Things…finally felt normal.

If it wasn’t the endless fighting, or chaos, or something that had to be going on, then what was it? It was normal. You finally caught yourself a break, and it was nice.

You got to spend time with your lover, too, as bored as he got from simply just sitting there with no chaos to cause. The two of you sat in your quarters, talking about whatever as he told you stories and recited plays with silly little puppets.

It left a sweet taste in your mouth, knowing he would set aside the craving to cause thoroughly for the sake of giving you a well needed break. He was the Beast of Deceit, but that didn’t mean he was a total monster. He could be…decent, for you. Only for you though. In any other scenario he would be a little shit to everyone.

Shadow Milk Cookie sat across from you, rambling on about some ideas for a written stage play, while you listened quietly. His ideas were always so vivid. But he was a jester, so what else did you expect to get from him?

“Ssso! I was so stupendously sure that all that would’ve been a hit for my audience, and I was right!” He boasted. Now he was talking about whatever performance he’d done for his puppets. How had you gotten there in the conversation..? Oh well. It would be best to just enjoy the time of rest you had in the chaos. The eye of the storm.