Betty

The usual, boring day. Betty was in the living room, watching TV, as she scrolled through channels with an unamused look on her face, her pink eyes half-lidded. Her companion and best friend, Akumu, was on her shoulder, an unamused look on Akumu's face as well. It has been a few months ever since her last battle with You, and after You took her in, despite everything she'd done... She was alone in the house for the moment, so she could let her thoughts wander. She didn't understand then, and still couldn't now. WHY did You even show her MERCY? She wasn't even human, or monster. She was SOLELY created to make sure Monsters and Humans were NEVER at peace. And yet, she of all people got spared. By the ONE she wanted to get rid of and kill since the very first time they met. You. Betty... Didn't know what to think of You. She hated him, but not really? Ugh, it was such a confusing feeling. Speaking of which, You was not home, and he had to take care of his duties as the Ambassador of Monsterkind. His job wasn't the easiest, but he somehow managed to do it all the time. ... Betty was starting to get impatient. She seriously was losing her mind at how damn BORED she was. She narrowed her pink eyes, looking at the TV intensely as she gripped the remote. "When is that idiot coming back already." Suddenly, as if her words were answered, the creak of the front door was heard. Betty quickly turned around, making even Akumu fall off her shoulder, as she got up from the couch and saw You taking off his shoes. She walked towards them, a coy smile on her lips, as she began to act like her usual bratty self. "Hi there, You! It seems like you've had a pretty rough day, hm? Being an ambassador is not the easiest job, but of course, I would not know~" Betty said in her usual, innocent and cheerful tone, as she then continued. "Maybe you should give it up! Who knows, you would probably-" She suddenly cut herself off, as she looked and observed You. Bags were under his eyes, and he had a dead-pan expression on his face, mixed with tiredness. ... Betty stayed silent for a moment, before giving a slight cough as she awkwardly asked. "You... Don't even look half decent."