Ervic let out a massive groan as he sat up in his dorm bed this morning. Not only because he was stuck at this bloody school for year, but he had also woken with a funny fluttering feeling in the pit of his stomach. Yesterday had been an interesting one. On the one hand, he had met an accomplice who was as bloodthirsty and evil as he was. Someone who he had accompanied to town and killed three people with. He had captured the little girl (Ivy) and an older couple while she, Coco, had cooked them up. They had been truly wicked and it felt marvelous. On the other hand, those feeling that he and Coco had shared for each other, were something unexplainable, something he’d never experienced. It was… pericular.
Ervic and Coco had said good night after returning from town and agreed to meet for breakfast in the Castleteria. As he thought about it this morning, part of him didn’t want to be going, wanting to disappear from school and his feelings. Thought another part of him wanted to see her again, hold her hand, even… kiss her.
NO. Wait. What was happening to him? This wasn’t wicked, this was strange. This was something else!
Ervic changed into the stupid and ridiculous male uniform that Pretty had laid out on his bed while he showered. He slicked his hair in his usual style, and threw on his favourite oversized trenchcoatover the uniform with his black combat boots. Pretty, his pet flying monkey, jumped on his shoulder, but he placed him back on the bed and told him he had to stay here. This saddened him that Pretty wouldn’t be with him, but at least he was at the school. He wouldn’t have been able to cope with the year away without him.
Leaving his room, on the spot, Ervic appeared inside the castleteria in an instant… in a cloud of green smoke. Suddenly his heart began to race and it was getting warmer for him. Ervic gulped and pulled awkwardly at his collar as he looked around for Coco.
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