31: Darling, how many deals do you have with this boy?
"Many. He has a death wish."
31: Wow...nice job!
217: "Heh."
31: Alright...have fun with your little mortals, darling, I'm going home.
He kisses 217
"Aw, okay.."
31 creates a portal and steps through it. Aiden starts to wake up, eyelids fluttering
Aiden: Nnnn...
217: "Keep him still Klaus!"
Aiden: Nnng...K-Klaus...d-don't do this...
"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry.."
(reeeeeeee!)
(sorry :(
(Nah dude it's chill this is just how I tell you I'm awake...)
(my mom made grits that regular black people eat ;-;
they had three dairy products, milk, two types of chees, and butter. I had half a spoon full, and im happy i didnt get sick
