Stories from mini-hell III
This one is definitely my favorite. I've talked about my cousin and if my memory serves me correctly, I've also talked a bit about how she discovered the fic, it's a funny and tragic story. You're going to enjoy getting to know her and I'll get a few laughs out of it.
The story occurred in early August 2021. I'm sure it was the first or second of that month.
I was on vacation with my family and this time we had the opportunity to take my youngest cousin from my father's family.... My dear cousin Abraham.
On that vacation I got 440 pesos thanks to him, about 200 pesos because we did an exchange of places (since we both wanted to be at the window but I won the place) and with that I bought a Donald Duck keychain and some pens, nothing interesting, but the great thing was how I got the other 240 pesos.
We had just come back from having some tacos al pastor for dinner, but as soon as I got home I felt like going to the bathroom so I didn't waste much time and went in.
Meanwhile, my cousin had been left alone with a table and a notebook on one side, the entire contents of the notebook being protected by a single blank sheet of paper while a big fat notebook full of contents tantalized him. Abraham being himself, he couldn't hold his curiosity and the desire to cause chaos, he picked it up and opened it.
I meanwhile went about my business very calm and confident until a big question came through the door that barely let noise in and out....
"Rebecca! Is Arceus male or female?".
At that moment I knew what was going on, I came out as fast as I could from the bathroom, washed my hands and I could tell I almost came out like in the cartoons, with a piece or roll of paper on one of my feet.
I took the notebook to the trip to reread it in case it was necessary while I also did volume 2, but I never wanted Abraham to discover it, on the contrary I tried to take care of it as much as I could and he had not noticed it for a long time even when I illustrated it in his house when I went to visit him, more than hiding it because I was afraid of him it was because of what he could do by having such valuable information of my creation.
But Abraham always discovers my secrets sooner or later and there he was, with the notebook in his hands and very surprised by what his eyes were seeing. I automatically snatched the notebook from his hands and told him to leave it alone.
It wasn't a fight, it was more like a chase in which I wanted to take as much as I could while he insisted that I had genuinely caught his attention, but I didn't want to and basically we were like that:
In the end he even got my parents in the middle as they were asking why we were making so much noise as I was screaming in fear and hysteria and he was calling my mom, my evil cousin replied that he wanted to pay to read a comic book, but I didn't want to show it to him. Even my parents (obviously not knowing the context) insisted for the money and Abraham put me against the wall.
I went into our room and talked to him (taking advantage of the fact that the doors were almost silent). Abraham and I talked and I really didn't have many options, I was between accepting his money and peacefully let him read the comic or resist until he accused me with my parents, because we are both fully aware that they would be very angry with me for drawing and writing something Yaoi themed and for the +18 content.
In the end I agreed, he paid me 240 pesos (because it was the last thing he had) and at 11 or 12 at night he started reading all of volume 1 and the little he had of volume 2.
We both stayed awake until 3 or 4 AM. The tension and silence in the room was strong, as there was no good Internet, I had to distract myself with something else, in this case I started reading the first book of the Harry Potter saga.
We were both focused on what we were reading, the only thing alive in that environment were the fans and the heat. Abraham's expressions went from a cultured reader to a big comic book fan, but there was something he said while reading that I will never forget.
While I was at the part where Harry plays quiddich, Abraham was reading what would come to be the equivalent of chapter 6 of the written version. I just when I got to the part where Harry takes the snich out of his mouth and the whole audience is surprised, just at that moment my was in one of the parts of the comic that he likes the most and because of the emotion of the moment he said
"What a passionate kiss"...
Yes... Abraham said that... And I can say that hearing that right in that part of my book made me feel the same awe that the audience felt when they saw Harry win.At that moment I wanted the earth to swallow me.
And he didn't say it to annoy me, he genuinely liked that!
I just laughed after reasoning what I had just heard, we chatted for a while and went on with our business. Abraham doesn't like to read, so not being used to it, he took his time reading because he didn't want to be completely guided only by the images, but in spite of that I could see how little by little his face went from interest, emotion to worry and suffering. Abraham felt the drama little by little, it hurt him a lot in a chapter where the tension is strong and it also hurt him in his heart the betrayal; to bother him when I was getting to the part of the betrayal I left the room and calculated the considerable time to return and I entered the room again with the sad music of the end of five nights ay Freddy's 3.
Abraham suffered a lot for making a happy chapter to tense, separating the couple in such a cruel way and much later when he read volume 2 when it was already complete he hated me for making Arceus a repulsive character. But above all at that moment he reproached me for having separated Damos and Arceus, basically I had reached the worst part of any soap opera, that is when the writers make life impossible for the main characters and separate them.
We were literally like this:
Cartman/ Abraham:It's not fair! They were so happy together! They belonged to each other
Buthers/Star blue:Everything will be fine, they will find love elsewhere
Cartman/ Abraham: Of course not! It will not!. Fuck you Buthers/Rebecca, asshole!
Poor thing, she was so sad that she almost threw the notebook in my face, she wanted to but didn't because it was more her sadness than her frustration against me. Also when she finished reading she talked a lot about how great Marcus was and in fact I forgot to mention that she loved his appearances, she was thrilled and even made him laugh with the expressions I drew him and the situations he got into, plus she fell in love with his personality and charisma.It's one of the few things of my authorship that my cousin had to admit that he liked and even loved it.
It's difficult since my cousin will hardly qualify as "passable" something good of my authorship and even more if it's a Yaoi type story, so seeing how he loved, cried and beats his chest for the story and his favorite character to date is an achievement for me and his opinion is still valid to date, plus thanks to him I won 240 pesos >:).
This is without a doubt my favorite experience, because of how spontaneous, funny and tragic everything was.In fact, my cousin wanted to forcefully change the fate of the betrayal and he wanted to pay me a good amount of money to color and add backgrounds to the comic.You might think it would be easy but the comic books are simple and can barely handle all the manipulation I do with the drawings and his pens and whiteoutSo what Abraham wanted would pretty much destroy the notebook and she wasn't willing to change the betrayal part or make an alternate side for just one person, she was too busy and I could barely handle the production of the main comic on its own and I didn't want to get behind with Volume 2, so I ultimately turned it down.
I was also threatened for about two months after he betrayed me, but in the end I think he got bored of having me afraid and in the end he ended up getting bored of it and I Well, I already have all my emergency plans in case a screw comes loose and it's gossipy with my mom xD.
This is my favorite anecdote and I definitely had to tell it as part of the anniversary. It is the one that made me feel the most emotions.
