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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2015 8:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2015 10:19 pm
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Mellow had a problem bothering him, an invader barged in from a window and splattered in his pool. As a water affiliated demon, he had an unexplained desire to get into water at least once a day. Now his pool was occupied and the evil little thing even claimed his head as its perch. Its little fingers clawed his hairs tightly in his sleep.
The green thing had blended in well with his hair, closer friends could read from Mellow's blank face the demon was having a bad mood. The dark circles formed under his eyes described the emergency he needed a good sleep. As a result, he headed towards Torsten's room, hoping the dragon's existence would help him take a quality nap.
On his way to the dragon's room, Mellow attempted to pull the green thing from his hair again. It was vehement and dug its claws tighter, entangled with his hair. The demon had a feeling that if he wanted to get rid of the evil green invader, he would have to cut off part of his scalp.
Mellow sighed, dropped his hand and knocked on Torsten's door. If it was another creepson, they would be saying, "Hey Torsten, I come to visit you, are you here?" But it was Mellow who stood in front of the dragon's room instead, so there was no voice made. Meanwhile, the little thing that almost fell climbed back to the peak of Mellow's head and stared at the tall board in front of them curiously.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 6:19 am
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The lemon eyes followed the minis slithered away the bed, wondered why critters were hindering their precious time. Lacking of sleep made the demon's endurance dropped greatly, he glared at the minis until Torsten talked to him. "No worries." In contrast to his cold blank face, the intonation of assurance was soft and gentle. Just hearing his voice, one might mistake he is calm and not bothered by it.
Since Mellow was looking at the smaller boil since he talked, he shortly realized the dragon noticed the little devil on his head and tried to convince it. The tiny dragon chirped at Torsten, claws grabbed the boil's green hair as if it was its eyrie. Its big eyes took a glance at the two critters on the cushion and chirped at Torsten again, asking what they were.
Mellow's ears folded at the sharp short noise too near and a second later, he clamped the thing with both hands to detach it. It creaked in defense but the demon still managed to get rid of it and tossed it to where the cushion was. "Finally," his hair was as messy as an unorganized grassland but he sighed in relaxation and sat on the bed.
"I would hand you the parcel to open if my mother send me one," The boil took a side glance at the cushion a distance from where he was, "Dragons?" He knew nothing about minipets.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 7:48 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2015 10:17 pm
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Torsten said it was fine, but he could not make the rapid beating to slow down. "......Another minipet?" Yes, that was all he asked and yet he didn't have cognition for that. Even though he enjoyed the affection, he didn't ease up. Nevertheless, he had the worst nightmare and when he opened his bleary eye. The weight on his laps reminded him how close they were, but his natural instinct for dangers pulled his nerves into a tight string.
On one hand, the demon couldn't not related the weight with the nightmare he got flattened. On the other hand, he was surprised for Torsten's bold behaviour. It made his face turned from white to pink and it faded to his skin tone eventually, his nerves loosened and tensed up alternatively. Mellow maintained his coarse deep breathing as his eyes flickered between the serpent coil and the peaceful crystal-like eyes of the boil. He was lost, inner system broke down to deal with multiple emotions that surged at once.
"I-I -" even his ability to speak properly was taken away. He felt a heat misted over his head and he lost consciousness. The feeble body toppled towards Torsten's side but finally he could relax.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2015 12:25 am
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It didn't last long before Mellow woke up, it wasn't a nap, just a sudden brain shut down. Mellow hadn't dreamed, it only felt like resting on a large plain of grassland until he slowly opened his eyes. Looking upward, the first thing he saw was Torsten's silky like hair that grew longer through time. Still blurred, he picked some up and allowed the strand gently slid down like shiny fine threads. It was a beautiful scene that captivated the demon for a few seconds.
Struggling to rise from the comfort, he could sense the good hand feel of the fabric beneath his head as well as the soft up-and-down of the boil's chest. It put him in a fluster and his mind gradually cleared up. "Tor, Tor, wake up." He gently shook the smaller boil, less in alert that the serpent-like minipet had moved to the bedpost.
Quite aloof himself, besides the dangers they posted, Mellow didn't really care others except his best friend. Mellow had gotten more than enough rest, he could talk in a normal way finally.
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