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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con,
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Camp_Camp_(Web_Series)
  Relationship:
      Daniel/David_(Camp_Camp), David/Max_(Camp_Camp)
  Character:
      Daniel_(Camp_Camp), David_(Camp_Camp), Max_(Camp_Camp), Kyubey_(mentioned
      kind_of_sort_of_it's_complicated.)
  Additional Tags:
      Puella_Magi_Madoka_Magica_AU, psuedo_cannibalism, Gore, Minor_Character
      Deaths, like_more_gore_than_Madoka_or_camp_camp_has, lots_of_gore_in
      fact, Possessive_Behavior, Obsessive_Behavior, more_gore_and_violence
      than_sexual_stuff_though_that's_a_part_too, Sadism, oh_and_a_tonne_of
      this_is_played_for_laughs, cult_behaviour_(obviously), technically_not
      underage_but_still_very_much_underage, tbh_I_think_of_it_as_cheating,
      pedophile!David, Victim_Blaming, Attempted_Rape/Non-Con, Attempted
      Murder, oh_this_really_doesn't_make_sense_unless_you've_seen_Madoka
      Magica_sorry, Puella_Magi_Madoka_Magica_Spoilers, actual_murder_too,
      Manipulation, lots_of_manipulation
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      Published: 2018-03-04 Chapters: 1/3 Words: 5160
****** Parody Magi Maxvid Magica ******
by veneerofcute
Summary
     David and Gwen were regular adults until one day they have a fateful
     encounter with a boy called Max. Max has informed them that they have
     a special destiny to be magical girls. I mean people, magical people.
     They just need to make a wish and they can fight witches (which are
     nothing like magic girls right?) The only advice given on wishes is
     not to make a selfish wish whatever that is. However things are
     turned asunder when Daniel appears and tells David he must not become
     a magical girl. He couldn't possibly have extremely creepy reasons
     for this could he? Does this work have too many trigger warnings for
     the story to be remotely wholesome? The answer to these questions is
     as clear as Max being Kyubey here.
     In other words, a story that makes fun of Puella Magi Madoka Magica
     using camp camp characters.
     Please mind the tags. This is a dark comedy and I will not be
     sympathetic if you just didn't read the trigger warnings.
Notes
     Please mind the tags.
See the end of the work for more notes
My precious naive David’s first wish had been so pure I had thought that he was
unaffected by the dark toxins all around us.  He had simply wished that
everyone would have a happy time at camp just like when he had been a camper.
 Low and behold Max was cruel and Neil died in much the same way Jasper had.
Of course I wanted to give him a second third and even forth chance.  This time
he will make the right choice.  He must do.  I made my wish out of love.  I
wished for the power to turn back time.  I told David to be more specific but
he told me that Max wouldn’t do that anymore, that Max had really grown as a
person over the summer.  He did reword his wish and it backfired differently:
everyone was really happy then camp ended and we had to watch the campers get
slowly tortured to death.  Max had said, that they were happy at camp so why
did it matter how things went after camp.  The kid is a complete freak.
I knew that I could make things right so I went back but this time. I took Max
out into the middle of the woods and buried him alive.  I miss my old sense of
hope.  I decided to get some alone time with David and ensure that my most
precious sacrifice: the one that will someday ensure that I will take my place
amongst the ancient ones, is on the correct path.  He told me that he had
chosen his wish. I smiled and asked what it was only to see Max stand in front
of us, a blank look on his face.  He was wearing that awful white hoodie and
flicking his tail back and forth.  I hate the sight of it, taking something as
pure as the colour white and making it disgusting.  He has little bows and bits
of red all over it, but still the resemblance to something that's been through
a purification sauna is cruel.
I glared at him as David wished for Max’s happiness.  David’s smile was so big,
as a soul gem appeared on his tummy and I once again reset time.  The way Max
looks at me makes me feel so much stronger than him.  He can grant wishes but I
can undo them.  I can make him feel so weak.  I would laugh but I don’t fancy
resetting time just so David doesn’t find me creepy.  That guy gets creeped out
too easily sometimes.  It’s really weird.
I hated what Max said next.  “Don’t you want your beloved to be happy?”  Of
course I do.  I want him to be happy with me.
David has had soul gems all over the place now and he is amazingly strong in
battle.  Though his soul gems have appeared everywhere they usually are
implying his fatherly feelings towards the campers.  Such purity.  Sometimes I
don’t find out what his wish was but always I know that he is pure and
unblemished.  So unusual in an adult: it drives me crazy with desire.  Nothing
could blame me for finding him irresistible.
Right now we’re together and Max is once again making his first attempt at
offering David a wish and a chance to be a magical boy.  I stop him with my
knife and while he reattaches his head I shout, “David, you can’t make a
contract with him. He’s evil!”
David looks at me and says, “No child is evil.”  At one stage I would have
agreed with him.  We are all pure at birth after all.  Max is the ultimate
evidence that that’s just not true though.  I’m sure that there is an
explanation.  Maybe he’s been blasted with more dark toxins than usual somehow.
 How anyone can just ignore the way this child’s skin is reconnecting is beyond
me.  Surely this must be a sign of David’s sheer level of purity, that he can’t
even see impurity when it’s standing right in front of him.  Sadly, I always
have to begin like this, or David instantly wishes for something utterly
stupid.  One time he wished for a hug from Max.  It’s very frustrating.  I
trust that all will be revealed though.
“He is no ordinary child.  Look at him.”  Max finishes healing but now just
stands there.  “He doesn’t even act like a child.”
With a bitter tone, Max all but whines, “Since when was there only one way to
be a child.”  His face then goes back to plain, emotionless, stoicism.  I
always feel uneasy by his appearance whenever he’s in this hoodie, but that
statement is more of a blue hoodie reaction.  I always thought that I was the
one who could make people uncomfortable if I wanted to but this kid is just
something else.  I hate him so much.  I have killed him off a few times now
just to relieve stress.  It’s never enough though.  It'll never be enough until
he's dead for good.  I'm sure we'll all be happier then.  Shame he won't make
much of a sacrifice but maybe I kill him, more adults will reach adulthood and
still be worthy of sacrifice.
David says, “I don’t see much harm in any of this.”  He pets the boy and his
hood falls down.  Suddenly he’s back to wearing his blue hoodie and actually
has an expression on his face: unending anger.  Long ago, I might have felt
something seeing such emotions in a small child.  I need to end this soon
before it starts to effect me.
“David, quit being such an idiot.  Can’t you see that Daniel is just saying
things to lead you into his cult?”  So much anger.  So much negative energy.
 So much child like simplicity?  What even is this?
He stamps off and I’m left to talk to David.  There’s no point in trying to
explain everything about Max, but I’m sure he’ll listen to the basics.  “David,
just don’t make any deals with him.”
David asks, “Why are you acting like this?  Max is a little unusual but what
child isn’t?  Plus isn’t compromise the best thing ever?”  Yeah here’s a
compromise for you: Max gets to live and you obey.  That good.
Am I the only one that sees all the creepy stuff?  How the heck do people just
not notice that he turns up shortly before people die?  Why aren't there any
rumours?  People keep on dying around him.  I can see that being the case with
myself since I try to hide things but Max doesn’t.  David I can see being
oblivious to me but Max kind of just goes up to random people and cutely asks
them to be Magical Girls and answers any questions they may have.  It’s so
weird.  Sure, Max only admits certain truths but the whole ‘I kill people’
thing isn’t really something he covers too much.  Indeed, I can't think of a
thing he's hidden at all.  There is no mystery so why does David care about
him?  I can't let this emotions show.  Keep things simple.  “I know that he’s
foul mouthed most of the time, but his reality warping-”
“Oh, Max isn’t the only camper that can do that sort of thing.  We have two
other Magic Kids.  I think you’ll like both of them.  Nerris is an absolute
sweetie… who I haven’t seen for a while now I think about it.”  Yeah, because
Max has already killed her.  Maybe.  I don’t really care.  David keeps on
talking about the boring children and I nod pretending to listen.  I can’t wait
until I’ve made David my own so I can kill all these little brats.
My ultimate sacrifice will be amazing once I’ve perfected him.  “I really
admire your dedication to these children.”  Nothing wrong with encouraging his
sweetness.  Sweetness is part of wholesomeness and wholesomeness is part of
purity.  Not the best part but a part nonetheless.
“That’s nice.  I hope you can find them as enjoyable as I do.”
“I’m sure I will.”  I’m sure I will love purifying them when the time comes.
 How I wish it was now. How I wish I had succeeded the first time.  That could
have been so much fun.
David’s eyes glance around the camp.  I wonder what he’s thinking.  What kind
thoughts he’s thinking as he sees Max talk with Harrison and the way Harrison
is looking so shocked by Max’s statements.  Harrison looks so uncomfortable so
I wonder what Max has said that’s managed to get his attention.  It’s not like
anyone’s even noticed the amount of blood that’s covering his hoodie.  I watch
David go over as Harrison starts to sound increasingly angry.  I hear Harrison
shout, “How does he know about my brother?”  Like me, Max learned about him in
another timeline.  It's so annoying having people not be able to keep up.
 Stupid child made his own brother disappear.  I don’t want to watch this.  It
doesn’t matter, but I hate watching Harrison become a witch.  His witch isn’t
even a nice one.  It killed Nikki a few time skips ago.  It usually kills
Nerris.  I turn away.  I can stop Harrison from wishing his brother back and I
can even ensure that he’ll come back alive, but it won’t help.  If I do so, Max
will put the pressure on David while I’m dealing with Harrison and David will
make a wish.
I guess there is one thing I could try.  “David, I think we should deal with
this together.”  Max cocks his brow.  “You know Max so well and I really want
to understand magic.  Didn’t you say that Harrison knows magic too?”
David smiles and says, “That’s a great idea.  I’ll talk to Max and you talk to
Harrison.”  No.  Max grabs David and walks away.  This is bad.  No, wait.
Redo.  “Well, David, you see I really want to get to understand Max better
since I have been finding him so difficult.”
David smiles and says, “That’s another great idea.  I’ll talk to Harrison and
you talk to Max.”
Max grabs David and whines, “Please don’t leave me with the crazy cultist.”
“What is it with you and these cult jokes?”  Yeah, just because you don’t
understand my religion it doesn’t mean you can call it something so nasty.
David pouts and says, “Sorry Daniel but the happiness of my campers comes
first.”  He’s so adorable.
“But surely, Max must need to get used to me.”
“Max has all summer to do that.”
Redo.  Wait, what do I want to say to them?  Darn it, Max is already dragging
David away with his manipulative words.  Redo.  “Well, David, you see-”
Max interrupts, “You can’t win this argument.  Quit resetting time.  It’s
getting annoying.”  I wish he would watch his language.
Never.  Never mind how tiring this gets, I will save David.
After David and I reprimand Max’s terrible language, he asks, “What are you
talking about Max?”
He coldly replies, “Daniel keeps on cheating in our argument because he can’t
take that I’m a better debater than him.”  He then pulls on his hair, clearly
frustrated.
David smiles and says, “I had no idea you are that good at debating.  We should
totally start up a debate camp.”  So easily excited.  He’s more like a child
than anyone else here.
Still, this is easy.  I say, “I’ll arrange it with you.”  I can do this.  I
know a lot about manipulation and what is debating but honest manipulation?
Max says, “If you’re going to arrange a debate camp, shouldn’t you be doing
this with the one that’s winning the debate that you just were made aware was
happening.”  Darn he’s good but what are David’s feelings?
“I think that you two should talk about this with each other since clearly you
know so much.”  Oh shit he’s angry.  Damn, you Max, making him angry.  Redo.
No, wait, that wasn’t too bad a timeline.  Let me take back that redo!  Max
shouts, “What?  Daniel, that time line was what you wanted.”  I push him away
and quietly think about showing my power of him physically.  Actually, taking
my anger out on something isn’t a bad idea but Max is very powerful and David
would hate me if I did anything serious to him.
I can’t take this anymore and say, “Fine then, stay talking to Harrison.  I
need to spend time with David anyway.”  I pull David away into our cabin and
lock him in there.  He doesn’t suspect a thing.  I don’t care.  I can reset
time.  I can reset guilt.  I can do no evil.  I can do no evil.  I don’t have
to worry about a thing.  All I want is a sacrifice and I need a stress relief.
 Stupid Max.  Still I can push all my stress out onto David.  Max will be busy
killing off his friends.  I don’t have to worry about Max for at least another
hour and that’s plenty of time.  In fact, since I can reset time, I have all
the time in the world.
David looks at me and says, “I think it’s great that you want to spend time
with me, but really you should be looking after the campers.  I know Max is
weirdly immortal and able to take hits and never seems to feel pain, but
it was still mean to cut his head off like that.”
I push David down on to his bed.  I love how he doesn’t even want to hurt those
that can’t be hurt.  It’s so pure.  It’s it obvious with a single glance that
Max is strong, impure and not at all innocent.  Not like myself who has worked
so hard to make everything pure.  I look at David and admire his innocence.  It
shows as he bounces his hair around as he pleads for the undeserving.  Such
innocence needs to be protected.  Such innocence can’t be ruined, not even by
me.  I pull on his clothes and start to rip them off.  He suddenly goes very
quiet.  He wants this.  There’s no doubt that will hold me back.  Once I have
his tops off, he seems to awaken for he pushes me off him.  “What’s with you?”
“It’s simple.  We will connect.”  Repeatedly.
I won’t damage his skin, more than I have to but fortunately I can just put the
pressure on his neck.  It’s beautiful watching the way he grasps for air under
me.  Just before his final squirm I release his neck and start on the rest of
his body.  By the time I have the rest of his clothes off, he is starting to
get his breath back and I’m working on his ass.  “Please no.  Please, I’ll do
anything.  Please tell me what I did wrong.  I don't want this.  Please stop.”
“You went off with Max.”  In all those other timelines.
“It’s literally my job to go of with him.”  Excuses.  I undo my belt.
Max suddenly is behind us sitting in a nearby chair, his arms flopped over the
back and his legs on either side of the back.  “Would you like to make a
contract, David?”
David screams out, “I wish Daniel wouldn’t want to rape me.”
What the hell is wrong with me?  Time stops.  I turn to the child who I see
flicking his demonic fluffy tail back and forth.
“I see your love for David is completely different from how I thought it was.”
 He continues to flick his tail back and forth.  I walk over and pull his hood
down.  He says softly, “Thank you.  David’s witch is going to be beautiful this
time.”
I laugh.  “Nonsense.  Redo.”  I reset to before I even brought David in here.
 Why is Max still here?
“Such a shame.  I was going to enjoy subverting that wish.”  He then gets off
the chair and unlocks the door before leaving.  When was that door locked?
What was he going to do?
I walk towards David and place a hand on his shoulder.  It’s so nice having him
not flinch away.  He has no idea what I was going to do to him in the other
timelines.  So innocent and pure.  I let him go in my daze.  He’s talking to
Max.  I don’t think Max knows I’m listening.  David says, “It would be good if
you could try and get on more with everyone.  I know that you like Neil and
Nikki.”  He never seems that sad when they get hurt or die.  “The other campers
are nice too.”
Max replies, “David, I’m not here to make friends.  I never was here to make
friends.”  I don't see any signs that he has regrets, therefore there must be
none.
“You just have to try, that’s all.  It’s not hard.”  Max suddenly looks angry.
 It's like he only has two emotions and never mind what kindness David shows
him he couldn't activate anything but apathy and anger if he tried.  I'm sure
he could though.  He's just that evil that he won't.
“I don’t really want to.  I’m not like you.  You make friends with anyone, even
Daniel.”  How see through, making me out as the bad guy.
David sighs and says, “I don’t understand why you hate each other.”
“Well, of course you wouldn’t.  You have a very low understanding of anything
that’s going on.  There’s been too many uses of powers, too many wishes, too
many resets.”
“What do you mean?”  Yes, actually are you saying that you're tired too?
“You must be aware that Daniel has the power to go back and stop time, just as
I have the power to grant wishes however I want to.  I have granted many many
wishes.  Only a miniscule amount have come from you.”
“Why does Daniel want to reset time so much?”
“I don’t know.  I thought it was because he loved you and didn’t want to see
you waste your wish on something that would backfire on you, but now I see that
he merely just wants you to be some emotional support for him.”  How crude.
 David isn't that dumb.  That'll never work, Max.
“Is he suffering?”
“I can’t know.”  You mean you don’t know.
“Oh, so you don’t know.  I’ll go and ask him.”  Max seems to accept that, as he
walks off.  David will find me soon.  I watch Max leave too.  Did he want me to
hear that?  What is he planning?
“Hey?”  I feel so pathetic.  Maybe things would be easier if I’d never come to
this camp.  Maybe-  No, I cannot allow myself to fall for this.  These are just
the effect of being around Max too long.  He just spills dark toxins
everywhere.  I could try purifying him.  I’m sure that if I improved his diet,
put him through a sauna again, changed his clothes.  His white hoodie isn’t
even fully white.  It’s got these weird pink bits and red bits and little bows
all over it.  He honestly doesn't even seem all that strong.  I could easily
rip it off him and get him into a nice all white outfit.  “Hey?  Are you
listening?”  My sacrifice!
“Sorry. I was just worried about Max.” It’s amazing how easy David is to
manipulate.
“Yes. You should really apologise for the whole almost killing him thing.”
 This again?  He doesn’t know he’s already said this.  Stay calm.
“He’ll be fine in terms of that.  He always bounces back.”  Usually in a really
creepy way, like reattaching his own head or creating another version of
himself and doing unspeakable things.  “I’m more worried about how he treats
people around him.”
“He has a lot of anger. I don’t think he’s bouncing back as well as you think.”
 He looks over at Max whose leading a very happy looking Harrison away.
 Harrison looks so happy.  “He does try, using his powers to make people
happy.”  So he can take happiness away with greater effect later.  There is no
reason for this.  He's just evil.
“Yes, he does try hard.”  He does effectively form false friendships with
people but really it’s just a game.
David smiles.  He doesn’t need to know that Max is fake and kills people.  I
can’t guess how many.  David would never guess even one but I’ve seen Max and
all the merciless things he's done.  “I hope I can get him and the others to
realise that they can be happy.”
Ah, perfect.  “David, you should concentrate on your own happiness for once.”
“But seeing others happy makes me happy.”  Oh really?
Of course it does.  He is the perfect sacrifice.  He is the perfect happy
little man and completely harmless.  Such a sweet little bean.  I can’t wait
until he’s made the perfect choice and abandoned Max.  Then he will be free
from horror.  No faults.  I just need to show him that Max is horrid in a way
that doesn’t immediately turn him into a witch.  His witch…
“Then you should be very careful.  Max will exploit any wish that is selfish.”
 Just wish for something small.  Something so small Max can’t exploit it.  “I
have met you so many times.”  If you will just listen you'll understand that
you can't trust Max.
“It sounds like we became good friends.”
“We did.”  Sometimes.  “We made a promise to continue and see everything
through.”  I can use this friendship to help David.
“Everything?”
“The threats of the witches, the threat of despair, the threat of everything.”
 How do I even begin to describe the depressing reality that we live in?
Max interrupts, “The threat of mammaries.”  Is he a mind reader?
We ignore him as he seems to have disappeared anyway.  Still I don’t like it.
 It’s like he’s always watching.  Always waiting, always knowing that I can
slip up oh so easily.  It’s probably because he is always watching, always
waiting, always knowing that I can slip up oh so easily.
David is giggling and I wish I could too.  He says, “It’s good to laugh.
 Sometimes it helps to make things feel defeatable and if something feels more
defeatable, it is more defeatable.”  That's not how witches work.  Oh, you're
referring to non magical stuff.
I nod.  “Feelings are some of the most powerful things in the world.  Never
give up on knowing that you can feel safe.”  I will ensure that you are safe
and sound with the Ancient Ones.  “I love feelings.  They beat facts all the
time.”
“I guess so, in the right context.”  I wrap an arm around him.  He must learn.
 He must learn to trust his feelings as they’re the only logic that matters.
 “I could show you so much if you let me.”
“Oh really?”
I only have a few minutes before we hear Harrison’s scream.  There’s no use in
pulling David away so he can’t hear.  There isn’t time.  “Yes.  I could show
you the light and you would know what to wish for.  You’d become so pure and
safe.  You could be at your full potential.”
As I watch my statement sink in to David’s face, I spot that Max has left
Harrison and is talking to Gwen.  Why is he acting differently from usual?  Do
I not know his behaviour as well as I though?  No, I've watched this many
times.  That said, why is he talking to someone that’s already made a wish?  A
wasted wish and all.  He loves taunting her about it: about how the one job she
has she wouldn’t if it hadn’t been for him and he once told me that he had made
it part of the twist that she’ll never be able to work anywhere else, but I
don’t know if that’s true.  I daren’t tell Gwen what he told me.  I won’t take
every pleasure from the nasty boy and maybe if I let him do this, he won’t hurt
David’s innocence.  I have no idea what he’s saying.  I can’t let myself care
either.  David scowls and considers my point before finally saying, “Whilst
there’s always room for improvement, I think I am pure and safe enough.”  Oh,
you’re on the right path but I must fix that arrogance.
I could show him what purity is all about.  “You want to be the best counselor,
don’t you?  I could make it be so that everyone-”
“That’s what I should wish for.  Then everyone would be happy.”  No!
I see David run over to Max who is watching Harrison cry over his brother’s
blood covered body.  It’s not dead, but it’s dying.  That’s new.
Again suddenly a new event occurs. Max has set of Gwen early. Her witch is
here.  David's words are stopped in his mouth before he can waste his wish.
 What is Max's goal?
Harrison screams out as Gwen’s witch takes his brother from him and brings a
twilight themed vase down repeatedly on his body slowly aiming first at the
feet, then at the hands, then plupping the arms.  I guess they really did make
twilight everything.  How unfair it is that she’s splattering blood all over
me.  I try so hard not to get blood on my clothes even when ascending people
and now they will need a fourth wash today.  I pull out my knife and stop time
before she can say that the baby died too quickly for her fun.  She hasn’t
actually ever said that but I could see it happening so easily. Once time is
back I look at Harrison and David.
David turns to Harrison and I can see his fear in his eyes and Harrison starts
to shake.  Then as the brother draws his final breath, Harrison turns to a
witch.
Just once I would like Harrison to last long enough that I get to see his magic
boy form.  I suppose I could be and it looks exactly the same.
David screams.  I pull him away from the angry witch.  Suddenly he turns to Max
and shouts, “You got Harrison to make a bad wish.”
“I had to.”
Getting in Max’s face, David shouts, “No, you didn’t.  You don’t have to do any
of this.  You have an amazing power and you could use it to make people
completely happy.  I wish you would.”  Idiot!  Max will take that as a wish.
 I’ve never seen a soul gem appear there before.  He looks so sweet in that
beautiful dress.  He defeats Harrison with ease.  That’s one camper dead.
How did this all happen so fast?  How could I fail again?  I didn't have time
to think.  Just to observe, David's bravery and foolishness, Max's
vindictiveness and that camper's sadness.
“Well, that’s different.  Still, it doesn’t mean that I can’t complete my job.”
 Max walks over to the brother’s body and boredly pokes it.  “You think anyone
is going to want that?”  David shakes his head clearly disturbed.  Max picks
the body up and starts to eat it.  “It’s a shame you can’t eat this. It plays
with your immune system but gives me a tonne of nutrients.”  He makes happy
work of peeling the flesh of the bone before throwing it in the air and
catching it in his mouth.  I suppose it is at least free of dark toxins but
still he shouldn’t be eating it. I don’t care if he is not really human.
 Babys’ flesh should only be absorbed by bathing in the blood.
Wait, what job?
“Are you really going to grant wishes nicely from now on?”
Max scowls not replying.  I guess he must now. That was alarmingly easy.  Who
would have thought that David's wish would be good?  What am I to do now?
I suppose we’ll have to test this.  “I wish you would stop eating that baby.”
He laughs and says, “You already made your wish.”  He slows down his ripping
the skin of the arm and stresses the way he crunches on the bones.  I don’t
deserve this. All I did was crack my neck and not blink.  He licks an eye and
says, “It reminds me of candy.”  He then squidges the innards onto his tongue
and adds, “The feet got too mushed up so sadly I cannot boil them and make the
resemblance uncanny.”
David squirms trying to avoid the sight.  “I have some candy back-“
“Did you miss the bit about this being really nutritious for me?”  I want to
ignore that bit.  I want to ignore everything about you.  I think David does
too.  Max changes the topic while licking a tibia.  “I don’t have the heart to
subvert David’s wish as I should.  I didn’t think that by granting David’s
wish, I would be unable to subvert it.”  Doesn’t he count…  No of course not.
My dear sweet sacrifice says, “You can show your anger in other ways.  Maybe
something constructive and creative.”
Max leans up and says, “You imagine everything to be so sweet.”
“I see no reason the world can’t be sweet.”  Like he knows anything about
sweet.
“I want some of your sweetness.”  Max wipes his lips free of blood.  It isn’t
too effective.  He then pulls David down and they kiss.  I think Max kissed
first but how can David kiss him?  It’s disgusting.  Completely immoral.  How
dare...
David pulls back.  He whines, “I’m so sorry.”  I run over and hug him but he
pushes me away.  “I’m sorry.  I’m sorry.  Have I really been that obvious?  I’m
sorry.”  What the hell is he talking about?  This has come out of nowhere.  “I
never asked to be a pedophile.”
That’s it.  That must be the subversion.  There is no way David was like this
before.  Max did this to him.  I have to save him.
Redo.  No, redo further, to before we met.  It’s time to meet David again.  No
attempt to kill the campers this time.  No nothing like that.  Not even the
moment that I discovered just how pure David is and the moment I realised that
every issue with him is Max’s fault.  I know it happened so what does it matter
if no one else does.  In fact, Camp Campbell won’t even have started for the
summer just.
I find David and Gwen in the Conseler’s Cabin, with Max?  The young boy is
crying.  “My parents have… have done unspeakable things to me.  Please let me
stay here early.  I won’t tell anyone.”  Oh no.  I can’t interrupt this without
looking like a jerk.  “I’m so scared.  Everything is wrong.  Ever since this
cat appeared, my life has just been hell.”  Cat?  Does he mean Kyubey?  But he?
 He is.  His hoodie has the two sets of ears and everything.  He’s been all
stoic.  He can’t not be Kyubey.  “I made a contract but I don’t understand.”
End Notes
     I don't like doing this but thanks to Daniel being a blithering
     meanie, I would like to point out that amongst the many things Daniel
     got wrong here, pedophilia is never the child's fault. Not even if
     the case here where a magically imbued wish has happened.
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