If you find mistakes, pls tell, thx. I don't like mistakes.
I just realized, that my crazy fantasies got into the top5 weekly fictions. Seems there are a lot of strange guys and girls? out there.
###############################################################
I skim through the ominous notebook, which was created by Celes. The room is silent, just the open fire at the wall sizzles a little. She is watching, while standing cross-armed before me. Everything is there, with date and time, from the moment I take this book into my hands.
From the current state of the world, to the state it -has- to be five, ten and fifteen years from now. The development of economy and culture. Changes in society? Healthcare and education politics? Tax-management? Now that's what you call a control freak!
Ten years and a few months from now, we will have our first time in a certain position. Hm. Hm. So that's how she likes it. Ooooh, you are so dirty. Sigh, the cute little girl in front of me is just a shell.
I knew it, but having the proof on paper sure destroys every last illusion of innosence I had about Celes. And there are at least three children planned, one as the main heir and two as reserves? You are so cruel, I want to cry. They are planned as spares from the very beginning! Being labelled as a spare even before being conceived.....
What bothers me is that we will do it just three times? I know it is childish, she will just write a new one but,
“I want to rip it!”
*Snatch*
“Nooooo!”
Anyway, my brain is still in short circuit mode. I have to order my thoughts, how did it come to this? We were enemies for centuries and now the witch wants to forgive and forget out of nowhere?
I am not ready for this! We are just seven years old!
“What is it, you don't like? Maybe we can make some sort of comprise.”, she takes out a pen to make changes.
“First of all. We may have been under the same roof for about five years now, but I still don't see us as something more than people who tolerate each other.” -Me
“That may be true, but love is something, you have to put work into anyway. So if we start working at it now, we could build up something similar to a decent life? I hate the thought, that the perverted goddess will win in the end.
Imagine it, we are old and grey on our deathbeds, while laughing about each others death! And that after a life of scheming against each other, while pretending to be the perfect couple.” -Celes
Okay! That is a disturbing thought. I will admit this. A lifetime may not be long for us, but it would still be extremely disturbing, if our life’s would take that route.
“You sure are disenchanted with love and romance..... . What about just finding someone else for a liaison and be fine with it.” -Me
*Whack*
The witch hit me with the notebook!
“That's absolutely not possible! What if we get found out! Worst outcome ever! You and I are old enough to know that a lasting relationship needs more than hormones and sex.
Are you some kind of pedophile child abuser? I am the only possible partner here anyway! Even an old grandma is too young for you!” -Celes
Omg.... I never thought about it like.... THAT!
“A... Anyway I wouldn't get it up with you in any case. So the whole discussion is void.” -Me
“Ugh... . I …. if.... I think ….... we … could ask.... our mothers for.. . h.. help?”, Celes is red all over.
“WHAT ARE YOU THINKING OF MEEEEE!?”, I scream.
“I even tried to arrange everything as much to your liking as possible. I made great concessions here! See? It's hard for me, but doing it three times is absolute necessary for three children.
I know you don't like doing it, but this world doesn't have vitro fertilization. I looked it up. Inventing it would probably not be in time. You are a monk after all.” -Celes
I cover my face with my hands. My head aches with slowly pulsing waves. What is going on here?
“No parents. And the just three times is the other problem. I want a normal relationship with a normal amount of intercourse. The other problem is the notebook!” -Me
“F..Fine! If you can do it more often, more children are possible! But the notebook, what's wrong with it?” -Celes
You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story.
Hah!? More children? No! She is messing with me!
“You set the exact time and date for delivery in there! I know you were a god of order, but are you some kind of machine? Forget it! We are like fire and water! This won't work!”, I have serious headaches now!
“It's fine to have big differences. We can watch out for each others weaknesses. And I don't think, it will work out from one moment to the next either. We need to understand each other.” -Celes
“That sounds too nice to be true? What is your plan? How did you come to this decision?” -Me
“J... Just be glad that the perverted goddess played matchmaker for you! You would be stuck to be alone for all eternity if it wasn't for this! And I don't want the world to be destroyed. I am living in it after all! So I decided to give you a chance! After all it almost ended today, when the perverted wolf girl dug her claws into you!” -Celes
Ah, so that's the train of thoughts here. Hopefully you are not going to become a complete psycho on me?
I think about this situation. The fire sizzles nicely. I still don't understand her reasons completely. What's the problem anyway? You die sometime anyway, resurrection, death, resurrection, death, it goes on and on and there is no way out.
So why do you care about a puny world. It's just a prison for us anyway. The only reason I don't ram a dagger into my heart, is that Seria would probably catch my soul and set this whole shit up again.
No way to run from a god, who can watch you twenty-four seven. Hah. This situation is disturbing in any way you look at it.
Suddenly Celes jumps onto the couch and sits down beside me. Too close! There has to be some space at least for comfort!
“What are you reading?” -Celes
“Uhm, a book about the melting processes this world has access to? You wanted Margerie's wish fulfilled. I may have to give a hand a second time if she hits a bottle neck with this worlds metallurgy?” -Me
“Oh, good work. Good work, My plan includes for this worlds science to be at least raised to the level where they don't have to fight over resources!” -Celes
Suddenly something wriggles around my hips, up my torso and around my neck. This is creepy, it sends shivers down my spine.
“Celes?”
“Yes?”
“What is your tail doing?”
“Oh, I have to put it somewhere. I hope it doesn't inconvenience you. And as long, as I have a leash on you, you are less likely to run away.”, Celes answers cheerfully. “Is that why you locked the door?”, I ask.
“Nobody will leave this room, until you have given a positive answer!”, Celes informs me. “You shouldn't try to adapt the education methods of our parents.”, what will happen if I really try to run?
“Then choose your answer wisely!” -Celes
“F.... Fine. We will go on dates, and try to make this work out. If it does, good! If not, the world will burn for all I care! But there are requirements! First, if I ever get the idea that you are planning something, this whole thing is void! Second, get rid of that accursed notebook!”, I answer.
“The notebook!? I don't want to! I have put my soul into it!!”, complains Celes. “No agreement until the notebook is gone!”, I will not budge in this!
Hehe, she will surely not comply with this! She put so much work into this fucking thing.
“Ff.... FINE! Then we have an agreement!”, she flicks the notebook into the open fire at the wall.
As it starts to go up into flames, she pulls out some kind of list and ticks off an item on it.
“Fufufufu... step one is done, just a few more until it gets interesting.”, her eyes have a strange fire in them. I have seen that look a few times on Katrin's face. The first time was when she bondage tortured us.
“W... Why does it feel like I just lost a fight!”, I am not happy here! NOT happy!
“Oh, darling! Don't think of it as losing a fight, but opening a new path to the future! Sometimes you have to give away something, to gain the thing you want.”
The tail tightens down on me and Celes puts on a disturbing smile.