MittyMittens
Bumblebee Therapist
Aoife is the daughter of a man with a serious gambling problem. He’s a sweet man, always doting on Aoife with her favorite books and rare flowers, but he’s up to his ears in debt after borrowing money from the wrong people. One afternoon, Aoife’s father is confronted by Kai, the ruthless crime boss of the city. Few people have ever seen B’s face, as his henchmen usually do his dirty work, but everyone knows his name and cowers in fear appropriately. Aoife’s father owes Kai a considerable debt, which he cannot pay. Rather than kill the man, Kai offers a trade – the man’s beautiful daughter in exchange for the forgiveness of his financial debts. He has one night to make this deal happen or Kai will come for him. When Aoife’s father explains the predicament to her, she is willing to go, as long as it ensures the safety of her family and her father promises to put an end to his troublesome gambling habits. Aoife moves in to Kai’s mansion outside of town the following day.
"You what!?" Aoife exclaims at her father who was kneeling in front of her with her hands in his. "What do you mean you want me to go live with a stranger?"
"Please Aoife. You know I wouldn't be asking this of you if there was any other way. He'll kill me otherwise...."
"Well then kill him first! I mean who takes a person as payment. I'm not some piece of jewelry to be passed around"
"You don't understand Aoife. He's not just any man, he basically runs this city. You don't just go up and kill this man..." He watches as Aoife snatches her hands away and paces the room angerly before stopping sharply and glaring straight down at him.
"You know what? Fine! I'll go. But only to make you realize what a stupid habit you're developed and how ridiculous and out of control it's gotten! Don't make me do this for nothing" She makes her way to her room, packing her things while muttering angerly under her breath.
The next morning after saying goodbye to her father she finds herself being dropped off in front of a large mansion. She nearly drops one of her suitcases at seeing the place. One was full of clothes she'd be needing, and the other two with books. Books were the only escape she had from living the life of keeping on her father in an attempt to keep him out of situations like this. Obviously it appeared as if she wasn't very good at that. She closes her mouth after some of the shock subdued, she had expected some fancy suburban house at the most not an imposing, overwhelmingly dripping with wealth Victorian mansion.. She looks back at the taxi driver to ask if he was serious before seeing that he had already drove off and sighs angerly, blowing some hair of her face as she makes the trek to the large door.
She walked glacially slow, in no rush to meet the man who thought of her no more than compensation for a debt. Noticing the outside, she couldn't help but admire the taste of the place, the lawn was well manicured and the gardens were divine. She pauses for a moment to stare at the blue roses, a rare sight indeed, tempting to pick a few but she didn't dare. Her gaze moves to a large fountain, decorated with stone cherubs. She wasn't a fan of cherubs, they creeped her out slightly. Though children in general tended to make her uneasy, let alone naked ones with wings. Though she couldn't deny it was a lovely piece of art, and no doubt expensive. She reluctantly turns her gaze back to the house, noticing light bouncing against stained glass windows and frowns a bit as she comes back to reality. Apparently this man liked to show off his wealth, which irked her. Money always put a bitter taste in her mouth, mostly due to growing up with a father who was greedily after it just to lose it. Possessions meant nothing to her, it was the character of a person and the way they treated others that made her like a person or not. She stares at the large imposing door for a good five minutes before taking a deep breath and knocks upon it, waiting to see what she would find on the inside.
"You what!?" Aoife exclaims at her father who was kneeling in front of her with her hands in his. "What do you mean you want me to go live with a stranger?"
"Please Aoife. You know I wouldn't be asking this of you if there was any other way. He'll kill me otherwise...."
"Well then kill him first! I mean who takes a person as payment. I'm not some piece of jewelry to be passed around"
"You don't understand Aoife. He's not just any man, he basically runs this city. You don't just go up and kill this man..." He watches as Aoife snatches her hands away and paces the room angerly before stopping sharply and glaring straight down at him.
"You know what? Fine! I'll go. But only to make you realize what a stupid habit you're developed and how ridiculous and out of control it's gotten! Don't make me do this for nothing" She makes her way to her room, packing her things while muttering angerly under her breath.
The next morning after saying goodbye to her father she finds herself being dropped off in front of a large mansion. She nearly drops one of her suitcases at seeing the place. One was full of clothes she'd be needing, and the other two with books. Books were the only escape she had from living the life of keeping on her father in an attempt to keep him out of situations like this. Obviously it appeared as if she wasn't very good at that. She closes her mouth after some of the shock subdued, she had expected some fancy suburban house at the most not an imposing, overwhelmingly dripping with wealth Victorian mansion.. She looks back at the taxi driver to ask if he was serious before seeing that he had already drove off and sighs angerly, blowing some hair of her face as she makes the trek to the large door.
She walked glacially slow, in no rush to meet the man who thought of her no more than compensation for a debt. Noticing the outside, she couldn't help but admire the taste of the place, the lawn was well manicured and the gardens were divine. She pauses for a moment to stare at the blue roses, a rare sight indeed, tempting to pick a few but she didn't dare. Her gaze moves to a large fountain, decorated with stone cherubs. She wasn't a fan of cherubs, they creeped her out slightly. Though children in general tended to make her uneasy, let alone naked ones with wings. Though she couldn't deny it was a lovely piece of art, and no doubt expensive. She reluctantly turns her gaze back to the house, noticing light bouncing against stained glass windows and frowns a bit as she comes back to reality. Apparently this man liked to show off his wealth, which irked her. Money always put a bitter taste in her mouth, mostly due to growing up with a father who was greedily after it just to lose it. Possessions meant nothing to her, it was the character of a person and the way they treated others that made her like a person or not. She stares at the large imposing door for a good five minutes before taking a deep breath and knocks upon it, waiting to see what she would find on the inside.