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Tantrum-Prone Imp; Open, requesting Seraph posts first.
Topic Started: Aug 15 2012, 03:21 PM (542 Views)
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Final Hour was mad. M—A—D. Mad. Oh sure, she was back with her mother, and she had forgiven her, but of course, her life couldn't be that simple. She had a new father now. An ANGEL for a father. What's more, she had a mortal for a sister, and her mother was already pregnant another child, another child who was coming from the ANGEL.

So the little imp had a lot of reasons to be mad. She had a lot of reasons to be hold her self close to the ground as she brooded about Seraph's mansion. She stayed partially in the shadows. All these artificial lights hurt her eyes. She didn't like anyone in this building. So if anyone saw her, she'd growl at them, mumble an insult, and slink away. Currently she was limping up the large staircase in the front, mumbling a string of unintelligent derogatory comments involving ponies in general.

"S-stupid ponies... making so many stairs... stairs are stuuupid... stupid stupid stupid..."
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Seraph traveled through the mansion, making his twice daily rounds to check on things in general. Specifically to gather ideas for renovations and expansion. He whistled an upbeat little song as he came across Final Hour. This little demon, literally from hell, was still a bit of a puzzle to him. She seemed to hate just about everything, and everypony she saw. Luckily though, Seraph enjoyed puzzles.

He stopped "Good afternoon Final." He said in his usual cheery tone. This was one thing he enjoyed doing, admittedly because it was funny. He was always kind and courteous no matter how rude or angry anypony got with him. This usually served to anger them even more, but that was part of the fun. Eventually, he found, if he kept it up long enough, his cheery and happy attitude became contagious and would make those around him happy. He could tell that Final would probably be a tough egg to crack though.
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Final Hour flinched. Of course the stupid angel wouldn't leave her alone forever. She looked up at him with a scowl, stopping her trek up the stairs to plop down on her rump and glare at the angel. "Oh. It's you..." She snapped at him, flicking her tail unhappily as she straightened her ragged scarf. "What do you want, stupid angel? I'm BUSY climbing up your DUMB stairs!"
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Seraph raised a brow in amusement "What, they don't have stairs in the underworld?" He would have snickered, but he decided to hold it in. "And is there really a need for the name calling? You can call me Seraph if you'd like." He didn't drop his smile for a second. That just how he was. A generally happy pony. And a generally happy angel, even if he was in exile.
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"Well I don't want to call you that dumb name, angel." She snapped again. "Thu have lots of stairs in hell. I..." She paused, lowering her visage for a moment. "I haven't been there for a long time..." She looked back up at Seraph, glaring again. "Stupid. Why did mom pick you? You're an ugly old angel."
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Seraph laughed "I often ask myself that same question." He said. "And it's funny really. In the beginning we had almost nothing in common with each other. It was almost scary being around her in my state, she was much more ferocious and..." He paused, slowly is smile had faded. "... Sad... She was so sad... Even if she didn't show it. She was always holding in something that was tearing her up inside." He smile lightly at a memory that came to him "I'll tell you a secret if you promise not to tell your mother I told you."
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Now Final Hour was curious. What did this stupid angel with his stupid condescending smile know about her mother that she didn't? She leaned in her head, staring up at him, still. "What is it? I promise I won't tell! What is it!?" She asked fervently. She had to know what Seraph had learned before her.
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Seraph looked around to be sure that nopony else was around to hear, then sat down beside Final Hour on their little section of stairway. "Alrighty. Well... One night Midnight came to me here at the mansion. We weren't living together at the time and she had been taking care of Snowball long before I had even arrived in this realm, by herself. We'd been seeing each other for a while, not exactly dating, but the time we spent together still meant something."

"She came to me and asked the same thing you did. 'Why did it have to be you?' And then she asked me another thing. She asked me... 'Why are you so nice to me? I'm a demon, you're an angel. My instinct will only cause you problems. I'm not worth your energy to deal with. So why?'. Well, I told her. I said "Midnight, you are without a doubt, the most kindhearted, well meaning, misunderstood demon it has ever been my honor to know. You deliberately fight your natural instinct to kill, you take care of a helpless child, despite those instincts and you've even found ponies here to call your friends. That's why I fell in love with you."

Seraph took a deep breath and exhaled. "... That was the very first time your mother cried. Right after I told her that."
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Final Hour stared up at Seraph, her mouth agape. Her mother cried? WHAT? That was definitely not the Midnight SHE knew. What's more, this... angel made her mother cry. She quickly wiped the gape off her face, scowling at Seraph again. "You made my mom cry? Why should I trust you if you make my mom cry!?" Obviously, she was completely ignoring the fact that it was a touching moment in order to try and get a rise out of Seraph. That, or this would be her lack of common sense and manners in action.
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Seraph sighed. "I guess you're too young to understand." he said and stood back up. If nothing else, it was a nice trip down memory lane for him. He enjoyed going back to that moment. Sure it might have been some case of hopeless romanticism, but hey, who cared? "Anyway, do you want anything? I can make some tea, or cook something if you like." He offered. He didn't expect her to accept but it was worth offering.
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Final Hour snorted, looking insulted. "I'm not too young!" She protested. "I'm... uhmmm..." She stared at the floor, counting out loud as she tapped her forehooves together in time with her counting. "four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten... ten! I'm ten-hundred!" She announced, giving him as much a dignified, proud, arrogant look as she could, given the fact that she was basically a cute little filly with teeth and slitted eyes.

When, however, Seraph offered to get her something, her "proud and arrogant" manner vanished, and her eyes grew large and shiny with hope. "Do you... do you have warm milk? I... I like warm milk..."
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Seraph smiled with his success at getting the demon filly to open up to him. "Yes, I'm sure I do." He said as he continued his descent down the stairs. Of course, he knew it would take more than a bit of warm milk to earn her trust entirely, but this was a start.
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Final Hour, small wings flapping fast enough to buzz, hobbled down the stairs as fast as she could. She then landed wrong on one leg, squealing in surprise as she tripped and began falling head over hooves down the stairs. The imp hit her head at the base of the stairs. Groaning, she sat up, rubbing her head and sniffling. "S-stupid s-st-stairs..." She whined.
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Seraph hurried down the stairs after Final Hour. He was sure she was alright, demons could take much more than that without a scratch. Still, his mannerism forced him to ask "You ok? That was quite a tumble." he stood there and offered her a hoof up. He was sure the only thing hurt on the demon filly was her pride.
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Final Hour, her scowl returning, swatted Seraph's hoof away with her own, fighting back tears all the while. She wasn't going to be that crybaby that all the other imps called her in front of some dumb angel. "I-I'm f-f-fine..." She stammered, standing up on shaky legs and focussing on the floor.

Can't even climb down stairs... The voice in her head taunted her. Worst. Demon. EVER.
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