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viole[n]t delights; oneshots May 5, 2019 1:17:30 GMT -5

Post by jj jenkins d7. ✨ zoë. on May 5, 2019 1:17:30 GMT -5

"Oh, Baxter," I sigh, burying my face into his fur. "What the hell are we doing here?"

Baxter purs and looks up at me for a moment, then closes his eyes in bliss and stirs.

I sigh heavily, feet dangling a few centimeters from my bedroom floor. "Yeah, you're right."

I haven't been impressed with Violet rings in my ears. Yeah, whatever. My heels drum against the bedframe, thud tha-thud tha-thud tha-

thud.

Another sigh leaves my chest. Baxter isn't impressed with the noise so I set him aside on my duvet and pull my knees up to my chest. It's raining, hard, otherwise I might sit outside and soak up the garden. At least the apple trees I planted will be getting fed.

"I shouldn't've told everyone Adrien doesn't have a Dad," I mumble to Baxter. "That was kind of mean, huh?"

Baxter's not listening. He's asleep.

Maybe I should sleep too.

I uncurl from my self-made caccoon and sprawl out across the mattress, a heavy head filled with thoughts hitting my pillows hard. Everyone here hates everyone else, out to get one or the other or just in it for themselves. I'm not used to this. I'm not meant to be here. These bad vibes are getting me down.

Real down.

I don't think she's taking it as seriously as the rest of us.

Dumb luck.

Dumb luck.

Dumb.

Violet.

Dumb.

"Baxter?" I whisper in the dark, hours have passed since our last conversation.

His head pops up and he growls, unimpressed with me having stirred him awake.

Unimpressed, yeah.

Me too buddy.

Last Edit: May 5, 2019 1:32:44 GMT -5 by jj jenkins d7. ✨ zoë.

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viole[n]t delights; oneshots May 5, 2019 1:28:45 GMT -5

Post by jj jenkins d7. ✨ zoë. on May 5, 2019 1:28:45 GMT -5

Hi Mom,

I don't know if this letter will get to you because to be honest, I'm not sure if we're even allowed to talk to people outside of the house but, yeah, hi! I'm alive, still.

Look let's cut to the chase - this isn't exactly what I thought it would be. I'm kind of out of my depth here, but don't worry, you and Dad didn't raise a quitter so I'm gonna stick it out!

You know how I was invited here because of our botanical stuff? Yeah, well, to be honest I haven't really used any of those skills here. I mean, I've tended a little vegetable patch out back and planted some apple trees - not that this place needs extra crops - but it's something to do. Something to make me feel like I'm useful. I think Mr. Nox is looking for smart people more than anything. I've solved a thing or two but nothing impressive. I've not gone full snob yet, don't you worry, still the same old me!

Everyone here is a bit... well, they're a bit like the folks who come from near the Town Square. All sorts. But they've all got something I don't. Not to worry, I'm not too fussed about the whole thing. I mean if I win by some sheer miracle or everyone dies in some sort of freak flash flood and I survive then great, but I'll be okay if I don't win. Problem is I'm pretty sure some of these kids won't be okay if they don't win - but that's on them, right?

Right!

I've made a few friends though! It's not all doom and gloom! Beryl is nice - he does like his reflection a lot but he's a kind person in the thick of it. Actually takes note of things about you, wants to get to know you - genuinely so. And Fiora, I think you'd like her. She's mysterious. Wakes up in the middle of the night to read or... well, I'm not sure what she does, but she called it reading. Sometimes she lets me join her on her adventures around the mansion. She even found Baxter for me!

Oh yeah, Baxter. He's my cat. Can I bring him home? Please say yes.

Anyway, got to go, dinner's about to start. I wish I could eat in my room but Mr. Nox insists we all eat together like one big happy family.

Ugh.

Love you!

-V

Last Edit: May 5, 2019 16:11:00 GMT -5 by jj jenkins d7. ✨ zoë.

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viole[n]t delights; oneshots May 7, 2019 16:46:41 GMT -5

Post by jj jenkins d7. ✨ zoë. on May 7, 2019 16:46:41 GMT -5

"Violet, what exactly are you saying-?"

"You said it yourself Mr. Nox," since when did I get so articulate? "I should go home. I almost wasn't invited."

The invitation sender leans back in his chair and I clench my fists when he smiles at me. "But Miss Ender," he replies, hands spread out and fingers pressed together in some sort of strange prayer, "you were invited."

I don't get what he's saying, at first. I just kind of gawp at him. It clicks after a while - I was invited. For a reason. I don't know what reason, but I've spent enough time under Malcolm Nox's roof to understand that he doesn't do anything without reason. He sees something in me. It means something. Something important. That me being here means more than I think.

He smiles, twinkle in his eye, as I relax into my chair and my realisation.

"Let me ask you another question," Mr Nox begins, sitting up and resting an elbow on his desk. He leans forward, peering at me curiously, looking for something within my soul. "Regardless of whether or not you think you should leave - do you want to go home?"

I blink, "I-"

Oh no, the fumbling, the insecurity, the "Uh, I- I don't, uhhhhh-" the unsure sense of it all, it's back. Because I don't know if I want to go. I think so. Gnawing on my lip, my eyes fall from the face of Mr. Nox to the floor and back up again. I think, I think so. But yet something in me wants to stay. To try. Something bitter, I guess - it's always been there. It just took living here to realise that it was inside of me.

Ambition.

That's enough for Mr. Nox.

"Exactly what I thought," he smiled, satisfied with what he found. "Now, I will ask you one more time. Who should go home tonight?"

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viole[n]t delights; oneshots May 7, 2019 17:03:05 GMT -5

Post by jj jenkins d7. ✨ zoë. on May 7, 2019 17:03:05 GMT -5

One.

"Coralie. Because she doesn't care about anyone but herself and that's far worse than caring about everyone but herself."

Two.

"Adam. Because he's never going to make an impression on anyone, good or bad."

Then I look Malcolm Nox straight in the eyes and blink one, two,

Three.

"And Adrien. Because nepotism doesn't sit well with anyone, Mr. Nox. Even if he is your son."

And I smile.

Flower girl with seeds for brain-cells, I stand up and walk away.

Last Edit: May 7, 2019 17:03:40 GMT -5 by jj jenkins d7. ✨ zoë.

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jj jenkins d7. ✨ zoë. Advertiser 8,192 POSTS Pronouns: she/her last seen Jun 1, 2024 21:14:41 GMT -5 bloomtodeath	viole[n]t delights; oneshots May 8, 2019 3:57:40 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by jj jenkins d7. ✨ zoë. on May 8, 2019 3:57:40 GMT -5 What?! Isn't it obvious? Adrien looks just like him. Even I could figure that one out, dummy.
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