|Home- Er, I Mean, Castle Sweet Castle
Author: ME IS A PIKACHU PM
When I finally have the guts to run away from my abusive foster-parents, I run into a jester named Dimentio. He takes me to Castle Bleck, and we become best friends. *OOC warning for Dimentio, but don't let that stop you!*Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Friendship/Family - Dimentio - Chapters: 11 - Words: 26,144 - Reviews: 34 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 02-26-13 - Published: 12-01-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8754050
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Nothing in this story ever happened! My parents don't abuse me, and they didn't die! Just needed a reason for me to run away...
"Suzanna! Get down here now!" my mother screams to me. I walk down stairs, and see that my mother's cat, Fluffball, has made a mess out of the cat litter that was in his litter box. I already know what I'm supposed to do, and get the broom and dustpan out of the closet. I sweep up the litter and dump it into the trash, then put the broom and dustpan back into the closet. After that, I put new litter into the box.
"Good, now go upstairs, until I need you again!" my mother spits at me. She's not really my mother, she's my foster mom. My father is my foster dad. Orphanages gave up on putting me in family's that "I would like", and so I'm stuck with them. They even changed my name. It's really Galli, but they didn't like it, so they changed it to Suzanna.
I have called the police before, about them abusing me, but they didn't believe me. After they left, I got locked in my room, without lunch and dinner, and the next day I got double chores along with a freaking slap across the face, like whenever I'm "bad". I go up to my room and sit on my bed. I never talk to them, they hate my voice. They say I should just be unable to talk, so I don't. This let's me keep secrets though. Like my plan to run.
I had packed everything I'd need in my school bag. I was going to leave tomorrow, but I can't take being a slave any more. I grab my bag, my clarinet- which I'm lucky to have at all, they bought it to look good for the Social Workers- and open my window. I remove the screen and climb out onto the roof. I shut the window and put the screen back. I then carefully climb down and go out front.
I'm not seen by my foster-mother as I take my bike and run down the drive-way. The only reason I have a bike is because my foster parents think they shouldn't waste gas money on me, since they were "nice" enough to buy my instrument. I put my clarinet case in my bike's basket, then I climb on, and pedal away as fast as I can. I pass the dull city's limits, and go into the forest, that is about a mile away, and keep going.
I finally stop, when I feel like I'm safe, in small clearing. I'm slightly scared of what my parents are deciding to do, so I decide to play my clarinet. I open my case, and I pull out the plastic stick that keeps my slim reed safe from harm. I put my reed in my mouth, and assemble my clarinet. After I finish doing that, I put my reed on my mouth piece and put the ligature on. I start playing my scales, to make sure that my clarinet still works after the bumpy ride. It does, so I play some songs that I have memorized, and I let the music flow around me.
"Dimentio, you are asking for another life?" Queen Jaydes asks. I don't say anything, because one slip of the tongue will lead me right back to Bonechill's prison. I merely nod.
"I see... You have changed over the past few months. I have had my D-men watch you for me, they have had no complaints about your behavior," she says while glancing at the D-men. "I believe that you should have one more chance." I look up, shocked.
"But, in order to keep your life, you must pass one final trial. You must prove that you really have changed, and do one act of good. I will decide that act, when it happens. I will also be sending a friend with you. Mr. L, would you please come here!" her voice booms through the palace. I flinch at Mr. L's name. He enters the room, and barely acknowledges me, though I do deserve it.
"You two will be sent back. Mr. L will be sent back to Castle Bleck right away. Dimentio, you, however, will be sent to a lone human. This person needs your help. Whether this is your act will be a mystery until I see what you do." She walks up to me and Mr. L. Queen Jaydes puts her right thumb on L's forehead, and he glows a pale blue before disappearing. She then puts her same purple thumb on my forehead, and I glow the same color. Not two seconds later, I'm in a lush, green forest.
I look around. I feel like I'm being watched, but then again Queen Jaydes is watching me. I wander around and I hear something. I float towards the strange sound. The sound itself isn't strange, just the fact that the sound is in a forest. I realize it's music, an instrument, a clarinet to be more precise. I float faster to the music. When I get close enough to listen, but not to be caught, I touch to the ground and accidentally step on a stick. It breaks with a loud "SNAP", and who ever is playing instantly stops. I feel strangely empty now that the music is gone.
"Oh, please don't stop playing!" I shout without thinking. I slap one of my gloved hands over my mouth. So much for not being caught... I can hear the person take their instrument apart and put it away. Then, without warning, a foot comes through the bushes. It meets it's target which, unfortunately, is my stomach. I fall to the ground. My breath has been knocked out of me, and I try to get it back. Once I do, I sit up and see a young girl, about thirteen, looking at me through the bush.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" the girl says as she tries to fight her way through the bush. She manages to, but her shirt gets caught in the thorns of the bush.
"Oh come on!," she yells. Her voice is rasping like she has a sore throat. A stick snaps, and whirls past my head. The girl sighs, then sits down on her knees, clearly not worried about getting dirty. She's wearing an olive green T-shirt, and a pair of dark blue pants. She had brown eyes and brown hair, that is uneven, like someone was in a rush to cut it. I shake my head, and clear my thoughts.
"Who are you?" I ask. The girl shrugs.
"Why would you wanna know?" she retorts. I don't really have a good reason, so I just stay quiet. "...OK? Well I'm not supposed to give my name to people I don't know... but then again I'm not supposed to talk to people I don't know either... Oh well, my name's Suzanna."
"... My name's Dimentio..." I reply a little slowly. "Why are you out here all alone?" I see her flinch, though she tries to act like she didn't.
"I'm homeless," she says this like it's the most boring subject in all the worlds. "Why? You a creepy stalker guy?"
"No reason. And no, I'm not a stalker."
"OK..." she whispers and looks down. I move my head so I can see her face. She's giggling.
"Um...?" I'm not sure how to react to that.
"I'm sorry!" Suzanna says between her laughter. "I don't know what happened! I just looked down and started to laugh!" I'm still not sure how to react. She stops laughing, and looks at me.
"I guess that I should've brought my stuffed bunny... I'm kinda lonely..." She looks at her shoes and starts pulling thorns out of them. Thunder booms in the distance and it starts to drizzle.
"Hey, this is kinda a rude question to ask, but can I stay at your place? Just for while it rains..." her voice wonders off.
"Well..." I'm sure Nastasia would have my head if I came back. Suzanna looks at me with puppy eyes. "Fine! Just stop looking at me like that!"
"YAY!" she squeals with delight, while throwing her arms in the air. "Where do we go?" She stands up, and brushes the dirt off her pants.
"Just hold my hand and you will see!" I say. She takes my hand, and I snap my free fingers, teleporting us to Castle Bleck.
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