Chapter 133 Chapter 133
“Oh,” he replied before his expression turned cocky. A teasing gleam lit up his blue eyes. “Didn’t you want a romantic date? I thought we should start early.”
Flushing and slightly overwhelmed by the demon’s boldness, Valerie fidgeted with her hands. She was flattered and impressed since he normally was anything but a gentleman, though it seemed like Vaughn’s taunts had made him change his mind a bit.
“Thank you,” she said and sat down, picking some of the freshly made pancakes for herself. They were still warm and tasted heavenly. He was good at cooking, and she was always happy to try his dishes.
Resting his chin on his hand, he watched her eat with a satisfied grin. “Is it good?”
“Yes,” she answered. “You should do this more often.”
“If you beg for it,” he smirked and winked.
“You wish.”
He shrugged. “It was worth a try.”
“I take it back, you’re not a gentleman,” she mumbled under her breath, but he heard her anyway.
“What are you talking about? I never said I was.”
“Forget it.”
They met Esther and Vaughn at the entrance to the amusement park. The couple was in a great mood and looking forward to the rollercoasters and other attractions that the park had to offer.
“Hello, you two.” Valerie smiled. “Have you been waiting long?”
“No, we just arrived,” Esther answered. “Let’s go inside.”
They paid at the entrance and walked into the park that was already filled with people of all ages, wanting to spend the day there. It was loud and colorful, the smell of sweet candy hanging in the air since various food stalls were nearby. Rollercoasters rose over the other buildings, and the excited screams of people reached her ears. Valerie was beaming, knowing already that this would be a great day.
She linked her hand with Maxwell’s, who looked slightly less convinced and shot annoyed glances towards the many humans around him. Whenever one of them got too close, he would scowl and literally make them back off with only his glower. Valerie’s lips twitched in amusement, seeing that. It seemed like she was the only human he didn’t mind being close to.
“Maxwell, today is supposed to be fun; you should smile.” she suggested.
“Yeah, I get it.”
“I told you that dates with him suck,” Vaughn chimed in. “He is just a grumpy demon after all.”
“Vaughn, you'd better shut up,” Maxwell retorted and icily glared at him.
“I swear, they are like fire and water,” Esther whispered to Valerie, who grinned in response.
“It’s true—they just can’t stop bickering.”
“Want to choose one of the rides now?” Esther asked, and Valerie nodded, letting her eyes move over the attractions nearby. Her gaze got stuck on the haunted house that was nestled between a colorful candy shop and a ride for children. It stuck out since it was entirely black, with cracked windows and a creepy ghost hovering over the doors.
“The haunted house looks interesting,” she said.
“Alright, then we’re doing that first,” Esther smirked. “Vaughn, Maxwell, are you coming?”
The two demons got distracted from their argument and glanced at the women, wondering what was going on.
Esther smiled. “Come with us, please. We want to visit the haunted house over there.”
They stopped arguing altogether and decided to accompany their girlfriends instead. As they walked towards the eerily decorated building, Maxwell snorted. “Are you kidding, Valerie? You want to go in there? That looks so lame.”
“No, it’s going to be thrilling,” she replied poutily. “Just you wait.”
He sighed but didn’t complain anymore, following her inside. Vaughn and Esther went in first, while Maxwell and Valerie had to wait for a few minutes, during which Maxwell kept sneering at the overdramatic decoration in the haunted house. It was filled with puppets that were designed to resemble vampires, demons, zombies, and even witches, but of course, they looked ridiculous to him.
When they were allowed to enter, Valerie excitedly walked ahead and glanced around curiously. They were in a dim hallway with old paintings hanging on the walls—and she got a little scared when she noticed that the eyes of the people depicted on them were actually moving. Other than her, Maxwell didn’t grace them with his attention, shoving his hands in his pockets in boredom and following her like a silent shadow.
At the end of the hallway, they reached a room with a creepy ghoul murder scene, fake blood bathing the puppets standing in the darkness. The light barely reached them and made them look frightening to her.
“Ridiculous,” Maxwell said and rolled his eyes. “Everybody knows that ghouls don’t look like that. In fact, they don’t even like to eat human brain. This is bullshit.”
She awkwardly cleared her throat and shuddered. “T-Thank you for clarifying,” she stuttered. “But I did not want to know that.”
He chuckled, seeing her freaked-out expression, and they walked on to the next room. Valerie got a huge scare when a skeleton suddenly fell from the ceiling right in front of her. She quickly hid behind his back and peered over his shoulder at the thing.
“Valerie, are you serious right now? This is made of plastic,” he nagged. “They could have at least used real ones. That would have been funnier.”
She opened her mouth and closed it again, speechless at what he just said. “Funny?” she stuttered. “This isn’t even supposed to be funny, you weirdo! And why would a real skeleton ever be funny?”
“You don’t get it,” he sighed and shook his head.
“No, I don’t.”
Maxwell took her hand and tugged her after him. “Come on, this is boring, I want to do something else.” They walked through the rest of the haunted house with quick steps. He didn’t flinch at any of the scares, didn’t care about the frightening ghosts that appeared in mirrors, and didn’t even care about the creepy hands that reached out to their ankles. However, his boredom faded when he observed Valerie, who got scared too easily, and he ended up laughing quietly.