Lakefront Property Closing Papers

[Clownpiece]

A gentle summer breeze stirred the air, sending ripples and waves which flowed through the grass. The soft rustling of the foliage, from both the long grass and the leaves of the lone tree, was the only sound Clownpiece could hear. Warm sunlight washed over her from where she sat, crosslegged, and only a few meters separated from the rest of the group. Her mouth turned down into a small frown as she crossed her arms over her chest, and restlessly wiggled her toes in the crook of her legs.

It wasn’t immediately obvious, but of all the people napping in the shade of that tree, one wasn’t under a willful sleep. The hell fairy she’d summoned into battle earlier still hadn’t woken up. It was true that she’d taken quite the hit from Yuuka, but to still not have recovered from it.... Small bits of worry pricked at the child’s heart. What was she supposed to do if she didn’t recover? Back in hell, there hadn’t been injuries you couldn’t recover from. At least, not for fairies. You died, you revived, you went back to mischief.

Things had changed here. She’d vaguely noticed it before. Back in Dante’s Abyss, her injuries accumulated up until the moment she died, and then she didn’t revive right then and there; she popped back up in the Nexus. She hadn’t paid any mind to these things, dismissing them as nothing important. If it was just her, she didn’t care. But now she’d gone and dragged someone else into this mess.

The star-spangled girl fell backwards, grass tickling at her body as she lay. She slid her silly hat down her head, pulling it over her eyes to block out the sun. It wasn’t like there was anything she could do about it. After all, she was just a madness-inducing fairy of hell. Maybe if she took a quick nap, then it’d turn out there was nothing wrong after all. Slowly, Clownpiece fell into a restless sleep.