youbeautifulidiot | Inbox for Heckin' Game

Vel...don't you get it? I like performing with you because I like you.

I would never choose performing over your soul. That's...basically you!! ...isn't it? And I'd way rather just hang out than be famous if it meant you could keep it. We gotta fix this! I'll...I'll talk to Angel, it's still early. Maybe you can still get out of it!

No!

[Velvet stomps back his way, gesturing toward herself, the fur in her tail fluffing up.]

I want to be famous! I want to be talented!

I'm not giving this up!

[Veneer flinches, his own tail drooping and wrapping around one of his legs like a little self-hug. He used up the last of his confidence spilling his heart in hopes it would make some sort of impact, but instead she just sort of stomped all over it on her way over to him. He really should stop being surprised, Velvet wants what she wants.]

I know...

[And if this were like the old days, he probably would've left it at that or try to smooth things out. Maybe he'd laugh, even if it would be nervously, and encourage her to keep on going. But he's new Veneer now, and although new Veneer rubs his arm and feels incredibly small right now, that won't stop him from standing his ground.]

I think...I want to be alone tonight. Maybe you should sleep in your room.

[But Velvet, blinded again by her own desires, can only stare incredulously at Veneer.]

Are you seriously kicking me out right now?

[She might not be able to tell, but Veneer is absolutely shaking on the inside. His whole body feels like it's one second away from blowing up into a horrible mess of fuzzy angel bits. But...he can't back down now. He just made what is probably his first actual boundary. If he changes his mind, surely she'll take that as a sign that she can just bulldoze him anytime he tries to give himself space.]

Yeah, I am. ...Just for tonight. [Screaming inside his head. But hey, if he makes it clear it's not a forever thing, surely she won't be THAT upset???] Turns out I need some privacy and I'd like it in my room, and I'd like to sleep in my bed, while I eat my snacks.

[Maybe if he emphasizes, she'll pick up just how much he does for her. He doubts it of course, so perhaps he can just enjoy being the selfish one for a change. God...and there are probably, like...SO many people in Hell who would love to have a cozy Heaven room setup. Mina comes to mind, she doesn't deserve Hell at all and she'd make an awesome roommate. Maybe even Angel would like it, even if he says he hates Heaven's whole...everything. Dealing with a cherub or two would be worth the world's softest bed, wouldn't it?

But no, he wastes it all on someone who doesn't even really appreciate it. It sucks, because he knows he still will, too...]

I have a feeling I'm not gonna sleep very well tonight, so it'd suck to roll off my couch, y'know?

[If Velvet can tell, its' clearly not her priority— but no, she's too wrapped up in her own feelings to notice, isn't she?

For a moment, Velvet still stares at him, confused and angry. Threatened by the guilt, by the very idea that Veneer might be right here and she might be wrong, Velvet turns to the same old methods she's always used, and digs herself a deeper hole.]

Fine! I don't want to be here right now anyway!

[She storms off to grab her bag and phone, tail puffy and twitching about like a rattlesnake.]

Have fun all by yourself in your room!

[As Velvet grabs her things, Veneer just stands there with his arms folded, avoiding her furious gaze.

"That's the idea."

...is what he WANTS to say, but he doesn't see a point in pushing her. Especially since Velvet said she doesn't want to be here right now. That's...good! Actually?? He knows Velvet-speak enough to know that means she also doesn't want to stay away forever, or so he hopes. She can cool off, and they can try again! It'll......be fine! Everything is fine!]

[Realizing Veneer isn't stopping her, Velvet bristles even more and stomps for the door. She swings it open and gives one last petulant—]

Good night!

[At least when she shuts the door he wont have to look at her anymore.She'll set on down the hall immediately to get downstairs, completely forgetting her keycard when she does.]

........

[When he's certain Velvet is gone, Veneer exhales aggressively and nearly collapses, his body limping forward like the depressed noodle that he is. That was so, SO hard?? He thought standing up for himself would feel more liberating, but instead all he feels is...incredibly empty.

When he pulls himself back up, he begins pacing, shaking his hands like he always does when his anxiety spikes. Velvet...isn't here! So he can panic as much as he wants now!!]

This is fine, this is okay... Wecanstillfixthis. I...can still fix this!!

[Since DAY ONE, Veneer had put a tremendous amount of stress on himself. It was supposed to be HIS JOB to fix Velvet's situation, to get her moved over to Heaven, where they could just chill the rest of their time here away. How is he supposed to do that now that she pretty much cemented her soul into the pocket of some Hell guy?! What if he hurts her...or makes her do things she doesn't want to do? Would...that be his fault, too? He should've tried harder...he should've kept an eye on what she was doing...!!

Veneer wheezes as his thoughts become more aggressive and he forces himself to stop. He should...rest!! Yeah!! He can just put on his fuzziest robe and curl into his own bed for once and maybe turn on the TV as loud as he can so it can drown out his surprisingly overwhelming thoughts. It's a....um, selfcare night! Sure!

It's not like anyone is coming in here anytime soon, anyway! So he can just sob into his pillow judgement free and worry about all this in the morning. It's just his sister's soul... No...no biggie...]

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