《Re: Legion (Indefinite Hiatus)》Side: Pitfull Sloth and superior Diligence
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*Thump*
"Aouch..."
*THUMP*
"Tsk..." Sloth moves his head away and continues to sleep. Files of paper rolled together, fall on the floor...
*WHACK*
Sloth jumps up the moment he notices something wrong, just in a moment to see a whip hitting just where his head was a secound ago.
"WHAT THE FUCK!? Are you insane!? Using a whip on your own employee!?" Shouted startled and scared Sloth.
"Hooh... So you still remember, that your my employee, huh?" Cold voice of his sister, God Diligence resounds coldly and without emotion. "You still do remember that you have any work at all, only thanks to me, right?"
"Um... Actual"Right?"" Diligence interferes. Scared Sloth instantly shuts his mouth, after all he is her brother. He knew the best, what was she capable of if angered... Just like now.
"So?" Diligence asks again.
"Y-Yes! O-Of course it's thanks to you!"
"If so them why are you sleeping? Care to explain?" With tone getting colder, and colder she pressured Sloth. "I believe that you won't use an excuse such as 'I wanted to continue my duties as a Sloth deity...' right?"
"Umm... You see. Actually I have a very, very good reason to sleep..." Meekly replied Sloth.
"Hooh?"
"I-It's actually Morfeus's falt! I-I'm telling you! He told me to sleep, so that he can correct my behavior! Y-Yes that's it, to correct my behavior it is!"
"Really?" Inquired his sister.
"Y-Yes! It's the truth!" Stuttered Sloth.
"Hah... you just needed to tell me that, brother.After all, I won't punish the innocient, I mean Justice, would be annoying to deal with..." Complained his, now sweet and heavenly little sister.
"So regarding Morfeus's punishment, what do you think is better: 10k lashes, or maybe a lighter one, like burnt be phoenix fire for an year non-stop? Huh?" Diligence, maybe not so sweet mother to god Cruelty asked for advice from her brother.
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"I-I think I'll leave it to you..." Meekly said, now meek, with face of mixture of green and blue Sloth.
"Eeh? Hmm... I'll think about it later. Bye Big Brother!" Shouting that, Diligence run of, while muttering some scary, and nauseating things.
"...Morfeus... I'm sorry, I'll pray for you to survive this ordeal..." Ashamed and rejoycing Sloth regreted, pulling his best friend into such a deep shit, even throught he was innocent.
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