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Started September 30, 2020 by Deleted user

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"Nyx, be a dear, and get Peppermint off the couch." He asked. Peppermint was being very salty

Nyx raised her eyebrows and folded her arms. "A dear?"

"Nyx," Peppermint echoed, "Be a dear and get the old man out of my business." The girl giggled to herself, licking her lollipop as she did.

"Just get Peppermint off the couch…"

"It's your furniture," she said, examining her fingernails. "Not to mention your house."

"Please? I will pay handsomely…" He said

"There's no way in any of the 6 Hells I'm getting off this couch, old man!" Peppermint giggled again.

He put a curse onto the couch so that Peppermint wasn't able to get onto the couch in any matter.

A beat, and then Nyx chuckled, then giggled, then laughed. It wasn't derisive; it was true laughter, sparkling and clear. Her laugh was lovely, like wind chimes.
"Pay?" she gasped through her laughter. "Pay me for getting a six-year-old off of your couch?"

"Nevermind, I got it." He said.

Peppermint glared at Vozreal, and moved to another couch, where she joined Nyx in laughter. "I'm never getting off! Ever!"

He was about to fucking lose it and shoot her dead (He don't give a fuck about other children), before he had a idea.
"What if I got you something?"

Nyx had never been so amused in her life.

Peppermint ignored the man at first, but slowly turned around. "What kind of something? Like, a candy something?" The girl's eyes grew wide with excitement. "A gun?"

Whenever you want."

"You'll give her whatever she wants just to get her off of your couch?" Nyx asked through her laughter. "Maybe I should mess up your furniture too."

I will kill you if you do that." he stated

Nyx smirked. She believed he would, but now was no time to push the limit.

Wren felt.. a bit lonely.

You want anything?" he asked Wren

Wren sighed, shaking her head slowly before cuddling a pillow.

"Anything?" Peppermint giggled as she licked her lollipop. "I want… candy. Lots of it. And a gun. And a dolly, too. A pink one. And to keep bouncing on the couch after five minutes." The girl jumped off the couch, sitting on the floor and happily enjoying her candy.

He caught her everything she requested, and the gun was fake, but it was so realistically made you couldn't tell the difference

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Nyx watched, bemused, intrigued, and a bit surprised, and then the thought flashed across her mind like a dragonfly -
Peppermint reminded her of Seven.
She shut her eyes shook her head slightly as though shaking away the thought, black waves swinging. Don't think of Seven.
Her spurs bristled again, and she pressed the insides of her wrists together, the metal of her bracelets clicking softly.