𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧 ❀ [Leon X F!OC - Hiatus]

𝟏𝟒. 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

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"We never should've let you go to Galar. Now, you've been poisoned by all this...this peasantry! That weed creature would've been thrown out long ago if it weren't for your grandmother, and that boy...! That mongrel...!"

One step, then two.

...Then three and four more, growing in intensity as grumbles swelled into snarls, churning like a rocky tide. Satin shifted like a slithering snake, greyscale in color as white lace unraveled and bobbled, coming closer...

"Why can't you see that we just want what's best for you? Why do you yearn for such base nonsense?! Where did we go wrong raising you...?!"

A hand gloved with bejeweled silk reached forward, spreading out long, lithe fingers; it was ready to strike. Somewhere in the distance, a grandfather clock chimed, signaling a strictly scheduled mealtime.

It was a first, but said routine was about to be ignored.

"That mongrel and his family...it's all their fault! And the girl, too! Who is he?! Who are they?!"

I don't know.

Blood red lips drew back to reveal pearly white teeth, sweet breath choking like a noxious gas.

"W̧̤̤͇̣̥͂͐h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ?" (Who is he?)

I already said I don't know! I wish I knew, but I don't! I don't remember...!

"I̡̨͙͙̪̹̾͟t͖͖̠̬͛'s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘ h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘t͖͖̠̬͛. I̡̨͙͙̪̹̾͟t͖͖̠̬͛'s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘ t͖͖̠̬͛h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧi̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟ f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘t͖͖̠̬͛...!" (It's all his fault! It's all their fault!)

The greyscale satin grew bigger, Dynamaxing; a vacuumous, swallowing dress. The hand then lunged forward, grabbing, snapping—a flash of glittering white. The lace became chains, ensnaring...

Pursing, the red lips spoke again.

"P̤̤͖ͪ͑̕͜͜l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧa͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ, c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞m̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ b͔͔̳͈̊̆ͥ͂͜͝a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂k̼̼̞̦̞̼̔ t͖͖̠̬͛o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ. B̛̙̙͉̬̦̻̾͛̕͟ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧc̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞m̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟ g̬̬̱ͩ͋͟͟o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞d̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟t͖͖̠̬͛t͖͖̠̬͛l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ d̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡g̬̬̱ͩ͋͟͟h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞t͖͖̠̬͛ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟ a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎g̬̬̱ͩ͋͟͟a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥ! Y̧̬̬͇̖̳̏͌͞o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟ f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎t͖͖̠̬͛h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟ a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥd̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ I̡̨͙͙̪̹̾͟ w̡̻̻̣͚̒̀ͅi̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘ f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟g̬̬̱ͩ͋͟͟i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟v̹̹̘̼̞̻͆ͩ̓ͪ͢ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡..." (Please, come back to us. Become our good little daughter again! Your father and I will forgive you...)