see the devil don't mean to be evil~ (closed)

(I'm not! I just thought you two were having too much fun to interrupt.)

(Don't be afraid to interrupt! I just make these in my free time aha I wouldn't be upset at all)

(Okay, I'll post something soon.)

(<3)

(I made another in the meantime oops)

(I do lol)

(I'll put this here lol)

Pitch glanced over at his sister and then huffed, storming over to his father's side. "You gotta let us go!" He insisted, firmly crossing his arms. "I don't know why dad wants us to leave, but he wouldn't be so upset if it wasn't important, so just let us leave! Dad's the boss of you anyway, so you gotta listen to him."

"I don't know what lead you to believe in the idea that my Dark Lord is in any way in charge of me. I simply have a professional respect for him, is all." but professional respect was said in a way that implied something more. Possibly even an affection, but Uktakt waved the idea away and marched forward. "I will not leave without my children." he growled.

"Well, I don't care!" Pitch insisted. "We're leaving and you can't stop us!" He turned and started trying to run, although he obviously had no chance of outrunning Nunan. Leaving the underworld was obviously very important to Uktakt, so Pitch would do whatever he could to escape, even if he got hurt in the process.
(You guys always have permission to hurt my characters by the way lol 👀)

This post goes out to everyone who forgot about Pitch's severe astrophobia 😎

(I feel like he's gonna have a breakdown the first time someone catches him freaking out about a storm-)

(Sophie, immediately there with sound-cancelling headphones and hot cocoa: Take these, and do you need a hug)

(He would probably scream at her to go away at first but then she'd hug him and he's like-
O h
And then he just will not let go. She's stuck with him clinging to her until morning lmao)

(Eyo, mama Sophie making an appearance-)

(He would probably scream at her to go away at first but then she'd hug him and he's like-
O h
And then he just will not let go. She's stuck with him clinging to her until morning lmao)

Uktakt would walk in and put a blanket over them, and sit nearby and just hand Pitch candy until he calmed down some more.

(You're allowed to let Nunan hurt Pitch if you want by the way aha)

Sierra watched her brother with wide eyes, internally praying that he wouldn't get hurt.

"Let us leave, Nunan," Sierra demanded. She might have been small, but she had a very powerful voice and presence. She probably inherited that from her father.

"I can't do that, kid." Nunan looked… sad. They grabbed on to Pitch by the collar and moved him back beside Uktakt, sighing. "Look, if one of you fights me, and wins, I'll let you go. But be quick, once I recover I will not show any mercy on you." they said seriously. Uktakt took out his sword from the bag of wonders, and got into position.

"If anything happens, run back to the palace." Uktakt said softly, and with that, he charged.

(You're allowed to let Nunan hurt Pitch if you want by the way aha)

(Eh, I might, I might not.)

Pitch huffed a bit when he was grabbed and turned to Nunan, holding his fists up as he looked up at them. He knew he had no chance at winning, but he wasn't about to act like he'd already lost. He stopped when his father ran forward though, clearly not wanting to get in the way.

(Pitch is smol and angy and I love him for it.)

(He wants to fight someone lmao)

Uktakt fought, hard, and eventually, he won. Nunan's head flew across the dead grass, and Uktakt promptly grabbed his children and sped past the gates. He could see Nunan in the distance, slowly gathering themself and getting their head back on their shoulders, standing up and preparing to chase them. He could never outrun them, but as it turned out, he didn't have to. They just stayed, there, watched, crying and waving them away, a sign of good luck and good fortune. Hmm, maybe Nunan wasn't so bad after all.

Pitch grinned when his father knocked off Nunan's head, cheering him on eagerly. "Yeah! Go dad! Let's go-" He got cut off when Uktakt grabbed him, stumbling and only narrowly avoiding falling over as he was dragged along. "Hey! Slow down!" He yelled. "You're gonna rip my arm off!"

"We need to go, before Nunan changes their mind about letting us free. Now hold onto me." he said, stopping briefly to let Pitch and Sierra climb onto his back, where raven's wings had promptly sprouted and spread out for flight. "Hold on tight, and don't let go until you see green grass." he said.