No joke, military, vehicle, fnaf, op, or Bambi ocs. Powers are fine. Straight/bi girls please

Bella: ah! *accidentally falls or in the chair* ow...

(oki)
-it doesn't stop-

Bella: what the?..

???: sorry i forgot you were there... *the voice sounds like a child, no older then 8 or 9*

Bella: why are you here?..

???: well, i overslept and messed up his breakfast

over*

Justus: uh

Bella: that smarted... anyway why am I here?..

Justus: you don't need to know, my deat

Bella: what do you mean dear?!

Justus: what do you think I mean

Bella: I don't even know you!

Justus: and?

Bella: *annoyed*

Justus: you're so cute when you're mad

Bella: *blushes a little* -_-

mean by*

Justus:*smiles"

Bella: *quiet*

Justus: I have to go check something quick

Bella: ok..

Justus:*leaves*

Bella: *sighs*

-a few minutes later you hear sobbing-

Bella: ?..
(She's still fallen over in the chair)

(oop)
-it gets louder-

Bella: *confused*
(Also she has natural dark green hair)

*Akumu’s first instinct is to jerk away from him, knocking the chair over with her still on it*
Akumu: Ah! Hylia-damnit!

Justus:*picks the chair back up* good morning

Akumu: Where the hell am I?!

Justus: my house

Akumu: ...do you have any idea how little that narrows it down?

Justus: it's not like you need to know anyway

Akumu: You've kidnapped me. I think i have the right to know at least where in the world I am. For all i know, you've brought me to the Twilight Realm.

Justus: you're in xanorith

Akumu: uh- bless you?

Justus: I didn't sneeze, that's the name of the country you're currently in

Akumu: ...So you've brought me to a foreign country.

(also the x is pronounced like a z

(k)

Justus: well, then stop struggling

Akumu: Sorry for not wanting to loose my hands

Justus: if you don't want the chains to get tighter then stop

*Akumu pales*
Akumu: Ch-chains?

Justus: yep

Justus: essentially

Akumu: How in the world did you manage that?
*She's moving her hands around behind her back, trying to free them*

Justus: it wasn't that hard
-the ropes get tighter*

Akumu: *really quiet* shit... *normal volume* Cmon, like, you know, border control?

justus: i know

*Akumu's struggling now, and it's noticeable*
Akumu: Wouldn't they have stopped you from smuggling- uff- royalty out of the country?

Justus: not if you're really good at hiding things
-the ropes continue to get tighter*

*Akumu swore in a foreign language*
Akumu: Your ropes are cutting into my wrists-

Justus: then stop struggling

Akumu: I am /uncomfortable/