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Veronica and Just Joe
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Just Joe
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Jun 06, 2013 02:14PM

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It was getting dark outside. Shetan looked out the window. "What do you want to do?"
Shetan sat up. "I'm hungry, too."
Shetan followed her in, quickly grabbing a blood bag and draining it down.
The ghosts gave her some food after they finished preparing it. Shetan stood near her.
Shetan moved over and sat beside her.
"What do you want to do next?" Shetan slipped his arm around her.
"Want to go up in the attic?"
"My piano and organ that I play."
Shetan stood up from the couch and took her upstairs, holding her hand.
As they walked down the hallways upstairs, they came to a trap door in the ceiling. Shetan reached up and opened it. Then he suddenly swept her up into his arms, smirking, before he lifted her up to the open door. "Crawl up, and you'll be in the attic."

Shetan then jumped up, like a vampire would, into the attic. He looked around the rather dark and scary attic and saw the piano and organ.
"I just play them like a human would...with my hands. But I can make them go by themselves."
"I have a natural talent. That's it."
Shetan smirked and sat in front of the piano first. He began to play a classical piece that had some fast parts, or least parts that required a person to be ready all the time for each note.

Shetan smirked, and soon he finished.

Shetan smirked. "Well, then, here goes." He began to teach her how to play the piano, telling her the basics, and soon he was teaching her how to play the song he just played.
Shetan was impressed but not too terribly surprised. After all, she was part fairy.
"You sure learn fast. But, of course, you are partially a fairy."

Shetan taught her another classical piece.
Shetan smiled as he noticed how fast she was learning this one as well.
As they finished, Shetan smiled.
Shetan put his arm around her. "I love having fun with you."
"And I love you," Shetan murmured.
Shetan hugged her for a while.
"Well..." Then Aunt Judy called up to Shetan from where she was standing underneath the trap door. "Shetan, it's time."
"Time for what?"
"Your mother's funeral." There was sadness in her voice.
"Oh...." Shetan said sadly. "We're coming then."
"Time for what?"
"Your mother's funeral." There was sadness in her voice.
"Oh...." Shetan said sadly. "We're coming then."