Oct 19
6:00pm

[ Unknown ]

Unknown
hello balladeer, nice to talk to you once again

Scaramouche
how'd you get my number you icy bitch

Unknown
you should already know how

Scaramouche
ah so dottore is still your minion

Unknown
I consider him as a friend

something you're probably unfamiliar with

Scaramouche
shut the fuck up

what do you want

Unknown
I just want to let you know, I've spoken to y/n already

Scaramouche
what?

Unknown
I found them quite amusing

I can see why you like her

Scaramouche

Unknown
I've been thinking of visiting her

Scaramouche
don't you fucking even think about it

Unknown
too late, we're already at her house

Scaramouche
why the fuck are you involving her when your problem is with me tsaritsa

Unknown
thats simple

for revenge

maybe this'll make you think thoroughly next time before laying a hand on me

Scaramouche
you asshole

Unknown
that's all I wanted to say

ill go enjoy my time with y/n now

Scaramouche
don't you dare

tsaritsa

answer me you hoe

if you hurt her ill kill you this time

I mean it

FUCKING

Delivered at 6:08pm

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Oct 19
6:12pm

You heard the doorbell ring which immediately caught your attention. You cautiously approached the door and peeked out to see who it was from the window on the top of your door. You saw two people, one was a female and one was a male.

The female had long white hair, and pale grey eyes. She was wearing a long blue blouse that was roughly tucked into her white skirt and long brown boots. She was wearing red lipstick and her skin was pale white. She seemed to be much taller than you. You also found her much more attractive than you.

The male on the other hand, had blue curly hair, sharp red eyes, and a peculiar mask that was covering most of his face. He was wearing a white suit. And he was also fairly handsome.

"Who the hell are they? And why are they so good looking?" you stopped peaking out and leaned your back against the door. Then you remembered what Scaramouche had told you earlier. "Wait, isn't Dottore the one with blue curly hair?"

The doorbell rang again. You weren't sure whether opening the door was a good idea or not and the fact that they knew your address was itself worrying. However, it didn't look like they'd leave till you opened the door. So seeing no other choice, you opened it.

The woman's eyes met with yours and a wide smile appeared on her face. "Ah hello y/n," she reached her hand to you, offering a handshake. You awkwardly shook her hand. "Why are you here? How did you even know I live here?" you asked.

She then turned to face Dottore, who was standing behind her. "He's good at what he does," she let out a soft chuckle and Dottore shrugged his shoulders with a smug face.

"You didn't answer my previous question though. Why are you here?" you repeated, narrowing your eyes towards her in suspicion. Scaramouche told you not to trust these two and avoid them, but right now, you couldn't avoid them.

"I wanted to meet Scaramouche's friend, that's all," she answered with a gentle smile. Her soft voice made you feel uneasy. Like she was forcing herself to be kind to you.

"Why?" you backed away a little, putting your hand behind the door in case you needed to close it. "Because I like you," she put on yet another fake smile.

"Uh what?" you stood there, befuddled.

Dottore put his hand on the Tsaritsa's shoulder. "You're taking too much time m'lady, why don't we hurry this up?" he smirked. 'Hurry this up?'

The Tsaritsa exhaled. "Fine. He should be here soon anyways."

"Who?" you asked, still completely dumbfounded. The Tsaritsa faced you and smiled. Before you could say anything more, she quickly pushed you inside. "What the-" she pushed you against the wall, pressing hard against your chest which made you cough. You couldn't move. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I just need him to come here," she smiled.

You tried resisting but her physical strength was far greater than yours. You normally didn't get angry at random strangers you just met, but this pissed you off. "Let go of me," you ordered sternly.

"Tsk calm down lady, we want your little friend, not you," Dottore crossed his arms and faced outside, like he was looking for someone. Your mind was wandering, looking for a way to get out of this situation.

You saw Dottore approach you and the Tsaritsa, "he's here~" he excitedly announced. Your eyes shifted towards the door. And soon, a small and very angry individual appeared.

"Don't you dare fucking hurt y/n," Scaramouche furiously glared at the two of them. He was slightly panting since he had run all the way here. He was wearing a magenta hoodie and black shorts, along with dark gray sneakers that had a tint of red.

"Ha so you came," Dottore chuckled.

"Shut up, I'm talking to the Tsaritsa right now," he walked up to the door and tilted his head sideways to the right while crossing his arms. "So this was your plan?" he asked her, irritated.

The Tsaritsa maliciously grinned. "I only came back for revenge, my dear. You didn't think I'd let you live so peacefully after what you did, did you?"

Scaramouche instantly started laughing hysterically after what she said. "Ha revenge? What revenge? Are you stupid?"

Her smile soon turned into a frown, and she furrowed her eyebrows in anger. The Tsaritsa turned to look at you and you stared back at her. "If you value y/n's life, you'll do as I say," she shifted her eyes back to Scaramouche.

"Hm? And what do you want me to do?" He shifted his body leftwards, leaning on the door.

"Leave Teyvat High and cut ties with everyone. Isolate yourself again for being the psycho you are." You were surprised by her harsh order.

"And if I refuse? You'll kill y/n and risk getting arrested? Is that really worth it?" he didn't seem intimidated by her demand at all.

"What do you mean arrested? Dottore can easily cover this up for me," she assured with a confident smile.

Scaramouche knew that was true. She could easily get away with murder because of both Dottore and her parents.

"So what will you do? I wonder if you'll resort to violence again," and that made Scaramouche realize that she wanted you to see his psychotic side. His eyes widened and he clenched his fists.

You watched silently, your heart was racing. You didn't understand what was going on or why she was doing this. But you did know one thing: you needed to escape her grasp if you wanted to get Scaramouche out of this mess.

So you did the only thing that came to mind, and that was biting her arm hard enough for her to let go of you. "ACK," the Tsaritsa quickly backed away from you and held her arm that you had just bit. "Are you insane!?" she yelled, tightly gripping on her arm to lessen the pain.

"Run y/n," Scaramouche instructed and seeing that this was the perfect opportunity to flee, you did as he said.

Dottore ran towards you and tried grabbing you but you kicked his cock. "FUCKING LITTLE" he winced in pain, falling onto the ground. "That's what you get for trying to kill me, you bastard," you spat on his face.

Scaramouche grabbed your hand in urgency. "Let's go now," he shouted as he dragged you outside, forcing you to run with him.

"Where are we going??" you asked while running. "I'll tell you later, we need to hurry," Scaramouche occasionally looked backwards while running to see if you two were being followed. But it didn't seem like you were. Perhaps the two decided to let you go for now.

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You arrived at an unfamiliar house. It was a large house, sort of like a mansion. Your eyes widened as you approached it.

"I- is this your house??" you asked.

Scaramouche brought you to the front door. "Not mine, Baal's," he said while ringing the doorbell.

"Holy shit, will I meet Baal now?" you asked, excitedly. He dramatically sighed and nodded his head while rolling his eyes.

Someone opened the door, and your eyes instantly shifted there to see who it was. It was a tall, beautiful lady. She had lavishly long, dark purple hair with streaks of a lighter shade of purple. Her bright magenta eyes met with yours. "Ma'am, you are gorgeous," is the first thing that came out of your mouth when you saw her.

Scaramouche facepalmed himself and Baal stared at you, confused. "Oh uh thank you? You must be y/n, Scaramouche has told me lots about you," she gently smiled.

"No the fuck I haven't," he crossed his arms and Baal rolled her eyes. "LOL," you awkwardly exclaimed.

They both looked at you, concerned. "We aren't texting y/n," Scaramouche raised a brow. "Shut up hahhahah," you nervously pulled downwards on your hoodie

"Come inside y/n," Baal smiled at you. Once you entered, she turned around and looked at Scaramouche who was still waiting for her to ask him to come inside. "You can come in too, I guess," she said. "I was going to anyway," Scaramouche walked inside, still having his arms crossed. "Sure."

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Some hours passed and the three of you were spending your time chatting in the main living room.

"I should go now, I have work soon," Baal announced, getting up from the couch.

"Aw bye scara's mommy," you waved your hand at her. "Farewell y/n." This time, she decided to ignore the fact that you called her "scara's mommy."

"Bye hag," Scaramouche remarked. Baal approached him and ruffled his hair, "don't do anything stupid while I'm gone you twink," she warned. "Yeah yeah," he rolled his eyes.

Once Baal left, Scaramouche faced you. He looked dead serious. "Did you answer the Tsaritsa's texts? Is that how she found you?" he asked.

Sudden realization hit you when you remembered answering her text not too long ago. You facepalmed yourself. "So that's how she found me, I am such a dumbass."

"You idiot, I told you to be careful," Scaramouche wasn't pleased with your naivety. "I know I know, sorry. I forgor'd," you tried joking it off but it didn't have any effect on Scaramouche. He still looked vastly upset.

"Next time, why don't you listen to me?" he suggested, but it was more like an order rather than a suggestion. "Fine," you frowned, agreeing that this whole thing was pretty much your fault.

Seeing you frown, he sighed and rubbed his neck. "But uh you did a good job back there," he mumbled. "Huh?"

"Y'know, biting her to escape. That was... an interesting idea," he coughed.

"Hahahahahaha I totally forgot about that, someone kill me," you facepalmed yourself again but harder this time.

"You seem to be very good at biting," he smirked.

"HUH?" you stood up. "You kinky little shit," you commented, being flustered by his unexpected remark.

"Why do you think I meant it that way?" he grinned harder.

"UH CUZ," being left speechless, you mumbled a bunch of gibberish to yourself.

"I'm kidding, you can calm down," that somewhat put you at ease but it was still embarrassing that he had exposed you.

The atmosphere went silent after that. You felt the awkwardness surrounding you.

"Y/n," Scaramouche suddenly called. He shifted his eyes away from you and exhaled.

"Hm?" you looked at him.

"Date me."