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Anonymous Thu 07 Nov 2024 03:20:13 No.70621151 Report

>UGH, where the hell did those two little ptwerps go!? I look away for ONE second and they vanish.
"Amber!"
>Why did mom and dad make ME look after them? I hate Seven Flags. It's so bright, and noisy, and crowded...
"Greene!"
>They could've at LEAST let me use the child harne-
>There! That's her crest! Oh, I'm going to KILL that little brat!
"AMBER! Get over here!"
>I shove and squeeze my way through the crowded amusement park path. Why the hell are there even so many kids here? It's a MONDAY. If even one of these little demons gets snot on my attire, I'm going to bind an evil spirit to every ride in this god-forsaken park.
"Excuse me, coming through. Let me- AMBER! OH MY GOD I KNOW YOU HEAR ME, DO NOT-"
>My wings unfurl in rage - the image of a fallen angel. I mutter an apology to the neanderthal that got a faceful of my feathers and run off in the direction of my little sister. I'll give him a good luck spell later, I have to go!
>I round the bend that the sugar-crazed cretin took, chest pounding, only to find... not one ptero in sight.
>How the HELL do they do that? Not a single charm I've bought lets ME get away from mom when I'M in trouble, yet THEY disappear into thin air whenever they feel like it!
>My shoulders slump, a groan escaping my snoot. Ugh, it's not faaaaaiiir.
>My hunt slows considerably as my misery grows. They couldn't have gone far. There's no intersections on the park path over here, and there's only a few rides. I definitely did NOT lose them forever. Mom is NOT going to murder me and make me go back to church on sundays and take away all my protective cha-
"A-AH!"
>I jumo backwards in fear. OhmygodaghostI'mnotpreparedIdon'thaveanychalkorwardingsitsgonnadragmetohellI'mnevergonnagetmyricheuropeanvampireboyfri
>Why is it giggling!? Is it feeding on my fear!?
>...Is that a neck?
>Oh. My heartbeat slows as I look down. It's not a disembodied head. It's a brachy kid. Solomon's seal, are they really that tall!? She's only like five years old!

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Anonymous Thu 07 Nov 2024 03:21:36 No.70621190 Report

Quoted By: >>70621219

>>70621151
>She's just staring up at me with those big eyes. I spare a few quick glances. No parents in sight. Oh god, don't tell me this place is cursed to make children get lost.
"O-oh. Hello there, little one. What's your name?"
>She doesn't respond at first, just swaying her body back and forth. Kinda weird how her head just stays stock still.
"Petunia!"
>I fight the smile that threatens to creep onto my face as her painted frills flap outwards. She is not cute. I do not think 'things' are 'adorable'.
"That's a nice name, Petunia. My name's Sam. Did you see two gray pterosaurs come by here? One of them had ooorange eyes, and the other one had greeeen eyes."
>God, I'm doing that baby talk voice. I am so glad Mom isn't here right now.
>Petunia hums to herself, swaying in thought again. C'mon, is it really that hard to think?
>She looks over to the side, and I follow her gaze. An ice cream stand. I glance back to see her staring at me.
"Not telling."
>I suppress the flicker of anger I feel in my chest. Alright, I see how it is.
"Would you tell me if I got you some ice cream?"
>Her head bobs up and down forcefully. Dad, this is coming out of your pocket. I'm not spending my allowance on overpriced sweets at Seven Flags.
>Five dollars and a minute of precious time later, the flower girl is holding a strawberry cone with rainbow sprinkles 'and the cherry berry on the tiptop'.
"Aaalright, Petunia. Can you tell me if you saw those two pterosaur kids?"
>She turns to me, looking up at me with those big, wet eyes again.
"Yeah! I saw them."
>...Is she broken? She's just staring at me now.
"...And...?"
>She takes a lick of her ice cream. Not breaking eye contact.
"...Where did they go?"
>She looks over to the ice cream stand again. I'm beginning to sense a strong negative aura emanating from this kid.

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Anonymous Thu 07 Nov 2024 03:22:40 No.70621219 Report

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>>70621190
>I suck in air. I WANT to tell her off, to threaten to curse her with howling demons and terrifying portents, to bring horrible luck upon her future. To make her FEAR the powerful teen witch she is speaking to.
>But that would take too long. Every second I waste is a second those two get further away from me.
>And Mom is definitely gonna ground me if I make a kid cry again.
"...Fine."
>One manspider popsicle later, the little shrew is beaming with joy. Her smugness mocks me.
"They're over there."
>I turn to the direction her head is pointing in - and see Amber and Greene in line for the roller coaster just ten yards away from us.
"Okaythanksenjoytheicecream!"
>I sprint over to the two. Oh thank you, triple mother, for letting me find them so quickl-
>Oof. A hand on my chest stops me. The cracking voice of some 16 year old employee accompanies it.
"No cutting in line, lady."
>Greene and Amber are at the FRONT of the line.
>The line that's about twenty people long.
"Hey - That's my brother and sister over there!"
"Well you're gonna have to wait for them to get off."
>My eyes dart around, searching for the exit. Where is it-
>They widen as I see where the acne-ridden loser's pointing. It's on the other side of the coaster.
>Across the lake.
>By the time I get there, they'll be gone again.
>Panicking, my wings fluttering, I turn back to the line. The line next to them, it's the fast pass lane! I can get in with them! Mom gave me the card, it's in my purse-
>The employee winces as a keening wail escapes my lips. I LEFT MY PURSE IN THE CAR!
"Hey, Saaaam?"
>I turn at the noise. It's that little kid, Petunia, again. Did she follow me over here?
>She's holding a fast pass.
>I don't bother questioning why her parents trust her alone with a fast pass. I also don't have time to go buy something for her. Or haggle.
>I just grab the wad of cash Dad gave me, toss some bills at her, grab the pass, and go.
>God, children are devils.

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Anonymous Thu 07 Nov 2024 03:24:56 No.70621271 Report

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>>70621219
>Liz craned her head over from the café area, checking on her daughter.
>She raised an eyebrow at the three balloons she was holding onto. And the Damien-sized soda she was drinking. And the ice cream stains on her hand and mouth.
>And the giant stuffed animal she definitely did NOT bring with her from home
"Petunia, where'd you get all that?"
>Her daughter beamed up at her like a sunflower.
"I bought it!"
>...Damien didn't give her the credit card again, did she?
"With what?"
>The flower girl takes a sticky crumple of cash out of her dress pocket. Twenty, forty, eighty...
>Her brow raises as her eyes widen.
"Did daddy give you that!?"
>She shakes her head.
"I traded!"
"...Traded...?"
"The ride card!"
>Liz's breath hitches as understanding dawns on her. Gears turn in her head as she tallies up the cost of what her daughter bought.
>It wasn't a trade up, but... it was pretty close.
>A look of exasperation crossed her face. Petunia's smile didn't falter. That's her girl, alright.
"Well, at least you're enjoying yourself. Daddy's going to hold the card next time, okay?"
"Okay."
"Good. Now come on, it's lunch time."

fin! petunia is a shrewd, cunning girl with a disarming outward appearance. a combination of liz's practicality and damien's talent at keeping up a facade of stupidity.