@DancingWithMyDemons business
Mister: snuggles into her neck
Mister: snuggles into her neck
Belle: Grins Yup, you can, Estee! Also, I could fix the sink, Dr. Singh.
Dr Singh: …can you manipulate ectoplasm?
Estee: is busy playing with Mister
Avrey: shakily brushing himself off
Belle: Grins Well, I am the daughter of the 9 Kings of Hell. All of them. That makes me the princess of hell. So, yes.
Dr Singh: claps his hands. Oh, splendid!! How absolutely fantastic!! It really is a pleasure to meet you. A real pleasure. A-after you unclog the sink, would you mind if I interviewed you and possible took an essence sample?
Belle: Shrugs and unclogs the Sector 5 sink from where she is. She then turns back to Dr. Singh. Ask away.
Dr SIngh: Excitedly claps his hands Splendid!! Now tell me, what realm do you reside in? And which do you come from?
Belle: I reside in the Ether a lot, but I come from all 9 circles of Hell. That's a result of being the child of the 9 Kings of Hell.
Dr Singh: nods, jotting things down. So, you're aware of the dark realm? Have you ever traveled to limbo?
Belle: Yes and yes. Actually, my mother was born in the Dark Realm, and currently resides in Limbo.
Avrey: …th-that's really sad
Dr Singh: tis true. I know of a few poor souls who had to develop in the dark realm, getting banished to limbo when no one wanted them.
Avrey: A-a-are you saying no one wants me?
Dr Singh: … I thought you knew that
Avrey: sad face
Belle: Looks over at Avrey and wraps him in a hug. Don't worry. Someone somewhere does want you, otherwise you wouldn't be here.
Avrey: accepting the hug, sniffing a bit. Its okay… I've kind of gotten used to it at this point
Belle: Jerks back and looks angry No. Stop that. Cut the self-deprecating bullshit. Stand up straight. Take a deep breath. And then keep going in life without feeling sorry for yourself. It gets you nowhere. It's the reason why entities fade, because they can't look past their own mistakes and flaws. Don't be like them. Be better.
Avrey: takes a deep breath, like she asked, then looks around. At his sister, that he couldn't save. At Dr Singh, who constantly used him. At everyone around that he felt inferior to. He sniffed again, standing up straighter as he smiled warmly at Belle. I… I will. I promise
(DX Why did this get so deep aahgkkk)
Belle: Sees faint ghosts from Avrey's past and watches as he pulls himself together. She smiles back. Good. I will hold you to that.
(Idk, but that's just the way Belle is. I'm not sure I'd want her to be any different.)
Avrey: nods, rubbing his arm. A-alright.
(I love that. I love it even more bc Avrey is completely based on my experiences with severe anxiety and stuttering problems so I'm like, trying not to cry in history class rn (👍 ͡╥ ͜ʖ ͡╥)👍)
Belle: Nods Okay. So, now that we're past that, does Dr. Singh need to die? I saw how you looked at him, and I could at least remove that problem. And Estee… I could literally get you into heaven if you wanted. I may be a demon, but I'm the only one in contact with Heaven.
(Belle is basically just me, lmao! A fairly badass person with a tendency to be very blunt about shit like that. And please don't cry. If you ever feel like crying, imagine throttling whatever is making you want to cry. Strangely enough, it works wonders. Even if it's something that can't be choked out. And remember: if you ever feel dumb, just remember that Captain America tried to strangle himself and a robot.)
Avrey: shakes head. No, I-I-I mean, h-he's already dead. He just has trouble understanding normal s-social customs…
Estee:… I think i'm fine where I'm at. I get to see my brother, and fight evil spirits, so I think I'll stay here. I'll hit you upif I change my mind, though. Winks
(Dude, I love that. Damn, that does work wonders… heh. what an idiot.)
Belle: Don't we all? None of us are even close to a place with anything normal. We're in a soup cult, remember? Drops a wink at the metaphysical entities that started the place. And okay, Estee. Just remember one thing: where you came from. As long as you can do that, you can find your way home.
(See? Told ya. And yeah, but he's also a good dude.)
Mister: tries to wink
Belle: Giggles at Mister You're such a weird racoon.
Mister: acts offended, jumps to Belle's shoulder and gives her a head pat
Belle: Giggles again, scratches Mister behind the ears You know, if anyone ever wants to be a racoon, let me know.
Mister: Chitters and looks for food in her hair
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