Continue? or new? Also can I say that Crafter is in a relationship with Parasite? I have been keeping it like on the down low about who it was that she was in a relationship because I didn't get your permission to say who.

Ok, and I just wanted to make sure thanks. You wanna start it up again or me?

*Parasite blushes more* Parasite:Th-thanks...I often draw the people or things tat inspire me. *She laughs awkwardly, and rubs the back of her neck* Parasite:I also have more than one...(Lol just took this off the other one)

Parasite:You should, especially if you're ever stressed. And if you ever want help, or pointers you can ask me.

Parasite:Would you like a sketchbook? I have like 15 that are completely untouched.

*Parasite materializes a sketchbook with a blue cover, and white plastic covering the metal spiral that held all of the papers together, and a pencil then hands it to him* Parasite:This will be yours then.

*Parasite smiles, and gets her sketchbook. She materializes her bag of colored pencils, markers, and pens then starts to color the drawing she was working on*

*Parasite finished coloring, and starts shading*

(It's ok friend, also can I try drawing Crafter?) *Parasite finishes the draw, and pops her back due to it hurting, but only made it worse*

(Ok) *Parasite looks at him* Parasite:Anything I can get for you?

Parasite:Like ice cream? Popsicle? Some ice? A cold drink? alcohol included in that. A cold cheesecake? A cool pad thing? I keep that to help a little sometimes ;w;.

*Parasite goes to her freezer, and grabs a large bag of Popsicles then hands them to Crafter*

Parasite:...yeah...

*Parasite takes it* Parasite:Thank you. *Parasite starts to eat it, and starts to draw on another page of her sketchbook*

*Parasite continues to draw, and sucks on the popsicle because she does with any of her candy or sweets*

*Parasite's face turns red*

*Parasite screams with her mouth closed so it was muffled*

*Parasite laughs lightly with her face as red as a cherry* Parasite:I love you too.

*Parasite sucks on her popsicle again, and had an idea. She kissed and licked his neck knowing her lips and tongue would be cold*

*Parasite laughs* Parasite:I thought you liked cold.

Parasite:Sorry. *Parasite continues to suck on her popsicle, and returns to her drawing*

*Parasite tenses up, and her face turns a little more red*

Parasite:Cr-Cr-Crafter....uh, wh-why did you do that?

*Parasite blushes more, and screams with her mouth closed again* Parasite:Cr-Crafter, you ok?

*Parasite sighs, and decided to relax. She leans her back against Crafter, and was happy that she was comfortably warm. She then thought about how awkward it would be for Rose if she woke up and saw this*

*Parasite purrs, and continues to draw*

*Parasite feels a bit awkward having him watch her draw, but doesn't comment about it*

Parasite:Just what I usually do...

Parasite:What about you?

*Parasite puts her sketchbook down, and leans her head against his chest* Parasite:Sounds pretty boring.

Parasite:So he just piles work on you...? *Parasite feels bad at the thought.*

Parasite:'bad'?

Parasite:Crafter?

Parasite:I just wanna know, I won't judge you. I promise, no matter what it is.

Parasite:What is so bad that you can't tell me? I literally kill people as my job.

Parasite:Please tell me you don't cut yourself.

Parasite:Wait...you have been cutting yourself...? *Parasite feels terrible*

Parasite:But...that's not ok...I know that's not ok...Crafter why didn't you tell me...?

Parasite:What worries me more is that you wanted to hide that from me. Crafter, I'm always worried that's just life. You are the most important thing in my life, and if you are suffering I wanna help.

Parasite:Crafter has been cutting himself, and he didn't wanna tell me. *Parasite was on the verge of tears*

*Parasite holds one of Crafter's hands, and kisses it. She tries her best not to cry*

*Parasite kisses Crafter's cheek in an attempt to make him feel better*

Parasite:Why...did you start cutting...? I'm just curios...I understand if you don't wanna say though...

Parasite:I'm so sorry...*Parasite feels awful*

Parasite:Is there anything I can do for you?

Parasite:Would you like some alone time, or anything of that sort?

Parasite:Ok. *Parasite gets off of him, and sits back in her normal seat so Crafter could go to him room*

*Parasite lets out a sad sigh, and looks at Rose* Parasite:Did you ever even suspect he was cutting himself?

Parasite:Oh...Do you know which friend it was that he lost?

*Parasite heard movement up stairs* Parasite:Ok, uh give me a moment please. *Parasite teleports to the roof to see what the noise was, and sees Crafter* (Sorry I had to go make dinner!)

*Parasite lightly puts her hand on Crafter's shoulder as she changes the sky colors to make it look nicer* Parasite:You scared me for a minute, I heard movement, and I thought you were going something bad.

Parasite:Sorry for disturbing you. *Parasite starts to walk back inside*

*Parasite looks at Crafter confused* Parasite:Crafter...?

Parasite:Ok, I won't go then. *Parasite sits next to Crafter*

Parasite:And every time you come over, I will be checking you for cuts. If I can avoid you cutting yourself, I will do what needs to be done.

*Parasite wants to hug him, but doesn't wanna make him feel awkward*

*Parasite smiles, leans into his touch, and purrs*

*Parasite puffs her cheeks slightly, and looks down* Parasite:Waz so funny?

*Parasite blushes* Parasite:I don't think I'm cute...

Parasite:Because I am a worthless, and pathetic deity...even worse a monster...*Parasite felt awkward saying how she felt about herself, and leans against Crafter*

Parasite:The others would disagree...*Parasite feels bad thinking about them*