An Avatars Valentines

The black hued avatar scribbled fiercely on a piece of paper as if he were trying to purge the evil from it.

The avatar sitting on the opposite side of the table tilted his head in a curious manner at the action.

The Terror of Death crumbled up the paper and threw it at The Propagation, hitting him square in the forehead with it. At this Magus reeled back a little, the paper falling down into his lap. He drew it up and tossed it up on the table with the rest of the crumbled paper balls.

"Remind me why I'm doing this again?" Skeith asked as he raised an eye toward to other, his slender half-gloved hand reaching for another piece of paper.

"To show our feelings." Magus replied as he picked up a red crayon and began marking on the paper in front of him with it. "When you like someone you want to give them something to show how much you appreciate them."

"With a piece of paper?" Skeith asked. He didn't get what was so great about a shaded paper with child like drawings on it.

"There are other ways of showing you care you realize." Magus stopped in his coloring to point the crayon at the avatar.

Skeith showed his response to this by crumbling up another failed attempt and throwing it. This time it landed on the mop of blue hair that was drawn up into a ponytail and tied with a thin yellowed ribbon.

"No one said you had to do this." Magus reminded him.

". . ." Skeith would never admit defeat. After all, he was The Terror of Death, the greatest of all the phases!

This had all started moments ago, when the avatar was bored and decided to see what the others were up to.

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"Hm. What do we have here?" Skeith asked as he floated over to Magus who was drawing squiggly lines on a pink sheet of paper. Looking over the other's shoulder he noticed the many colorful hearts covering the page.

"It’s called a 'Card of Love!'" Magus replied as he picked up the paper and handed it to the other to view.

Though Magus wasn't sure of the official name for it, he was sure this kind of thing went on in the real world. He had heard Kuhn talk about it a lot the same time last year. It seemed to be a lot of fun and he wanted to participate in the event this year.

"Tomorrow is a day where people celebrate their love for one another." Magus replied coloring in another of the heart shapes. Or at least that was how Kuhn had explained it to him when he had asked.

Skeith could only chuckle at the absurdness of this. "Seriously?"

"Yes, of course!" Magus said unsure if the avatar was laughing at the concept of the event or the paper before him.

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"Why don’t you try something else?" Magus suggested as yet another crumbled ball of paper flew by his face.

"...Like?"

Magus started to wonder why he was even helping The Terror of Annoyance in the first place.

"Well?" Skeith asked with slight impatience. The digital deity was now entertaining himself by seeing how many of the paper balls he could throw at once.

//They're not even close enough for such a thing.// Magus thought to himself as he dodged back and forth yet still managed to get hit. The two had a power hungry abusive relationship that he couldn’t even begin to figure out. "...How about a love letter?"

"A love letter..." Skeith repeated as he clicked his tongue. The paper balls were now strewn all over on the opposite side leaving nothing else for the avatar to throw so he turned his attention inward to those the words.

Magus continued on with the explanation. "It’s a special letter that you send to the person you like the most."

"...And when you give it to them you have to scream 'kyaa'!" Innis screamed with X shaped eyes as she flew acrossed the table in front of them.

Skeith threw a paralysis ball at her.

"Kyaaaa!" Innis screamed as she was momentarily stunned in mid-air then thumped to the ground.

"Like that?"

"N-no!!" Innis cried as she got back up.

"Why is this unnecessarily complicated? Can't I just punch him in the face instead?" Skeith asked as he materialized a pen to begin composing the letter.

"Wh-why would you do that!?" Innis cried again.

"It's how you show your appreciation." Skeith durred at her.

"I don’t think I want to know how you’d show adoration, love or respect.

"With rape." Skeith replied with mock seriousness.

The statement knocked all sense from the large winged avatar.

"Looks like you broke her." Magus replied as he waved a hand in front of Innis’s face.

"She was broken to begin with. Just like her master." Skeith replied. He couldn’t help but laugh at the though of that poor girl.

"Like your user doesn’t have issues?" Magus shot back.

"Nothing a little distraction can’t cure."

"Why do I bother..." Magus sighed and gave up.

"Wait, does that mean you like me?" Innis asked as she came back to life. She had been thinking about the logic on 'punching appreciation.' Or maybe that was something else...

"...By not punching your close acquaintances you're discriminating against them. What kind of friend discriminates? I'll show you that you're my friend by punching you in the face." Skeith said shortly before uppercutting her into the abyss of static whiteness.

PING!

And a moment later she fell back down, breaking the table.

"...That means that Haseo loves Atoli!" Innis cried happily.

Wait, what kind of backwards logic was that? Someone should ask, but Skeith was ignoring her and Magus sighed as his creation, along with the table, was destroyed.

"Is this like... a group effort?" Skeith asked as he paused in his writing.

"Hm?" Magus huhed as he used his powers of propagation to recreate his card of love.

"Are the others doing this sort of thing?" Skeith clarified.

"No, just us three."

"...Three?"

"I’m doing it to!" Innis replied smiling.

"Isn’t Atoli unawakened?"

"You should know that your user doesn’t have to be awakened for us to interfere in a discreet way. You've interfered many times before, you know." Magus replied in an I-know-what-you-did way.

"Like I’d let anything happen to my user." Skeith replied as he gave a sidelong glance toward Innis.

"Uh huh. And now that he's awakened, don’t you think you're getting carried away?" Magus replied, not convinced. In his opinion Skeith was overstepping his bounds.

"Like you're not? I saw you two the other day. What a boring waste of time..."

Magus sighed. What was wrong with catching data streams as if there were butterflies?

"...At least you’re trying to do something nice this time." Innis said nodding in approval.

"I’m hurt." Skeith said as he put a hand up to his chest daintily. "You make it seem as if I’m a cruel vindictive avatar."

They gave him looks.

"I’m loving in all the right ways... "

They looked away.

"Creates memories he won’t soon forget." Skeith continued on as if they two needed further convincing. Or traumatization. "You can't tell me he isn’t asking for it..."

"W-what!?"

"I've also seen the way your user looks at him..." Skeith said softly in his sensual celestial voice. "If something happens, I expect some compensation."

"Wait, wait! Hold on here! I don’t know what you’re talking about and..." Magus began sweatdropping and mildly spazzing out.

"That’s not fair, Skeith. You can’t hold his user accountable for womanizing! Kuhn's just... different in expressing himself." Innis replied as if she understood where the conversation was going.

"...I’d ask from you as well." Skeith said to Innis. "...but neither of us like girls."

Innis looked at Magus.

"I think he meant that as him and his user and not me and him."

Innis made a small 'oh' sound.

"Did you seriously think Haseo was straight?" Skeith said and laughed.

"Don’t listen to him, Innis." Magus said knowing how naive the avatar was.

"But, but... Is that true?"

"Why are you asking me? The only time I met the boy was when he was trying to kill me. I mean, you!" Magus pointed accusingly at Skeith. "You were both trying to kill me."

"...And I did."

"A copy." Magus said sourly.

"...And ate you." Skeith said and make a disturbing slurp sound. His serpent like tongue slid slowly acrossed his bottom lip making for yet another disturbing image.

Innis flushed bright red, Magus turned away in disgust and Skeith went back to drafting a love letter.

A moment later Skeith put down his pen. The two glanced at him with uncertainly and after a long moment of silence Magus spoke up.

"Finished?"

"Yes." Skeith said with all the confidence in The World.

"Let me see!!" Innis cried and grabbed the paper from Skeith's hand hastily. As she read it she busted out in laughter.

Skeith drew his scythe up to her neckline. "Say anything and I'll kill you where you stand."

Magus grabbed the paper from Innis to read it as well. Shortly, he to, also started to laugh.

"Do you want to die again?" Skeith asked slightly flushed and embarrassed.

"N-no... but, are you sure about this?" Magus asked as he shook the paper in his hand.

"Yes." Skeith stated. "Or I could---"

"No!!" Both Innis and Magus screamed. Though they didn’t exactly have the same idea in mind, they knew that whatever the Terror of Death was going to say next was bad and possibly mentally scaring. It’s why we can’t ever keep things K rated. He's gonna have to go into time out if he keeps it up.

"Uh... Good luck with that then." Magus stated and flew off. He was off to give his user his present.

Innis, not wanting to be left alone with the scary avatar, flew away as well to tend to the flower garden she was preparing for her user.

And thus Skeith was left alone. He started to wonder if maybe his user wouldn’t also make fun of him for it, but after all of the effort he decided he'd send it to him anyway. He opened up the mail, typed up the letter and sent it off.

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Haseo's email alert flashed, informing him he had received an important mail. "Guess I should log off and check my email..."

The end.