I found myself for some reason to be unsatisfied with this chapter and no matter what I did I still had an unhappy feeling. But I am hoping once its out there I will have warmed to it
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‘It’s been a few months since events had conspired and I think I’ve come to terms with what’s happened, or at least as much as one could’
‘For a while now I’ve been trying to explore my new surroundings, but when I am not being pampered by dad and Dion. Which, to inform you involves them pulling weird faces and saying things like “who’s an adorable demon” or “who’s going to destroy lots of foes”. But by far the worst is when they dress me up in lots of different clothes and even try to put make up on me. Luckily mom walks in most times and says “Stop treating him like a man, I want him to grow up as a women” which for me and my common-sense sends across mixed messages. Other whys I am left in my crib all the time.’
‘But recently I have found a way in and out of my crib at my own free will, and people told me I wouldn’t learn anything from prison break, jokes on them’
In actuality Eron in his crib which reminded him of a dogs kennel, just without the roof on it, had stumbled across the method by complete chance.
During one of his attempts at gaining freedom which ended up as another failure, in which his head had become trapped between two bars due to his growing horns. Which he had come to hate as they got in the way while crawling around and would tear up his pillow.
‘For fucks sake, I am bloody fed up with this crib and these damned horns. I swear to god I’ll do a Hell Boy and grind these mother fuckers down till there nothing’
In frustration of becoming stuck he had started to bang his fists against the bars. To his surprise the bars swung upon, in the processes hitting him on the head.
‘Ouch!!’
It turned out that his odd looking crib was quiet literally an old kennel for an animal with the top removed, and that the door had been there all along unlocked.
‘Finally, freeeedommm!!’
Eron was overjoyed at first with the fact that now he could leave and enter at will.
But soon was overcome with embarrassment for being as stupid and blind as to not have noticed it beforehand.
‘Are well no one will ever know, otherwise I will just say it was simple. That’s not lying as once I knew of it, it was’
Then came the realisation that his new family put him on the level of that of a dog pet. Not knowing that it was his sisters who offered to make his crib and they found it rather fitting for him.
Tonight was going to be Eron’s first of exploration of the house. So he made sure to have a full proof plan as to ensure no one knew that he was out of bed.
‘Extra pillow, check. Large blanket, check. Fake baby Eron is a go’
He then placed the pillow under the blanket and made sure it was completely covered. Making it look like he was asleep under it.
Eron had tried to acquire something to look like horns to complete his ruse but it had turned out to be an impossible objective. As his father was one of those creepily overprotective parents, that at one point he was making Eron wear a mask to stop him catching a bug.
However he had managed to obtain some black lipstick from one of the times Dion attempted to dress him up. Which he was now applying as face mask, letting out a low laugh as he did. Imagining as if he was Rambo as he did so.
The truth was very different though, as his father discovered when he was going to go in to say good night to Eron and make sure he was going to be warm for the night.
As Paris opened the door he saw Eron on the floor putting on the lipstick letting out a laugh like that of Muttley.(If you don’t know who Muttley is)
‘Okaaay then, that was disturbing’ Paris then turned around and left Eron. Deciding that he probably needed some time to his self.
Once preparations were complete and some time had passed to ensure everyone was in bed he set out.
‘Shit’
He had already encountered his first challenge, THE DOOR (bum bum buuuum).
But Eron was determined to push on, so using the door as support he stood up. He then proceeded to try and jump to reach the handle. (As you could guess he failed. It’s hard enough for a baby to jump but he’s still a new born, but it would look hilarious, a bit like this)
*Thud* “Ow”
He landed on his bum. This didn’t deter him but willed him on more.
‘I will never surrender’
*Thud* and he failed again
*Thud* and again
*Thud* and again
…………. 2 hours later
*Click*
He had finally done it but was to worn out to celebrate. He was also a bit worried as at some point during the time he had lost the feeling in his bum.
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When he had finally recovered he carefully crawled out of his room and onto the landing. The first room he checked out was the bathroom, it was fairly large (but so is everything from his perspective) dominated with a large bath similar to those you find in a Japanese bath house. There was a sink and a large mirror to one side and a loo on the other.
‘Wait what, a loo I thought this was medieval setting.’
Upon closer inspection it was like the loos from his old world it even had heated seating, this surprised him.
‘It must be one of those worlds I heard about, where it’s advanced and not advanced at the same time. What was the word for it again, ah yes Steam Punk’
This was an important revelation as it meant there may be even more things which are similar in this world to his old one.
After making this discovery he left the bathroom and headed further down the corridor checking out the rooms as he went along. But none of them contained anything to interesting.
Eventually he came had to rooms left unchecked on the corridor left. One was his parents and the other was his sisters. He had already seen his parent’s room plenty of times and so wasn’t that interested.
However he noticed the door to his sister’s room was slightly jarred. He went closer as he was curious to see what there room was like, and had a little look in. Only one thought came across his mind
‘If thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee.’
As he turned around ready to scurry back to his room for safety he heard a creaking behind him. Slowly he turned around and was greeted with four beady eyes staring at him.
Eron quickly tried to crawl away but two hands shot out of the dark and grabbed him. As he was being pulled in, desperately scratching at the floor for a holding he cried out for help. But before he could even finish it was cut off as the door slammed shut. (Now he’ll know to remember that curiosity killed the cat)
“Honey did you hear something?” Paris asked his wife while nudging her
“….hmmm….What no” Freya mumbled back while pulling the bed cover further up
“Oh, I thought I heard a desprete plea for help…… Must just be hearing things. Good night dear”
Freya only grunted in response and they both went back to sleep
Eron had barely survived the ordeal the night before, during it he had even plead God for a swift death, but his prayers were unanswered. The things done to him in that room were to traumatizing to ever mention again.
He was also certain that he had developed a twitch whenever he goes close to that room.
However he was determined to soldier on so this night after being more prepared by leaving something to prop the door open he ventured out again.
After making sure to give a wide birth of his sisters he then made sure he had not missed any rooms on the corridor. After confirming this he head to his next challenge of the night, the stairs.
The problem was he was too small to properly navigate it safely, he couldn’t reach each step without having to fall through the air a bit.
‘Damn it how I am I going to deal with this’ as he was thinking this he peered over the edge of the top of the stairs
Suddenly he felt his body started to tilt over, his horns were the cause of this as they put to much weight on his head which he had use to get used to.
‘Fuuck!!’
Eron started to tumble down the stairs luckily for him they weren’t a bare but covered in a plushy rug sort of thing. He hit the floor with a bang.
*Bang*…………..
‘Phew, thank god no one heard that, but, well that’s one way of getting down. But it’s going to be a bitch to get back up’
Now on the ground floor he started to look around, the living room was fairly standard with a large fire place. He went on to the kitchen next but there wasn’t much to see as the kitchen counters were too high for him to look over.
The rest of the rooms were fairly plain, but just as he was about to head back he noticed one last room caught his attention. As he crawled in a smile appeared, he finally found what he was looking for, the library.
As he perused the books he noticed that they were all handwritten, hinting at a lack of ability to mass produce books. As he went over the books he found that he wasn't able to understand them, then he finally found what he was looking for, a picture book.
He opened it and was created by a weird looking fruit on the first page and a word he couldn't quite work out.
‘This is going to take some time, well I've got time to kill’
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If I do go forward with my plan mentioned earlier it will probably be at chapter 8. but I am still waiting on feedback from the proposed idea.