A/N: idk what to write here. i just felt like making one. o3o byenow ~Car

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Song: Nightcore - Gambling Man by Don Schnitzel

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Zane's POV

A wave of emotions wash over me as I hear the news that Travis is the Demon Warlock's son. I mean... I knew he was evil but not THAT evil. Wait...! That came out wrong.. I-

"Are you afraid?" Travis questions, snapping me from my thoughts. 

I tear my eyes away from my hands just to look at him. Travis is looking down at the floor. I force him to turn his head to me by grabbing his chin and turning his head to me. 

"Why would I be afraid?" I ask. 

"Everyone always is... Whenever I tell someone.. They're afraid. I didn't want to scare you." Travis confesses. 

"It's ok.. I'm not scared." I reply. 

Travis looks up at me with hopeful eyes, "Really?" He asks. 

I nod my head yes. Travis' somber eyes fill with tremendous joy as he throws his arms in the air and wraps them around me, just to pull me close to him. 

"Thank you..." Travis mutters into my sweater. 

"Thank you for what?" I ask him, a chuckle being added to the end of my sentence. 

"For not leaving me..." Travis finishes. 

I pull away, looking down at the man, "I would never leave..." I assure. 

Travis smiles, me doing the same. The only thing about me smiling is that Travis can't see it. Travis reaches out for my mask and pulls it down before I have a chance to react. He connects our lips for a second before Garroth bursts into the door. Zane and I pull back at the speed of light, directing our heads to Garroth. 

Garroth stops immediately, "Was I interrupting something?" Garroth questions, seeming completely genuine. 

"Uh... Yes!" Travis exclaims, annoyed. 

I shoot Travis a glare, then glance back at my older brother, "Oh, okay. I don't care. We have stuff to talk about." Garroth says. 

He walks over to us and hops over the couch, landing in between Travis and I. I hear Travis mutter a curse, it followed by a growl. A huge smile paints onto Garroth's face as he throws his arms around Travis and I, only pulling us closer to him. I try to squirm away, but Garroth doesn't let me. 

"May I..." I adjust myself to that I'm not talking to his chest, "May I ask why you're here?" I question. 

Garroth looks down at me, "Too see my Baby Brother, of course!" Garroth exclaims in response. 

I grumble, "Don't you have Laurance and Dante to hang out with?" I mutter a question. 

"Laurance is at Cadenza's and Dante's with Vylad." Garroth and I scowl at the thought of Dante and Vylad. 

"Aphmau?" I say. 

"Work." Garroth replies. 

"Katelyn?" I ask. 

"Jeffory." Garroth states. 

"Kawaii~Chan!?" I finish. 

Garroth shakes his head no, "Reese." He says, "But there is Aaron."

"No way. Is there ANYBODY reasonble?" I raise my voice. 

"Nope." Garroth pops the 'p' of his word. 

My expression drops into a cold look as I stare at the ground, "Can we help you, Garroth?" Travis questions, annoyance laced in his voice. 

Garroth doesn't answer Travis, he just reaches over for the TV Remote and switches the TV on. Garroth flips through channels, "You could've done the same thing at your house, Garroth." I growl. 

"But what's the fun in that?" Garroth questions. 

I shoot Garroth a glare that he somehow doesn't see. A few moments of silence pass until Travis finally speaks up, "Well... I better be going.. I have swim practice in a few minutes." Travis smiles as he gets up. 

Garroth smiles, "See you at home, Travis." Garroth says, engulfed in the glowing screen we call a TV. 

I glare at Travis, "You better not leave me here!" I whisper so only Travis can hear.

I shoot the white haired boy a glare as he gives me a cheeky smile, waves then walks to the door. Travis sends me an air kiss before leaving. I growl under my breath then grab my phone.

Me: Travis, you're dead when you get back.😡

Travis😘:What if I don't come back?

Me: Then I'll go to your house.

Travis takes a moment to reply.

Travis😘: Dante, pack your things. We're going camping tonight.

Travis😘: OPPS. Wrong number.

Me: TTTRRRAAAVVVIIISSS!!!!!!

Travis😘: Bye!

-Travis😘 Has Left The Conversation-

"Travis, you're dead!" I mutter under my breath. 

"Need help with his death?" Garroth asks. 

I look away from my phone and turn my head in Garroth's direction, "You'll help me?" I question. 

Garroth glances down at me, "Sure!" He exclaims. 

A mischievous smile paints onto my face as I rub my palms together. An evil laugh escapes from my mouth, "Lets get started."