WARNINGS: yandere themes



You hummed softly to yourself as you headed to the birds' exhibit. You decided you'd mix things up and headed for the most elegant residents of the zoo: the peacock halflings.

The first peacock you came across was Epel, who was resting on a rock near the door of the enclosure. As soon as the door shut, the smallest halfling was shooting up off the rock, racing over to you in a flurry of blue feathers.

You smiled at him, "Were you waiting for me?"

"Yeah," Epel said breathlessly, "You came early!"

"I did!" you laughed, "Well, let's go find the others..."

It wasn't a hard task. The marsh was only so big. Before you knew it, you were standing in front of the biggest, tallest rock, where Vil perched, looking over the land like Mufasa from the Lion King.

"Good morning, Vil!" you said, shielding your eyes from the climbing sun as you gazed up at him.

Vil barely turned his head, looking down at you out of the corner of his eye, "Ah, you're here early."

You smiled encouragingly, "Yes, I wanted to spend some extra time with you guys today."

At your words, Epel let out a little happy noise. You wondered if you'd been neglecting the three peacocks.

Rook appeared out of a bush, making his way towards you with such grace and fluidity that you couldn't look away. He put a hand over his heart and bowed deeply to you, "What a blessing it is to see you so early."

You giggled at his noble response and said, "It's great to see you too, Rook."

Vil turned around suddenly, walking down the rock with measured, graceful steps, as if he was gliding down a runway. His eyes remained on you the entire time, making you feel small and insignificant.

Then, he smiled, and the feeling of being small evaporated. It was like he lit up the entire enclosure when he said, "We have something to give you."

Epel bobbed his head, "I almost forgot! We made somethin' for ya!"

Vil gave Epel a cold look and Epel repeated "something for you", sounding much more formal this time.

"That's so kind of you!" you gasped, "I'd be happy to see!"

The three bird halflings led you to a wooden chair, which had been covered with beautiful white flowers, woven together with vines. You blinked in surprise and confusion, "Wow! It's beautiful! You said it's for me?"

Rook grasped your hand and led you closer to the chair, "Sit."

You took a seat in the chair, realizing that it was actually very comfortable, with a velvet cushion under you.

Vil drew in close, "You have always been the most beautiful girl- but beauty can be refined."

"Huh?" you weren't sure how to react to that sentence. He thought you were beautiful? The most beautiful? Surely you had misheard.

"Crowley gave us some gifts to use on you," Epel said excitedly, brandishing a hair pin with a peacock feather on it.

Suddenly, Rook was behind you, taking the rubber band out of your hair and brushing it. Vil swooped down on you, makeup brush in hand. Epel slid gloves onto your hands and put a pearl necklace around your neck when he had the chance between Vil's treatment.

Before you knew it, a mirror was in front of you. The drastic contrast between your beautifully made up face, the necklace, and your braided hair versus your dusty zoo uniform was almost comical.

"Get in this," Rook urged, handing over a beautiful but old-fashioned dress.

"There's nowhere for me to change," you pointed out.

"We won't look," he replied, clicking his tongue. He and the other two men turned around.

You quickly changed, the new dress weighing you down. It was surprisingly heavy. You sat back down in the chair, "I'm dressed."

The sound of metal hitting metal clanged through your ears. Suddenly, you couldn't move your wrists. You looked down just in time to watch cuffs closing around your ankles. "What's happening?"

"There, parfaite," Rook murmured softly as he circled you like a shark. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

The cuffs chaining you to the chair were so dainty and elegant, they could almost pass for bracelets and anklets. You tugged, testing the cuffs, but they wouldn't give. Your heart began to pound in your chest.

"What's happening?" you repeated, voice weak. You glanced at Epel, expecting him to tell you it was just a prank.

Instead, the smallest peacock knelt down and adjusted the hem of your dress so that it concealed the restraints. When he had successfully moved the fabric to his satisfaction, he softly said, "Don't be scared. We're just makin' sure you don't run away."

Vil smiled down at you.

"Beauty, refined. Now, you're perfect."