The monster under my bed {Private; Feza}

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Unlike the cub, who wanted to go home, Feza never wanted to return to the place she was born. It was full of terrible, terrible memories. Her own parents had tried to hang her, so she was quite comfortable in saying that another's parents may not have loved them.
She'd been doing her...Feza things...yes, they called them Feza things, when she heard sobbing coming from a closet. Rather than open the door, she teleported inside, letting her pelt glow a bright white light.
"Why do you wanna go home? It's fun here, and we have lots of pep to go around." She would chirp, trying to brighten the others mood. "I hate seeing others cry, come on, just give me a little smile, please? I'll let you do something fun if you do. Let you out of this closet and walk around. It's not right for a kid to be locked in a closet, by the way. Don't approve, no, not at all." She would babble.
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Feza cocked her head slowly. "Huh. Wel, I guess you haven't gotten to the point in life where they try to kill you and tip you limb from limb."
She paused, a frown flickering across her face for a few moments, before we once again smiled. Im not mean! I'm actually one of the nicest people around. Mil could tell you if she was still alive. Or my sisters. But they all left me. But, hey, now you don't have to worry about them leaving you." She took a couple steps closer, lowering her head towards the others eye level. "Do you know why?"
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Feza stared for a few moments at the cub, before letting out a light sigh. "Youll see it eventually."
Of course she didn't count on the Cubs next question, her ears twitching slightly. "Uh, yes...I suppose I did. When your parents disown you and leave you to be eaten alive by crows while hanging by you neck, you tend to have a bad child hood. Oh well. It's over and done with now, and there's nothing I can do to change it. For now, that is." She would leave the other to ask what she meant by 'for now', but she wouldn't answer.
"But I'm still not leaving you in here. You can come to my room if you'd like, as long as you promise not to run." The SnowFerra would offer, giving up a now half-hearted smile.
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"I guess that's to be expected." She would reply, pushing the door open and revealing the hallway outside.
"Because if you do try, I will catch you." Was all she said before heading out, gesturing for the cub to follow, offering up a smile. "But you look tired, so I guess that won't be a problem. I got s ton of pillows you can lay down on once we get there." She would chirp.
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Feza gave a small shrug of her shoulders, her smile wavering for a few seconds as she thought of a reply, her countanence being replaced by a more thoughtful one. "Fake, you say? Eh, no, it's not. I'm a Novian, therefore we must smile all the time. Although if you think it's fake, it's fine to believe that. But seriously, come out of the stuffy closet already. What have I done so far to hurt your physically or mentally? Nothing, or at least that I'm aware of. Seriously, I'm against you being here at all, but I don't want my pals to be mad at me."
The SnowFerra stared at the cub for a few moments, before letting out a small sigh. "Or do you want to just stay in the stuffy, boring, stinky, un-peppy closet. Whatever pleases you."
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The SnowFerra gave a small nod of her head. "Yep, yep, that'd be true." Was all she would say, before giving a small shake of her head as she took a couple steps forward. "But you staying in a closet isn't going to make you feel any better about being stuck here." She paused to lean against the door, having used her sound wave manipulation to make sure her voice was still somewhat clear.
"Do you wanna go outside? Is...gosh I never knew that I was going to have this tough of a non-pep case." She would end her sentence in a grumble, her tail twitching for a few moments. "We...uh...we could play mossball, if you'd like. I...I could turn myself into a small form to give you an advantage...just stop being upset...okay?" She would insist, before pausing. "Or...or out flying, maybe?"
She hates being uncertain. It sucked.
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The SnowFerra's ears flattened slightly, before she let out a sigh. "I guess theres nothing I can do to change your mind, eh?" Was all she would state.
She hated the silent treatment.
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Feza didn't like her pep being denied. She stared for a few moments at the door, before she felt the image of her sisters flash across her mind. Them crawling towards her to save them while she watched on. After it was technically her own fault.
Maybe with fear she'd have a better chance of kidding this cub out of the dumb closet. She shot out a small flame, aiming to burn the door down at a slow pace. She watched it burn, ready to spew water out if it was necessary to make sure the cub wasn't hurt.
Besides, a bit of fire was needed. That's what her sister had said from time to time. Maybe it would apply here.
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The SnowFerra beamed. "See? That wasn't too bad, now then was it?" She would state simply, dousing the flames and gesturing outwards. "Fire is a fun thing, as long as you know what your doing. Otherwise you can really hurt some one. My sister nearly exploded herself once with it." She would babble.
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Ah, so she's finally gotten a response out of the other. Good. "Yep. It was sort of funny. Apparently she didn't know the meaning of stop drop and roll. Heheh."
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