Heheheheh Chapter 19: Mystery Of The Gorgon And The Siren Will Be Out Tomorrow 😀

95% sure that tomorrow's my last day of school for the year then Parent-teacher interviews... I really wanna not go it is way too hot for me to be at school

So, in the past week I've written two chapters for my fanfiction and I already know people may hate me for what I've done...

Hey could you do a Deuce x human!reader and him meeting her and finding out humans aren’t as bad as he thought?

A/n: TY SM FOR THE REQUEST ANON! This may not be the best but nyways, this was requested 2 times but with a kinda seperate plot point so I'm going to make another version of this. Sorry this ones super long lol.

POV: Deuce discovering humans aren't as bad as he thought

Humans are horrible, evil creatures. That is something that had been drilled into Deuce Gorgon's brain since the day he could talk. He was taught that humans were vicious, smelly, weak creatures who targeted defenceless monsters. The only thing protecting monsters from them was their smarts or lack thereof.

Y/n L/n had lived the vast majority of her life believing Monsters were fictional, fake creatures used to scare small children into listening to their parents. Creatures that only ever truly exist in the minds of children, keeping them up at night as they peer through the cracks of open closets, or hiding under their beds, waiting to strike, she was half right.

You may be wondering, how Deuce Gorgon had found himself in the human world, how these two beings could ever possibly meet, well- as with all things, it began with chaos.

Deuce and his best friend Heath strutted down the streets of a human city, heads down until they reached a busy Café, deciding this was the perfect place to terrorize humans.

Heath threw a ball of flame towards one of the café parasols, effectively turning it to ash. Deuce removed his beanie, allowing his snakes to be free.

They continued causing chaos like that, laughing cruelly as humans ran around in a panic, just as they were about to leave, however… Deuce saw someone.

A girl around his age, evidently unbothered by the chaos- or perhaps she simply hadn’t noticed it, cleaning a table, earphones in her ears. She looked as though she was the embodiment of Aphrodite herself, her appearance almost ethereal. Surely, she was some form of Siren, perhaps a demi-goddess… but why would she be working at a café in the human world if she were either of those things?

He considered walking over to her, making himself known but stopped himself, why should he? She was a human; they were evil and bad. But this girl was far too beautiful to be some ordinary human.

Just then he saw a small child, around the age of three running over to her in tears, gently pulling on her apron.

She turned around, removing her earphones to see the small child, she knelt down to their level, looking at them in concern.

“What’s the matter hon?” She asked gently, Deuce thought her voice was hypnotic.

The child, unable to speak from their sobs, showed her a badly burnt teddy bear.

“Oh dear! Poor thing, would you like me to fix it up for you?” She offered, slowly taking the bear in her hands.

The child nodded.

“Okay, I’ll fix it.” She smiled kindly.

“P-please be quick, Mr Bear protects me from the monsters.” The child sobbed.

“Hey, don’t worry, I won’t let any monsters harm you, okay kid? Just until Mr Bear is back in action.” She said softly.

“O-okay.” The child stammered.

She paused, glancing down at her apron pocket before slowly smiling. “Okay, now… close your eyes.” She whispered, the child quickly doing as told “I’m going to do a magic trick.”

She quickly shoved the burnt bear into her pocket, pulling out an almost exact replica of the bear, this one looking brand new.

“Okay… now, open them!” She exclaimed, holding the bear out.

The child gasped, practically snatching the bear from her, clutching it tightly to their chest.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” The child exclaimed engulfing the girl into a tight hug before rushing off.

The girl smiled at the child before turning back to the table to continue cleaning the table, before finally, very calmly, pouring water over the burning parasol, taking the charred remains over to a bin and throwing it in.

Deuce wondered whether she was used to this.

“Y’know it’s rude to stare right?” He heard the girl muse, her attention on cleaning a table.

He glanced around, realising that the only people on this once busy street were him, Heath (who was busy causing chaos across the road) and her.

She turned around to face him, one hand resting on her hip, giving him a pointed look.

“Nice hair, by the way, but uh- not sure if you heard but, Halloween was last week.” She said sarcastically, glaring.

“Oh- it’s not a-” He began, suddenly feeling remarkably nervous- what was she doing to him?

“Bup, bup, bup. I don’t care.” She hissed walking forward, crossing her arms “What I do care about is that you and your little friend keep coming to my place of work, dressed in costumes, setting shit on fire- causing me to lose pay so the company can pay for replacements- freaking people out, which nice touch on the mechanical hairs- very realistic- but you're making my job harder because I’m the one who has to clean up after your little ‘pranks’ so you better cut it out.”

At that, she moved to turn around before pausing.

“And by the way, sunglasses, really? Kinda makes you look like a douche- well more of a douche.”

He watched her walk away, contemplating whether or not to call out.

“Wait!” He exclaimed, glancing around to ensure Heath wasn’t looking.

She turned around, raising an eyebrow.

“Uh- I’m sorry… how can I- can I make it up to you?” He asked.

She stayed silent, crossing her arms and giving him a sceptical look, examining his body language before sighing.

“Look, I have my break in five minutes, I’ll probably have to spend it cleaning anyways, you really want to make it up to me, come help.” She said before adding “And uh- don’t bring your friend, I’d rather not talk to someone who by the looks of things has fewer brain cells than a sponge.”

Deuce gave her a slight smile and a nod.

And five minutes later he did exactly that, he helped the human girl clean up the mess he and Heath had made, getting to know her as they did so.

“So, uh- if you don’t mind me asking, what was that with the kid? Y’know the one you gave the bear to.” Deuce asked.

“Oh, uh- they’re my friend's younger sibling… an orphan, been looking after them when I can since my friend can’t anymore.” She spoke, looking down at the table she was cleaning.

“You mean your friend is-”

“Dead, yes.”

“Oh. I’m sorry… do they live with you?” He asked.

“No… they live in the city orphanage; I help out there when I can but when I’m 18 I’ll adopt them officially.”

Deuce stayed silent, looking at the girl who’d suddenly seemed to find a spot on the table more interesting than anything else.

“You, okay?” He asked cautiously.

“Hm? Yeah, I’m uh- I’m fine… just don’t really want to talk about this…” She said looking up at him “Uh- y’know I think you’ve helped enough; I forgive you and stuff; this is my job anyway so I’ll… I’ll finish cleaning it.”

“No- I wanna help.” He said quickly.

She gave him a soft smile.

“Thanks.” She smiled “Y’know, you’re a good person, perhaps I’ve judged you too harshly.” “Yeah… I’m uh really sorry about uh… the damage and stuff by the way… truly.” He spoke.

“It’s alright, I didn’t really care as much as I let on, I actually found it quite funny most times… whilst it was happening at least.” She grinned “I’m Y/n by the way.”

“Deuce.” He said, grinning.

She looked at him for a moment before quickly pulling her notepad out of one of her pockets and writing something down.

“Here, uh- text me some time, you seem cool and I’d like to get to know you better.” She said, tearing the paper out of her notepad, folding it in half and handing it to him.

“Thanks, I uh- will.” He smiled, taking it.

“I’ve gotta get back to work now but uh- good meeting you… officially that is.”

She walked away, returning back into the café, Deuce remained standing there, staring at the phone number in his hands, a wide smile on his face.

Perhaps humans weren’t as bad as he thought.

Please someone rip my computer away from my hands so I stop writing so many chapters.

In three days I have written six chapters for my book... I need to be stopped

Should I be sleeping? yes.

Do I have something on tomorrow? yes.

Am I sleeping? No.

What am i doing instead? Writing a sequel to a book i havent even finished yet.

honestly just try ignoring weird anons. they crave attention

they crave attention more than a moth craves a light

Nein DU bist eine Ratte, ich bin eine Schlange. Ich fresse dich.

u r a rat

nein, DU bist eine Ratte

trying to get a MINOR to write smut and trying to read smut about a MINOR are already insane things to do separately. bros trying to speedrun pedophilia rn.

fr bros tryna win the pedophilia world record

aw omg its sooo cuteeeeee i love ittt

i follow this 1 user on twitter who posts pics of their snakes and i really want you all to look at this snake they have. i’ve never seen a snake that was built like this