Oh, dear. Heh, I'm going crazy. I've fallen madly in love with Mister Umbrella in the Sky. I knew I shouldn't have shared that with him, it got him all crazy. His eyes were dancing with passion and curiosity. The emerald color was shining more than ever now.
Then again, aye, where is my mind going? No stopping an apocalypse so romance shouldn't even be occurring to my head. We are stuck here for eternity, this isn't supposed to be the moment of realization.
It should have been when he roped the moon for me. When I felt my face getting warm, I should have told him how strange I felt. Then, we'd be up there, nice and safe. I didn't say anything, and I should have. In my bed, nice and warm, wrapped up in his arms.
Mister Umbrella touched my side gently. "I have no idea what an apocalypse is like. I have seen those dreadful movies with zombies and people in gas masks with fire burning all around. I don't know if it will be like that, or if it will be simpler."
"Just because he captured me? I mean, it won't start right away," I countered. "Right?"
He shrugged. "It could be a year. It could be a hundred. It shall eventually come. I hope that for your loved ones sake it is farther away. I suspect since those that see into the third level can't see fit to release you, that it is a distance away."
"I hope so." I crossed my arms, trying to forget the feel of his arms around me. Hey, I've got fire and brimstone all around me, having someone to actually hold me would feel nice. Oh, who am I kidding? I already admitted I loved him. I know he loves me.
So, why are we standing around talking about how far away the apocalypse could be? The Boogeyman will eventually come back to torment me, and Mister Umbrella won't be able to stop him every time.
That's right. I would eventually get taken away again. I knew it. He probably knew it too. "You never know."
"Never know what?" he asked. "When it will come?"
"No, that maybe when the time gets closer the future seeing guys will change their mind," I answered. "Maybe they'll take us out to save everything."
"A strong maybe." He smirked at me. "Well then, dear, what do you believe we should do?"
Oh, he was laying it all down. I should say something like 'don't give up hope', but I really didn't believe that. It wasn't the kind of luck I had. The best thing I ever had was Mister Umbrella. For all I knew, The Boogeyman could take me away and make me forget everything again. I could become a shell of my former self. "Not think about consequences." I met him eye to eye.
"Live in the moment, for it could be gone soon." He reached his arm completely around me, and I reciprocated. I leaned into his chest as we kissed. For a moment, a brief moment, I felt like I was floating in air with him. The way it should have been.
I didn't want that moment to end. I closed my eyes. I didn't feel the warmth of the fire around me, only the cool spring time embrace of him.
"You are so soft. Your clothing, and your skin. You are a soft cherry cookie," Mister Umbrella said to me. "Close your eyes again, Jewelsy. Can you picture the clouds around us?"
I closed my eyes again and sighed into his chest. I could have sworn we were floating again.
"Do you dance, Jewelsy?"
"Not really."
"Neither do I. Let's make it up."
I felt him spin me out and grab my hand, bringing me back. I continued to keep my eyes closed because I had a feeling I was floating, and I didn't want to fall. I heard a romantic song that I'd never heard before with delicate beats all around me like a real symphony.
We made up the dance moves with the beats, each of us no better at knowing than the other. We felt out our moves and enjoyed each other in the process. This was almost the perfect way to go out.
Celebrating the end with a dance. Mister Umbrella held me tightly in an embrace, this time not spinning me out. I sensed it too.
"If you are taken again, I will do my best to break through The Boogeyman's illusion," he said to me. "I promise, I will do my best."
He couldn't guarantee I wouldn't be taken though. It was his nice way of saying that. Our destiny, it could be like those demon seers we saw in the pit. That was our future. Sooner or later. I never saw one normal selective seer down there in that whole time except me and Mister Umbrella. It was obvious what would happen. "Tell me. We are going to end up like the others in the pit, aren't we?"
"Just stay positive," he said to me. "Not for judgment, but for life. Stay positive and we will be fine."
Yep, we were done for. I bet this would be our last and only dance we ever had.
"Your spirits are sinking."
"How can I stay positive here?"
"You have to. A goal." He brought me closer to him. "I want to be with you, in this form. All of your peculiarities intact. If you stay positive, then I will stay positive. I will not change either." Planting a few kisses on my neck, he moved up to my ear. "Can you do this?"
I would try. I didn't want anything to change Mister Umbrella in the Sky. His nature, it was so unique. His smile, his whimsical attitude. I never wanted him to change. Someone like me didn't deserve such a wonderful man, and I couldn't allow this place to change him. "I will try as hard as I can. I promise."
"I promise. Those are some heavy words," he said to me. "I promise as well. I promise by my love of the skies in the blue dimension that I will do what I can to stay me." He brushed my hair tenderly.
"We can promise to try, but we can't promise that it won't happen."
Mister Umbrella placed a kiss on my forehead. A way of telling me I was right. I hugged him tightly. "I never want to let go."
"Then, don't." He tipped me to the side gently and kissed me more passionately than he ever had before. I could feel the urgency behind it and I felt my feet lift from the ground.
"You are a selective seer, red or blue." Mister Umbrella smiled at me. "Don't be afraid, you can't fall." He tried to move slightly away.
I had been floating, but I didn't know how I was doing it.
"Jewelsy. You're nice. Decent. Pretty. Beautiful. Gorgeous?" He fished for the right words but simply fumbled. I knew what he meant though. I didn't move, a little nervous about falling, so he came closer again. As soon as he was near enough, I grabbed his tie and brought him over for a crushing kiss. If he even knew how many times I had written Mrs. Umbrella in the Sky, he'd probably laugh. It wasn't just one random occurrence. I'd been doing it almost my whole life. Some of them even had hearts with arrows running through them.
I felt him spin me around. I wanted to fly with him.
Mister Umbrella floated back down with me. I held my hand out to him, ready to continue our stroll. However, our luck would not be so.
That moment of playful bliss. I savored it before I lost her again. Grabbed by her feet, monstrous hands didn't hide themselves. She screamed like before, and I tried to grab her hand as before.
I now had to find her all over again. A part of me felt absolutely miserable. Immediately after our lovely moment together, getting to know my future Mrs. Umbrella in the Sky, she had to be taken into his nightmare again. Somewhere among the fire and brimstone, Jewelsy would be suffering again. I lifted my head and began to run.
If this happened every day for the rest of my time, then so be it! I was not going to ever leave Jewelsy with The Boogeyman. Never.