badfic_manor | 8th Horror || Heather Morris [Video]

[~~Damn it woman, there went my commitment to hiatus.~~ Eddie is sure looking pretty dandy himself. Though his own ghostly visitor doesn't matter since his bff needs him!]

Spitfire- should I even ask or should I just come find ya?

[~~LAWL MY EVIL PLAN IS WORKING... I mean, I totally only realized I hadn't posted with her in over a month.~~ She wipes at her eyes.]

I-I don't care. I'm just fucking sick of this, y'know?

[~~DAMN IT, I WAS SORT OF DOING MY HOMEWORK TOO. KIND OF.~~ Eddie's lips are drawn into a tired little line as he regards his biffle.] I know kiddo. I know. I'm tired of being played with. We're not toys to be jerked around by this girl.

You in your room? [Because you are going to get a hug young lady.]

Edited 2010-10-06 07:13 (UTC)

[~~IT'S COOL, I'M HIATUSING TOMORROW.~~ She wipes at her eyes.] Y-yeah. I'm here.

[Deeeeep breath.]

[~~Whoo hiatus buddies!~~ With that Eddie moves to get up. Enjoy some vague shakey cam.] Alright, I'm comin' over. You stay there okay?

[~~But boooo no internet. D:~~ She nods, running a hand through her hair.] Kay.

[~~You'll return to rp craziness at least?~~ Eddie doesn't say anything else as he flicks the black berry off.

Surprise, surprise thar be a roadie knocking at your door Heather.] I'm comin' in, alright spitfire?

[Only warning she gets before Eddie enters the room]

[~~Returning to it now!~~

Heather's seated in the corner of the room, knees pulled to her chest, still very sniffly.]

H-hey... Thanks for, um, coming...

[~~Welcome back to civilization bb~~

Eddie walks over, moving to settle down next to her on the floor. He resting a hand on her back.]

You don't need to thank me ya know. I'm here to help ya.

I know...

[With his hand on her back she breaks down into tears again.]

Why's it gotta be my dad? I just-just— WHY?

[Enjoy the soothing circles Heather, because you're earning them. If she keeps crying he'll just wrap his arm around her.] She knows that's a sore spot for ya, its why she keeps goin' back to it.

[She grabs him and pulls him into a hug.]

B-but... but I mean... it's not really HIM... right? It's just the Author's... fucking... projection or something, right?

[Eddie readily returns the hug, gently patting his pockets and producing some handy dandy tissues. The roadie offering one to her as he hugs her.]

Its not him kiddo. Its the Author using what she knows hurts you.

Th-that's what I thought, but... [She takes the tissues and wipes at her eyes.]

Sounded so much like him, and... and we had a fight...

[She earns a gentle ruffle of her hair. He's speaking soothingly now. He wants to make this better- even if he's pretty torn on whether their ghosts are real or not.]

The author knows a lot about us, she's just trying to pull your strings.

[Yeah, it's cool, some Harry Mason ghost is just somewhere moping right now because his daughter accused him of not existing.]

Y-yeah. That's totally it. I did the right thing.

[~~If Eddie knew that, he would feel so guilty. He's encouraging Harry Mason abuse!~~ All Eddie can really do is give Heather a hug. He trying to help her feel better.]

What did you do Spitfire?

Edited 2010-10-12 07:51 (UTC)

T-told him to leave me alone.

[No worries, Eddie. Heather's feeling enough guilt for the both of them.]

[And more hugs for you Heather. He know he'd be feeling the same way if he shooed his father away.]

...If he hasn't been hurtin' ya or anythin', you can still talk to him.

[Wipes her eyes again.] I don't want to give the Author the satisfaction of a fake heartfelt reunion...

Heazu-chan! What's wrong!?

[Someone might be having a hard time dealing with her ghostie. :|]

I'm just... I'm so sick of this. That fucking bitch. You know? I want to get out of here.

[Kio looks around, but, of course, he can't see her ghost]

Who...uh...who's there with you?

Huh?

[But he's addressing someone behind him. His ghost]

She's my friend Kahlo-sensai.

Oh, you know. My "dad." The same dad who sent me a letter on Father's Day.

Who's probably not even my real dad. I mean, that's not possible, right?

Oh.

[Kio bites his lip, eyes welling with sadness]

Sorry, Heazu-chan.

[Trying to put on a brave front.] Whatever. It just means when I find the Author I'm going to kick her ass.

[He stops himself from giving his usual "Kio-chan is a pacifist" speech. Not when Heather is this upset, even Kio has enough tact not to do that.]

If you need to talk, remember that I'm here. Okay?

I know.

Th-thanks, Kio.

[Kio nods]

Talk to you later?

Mm. Good lucky, Heazu-chan.

Don't give her the satisfaction.

[Of course, that's easy for Mr. Apathy to say.]

Yeah, I bet she's loving this, right? I don't care. I wanna shove a steel pipe up her ass.

[He looks a little wibbly himself]

Seriously.

Seriously. First Father's Day... now this shit...

Ugh.

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