always hid under beds when he lived with his mam and Russel. Mostly because if he was on top of the bed he was in danger of all sorts of horrible things, and if he tried to hide with his mam, she'd recommend he goes to play with Russel. So now he didn't trust adults to have good hiding places. That included Ferdie, since now he was an adult too. And supposedly a good looking one at that, which made Eion feel even more aware of his own appearance. He curled up a bit smaller, closing his eyes for a moment. He wasn't going to cry, no. Not in front of these people. Especially not right now. He didn't want them to drag him out of his safe hiding place and take him out, probably in public. Who knew what torment they could inflict outside the home?
Bᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ I sᴘʏ?
Wɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ʀᴏʙᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴇʏᴇ?
I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ I sᴇᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜰʟᴇsʜ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ɢᴜʏ!
Mᴀʏʙᴇ ʜᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ sᴇᴇᴍs
Tɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪɴᴠᴇsᴛɪɢᴀᴛᴇ
Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀᴍs!
Lᴇᴛ's ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ
Aɴᴅ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ sᴏ sᴏʀʀʏ ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰʀɪɢʜᴛ
Wᴇ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ sᴄᴀʀʏ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ᴜs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏʟɪɢʜᴛ
Yᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀs ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ
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