The last thing I excepted was a letter from one of what I have chooses to call mini dimi's. [Due to the fact they are chibi versions of Dimitri.] However awaiting on my desk is just that. I was used to finding things there. Books from my father or gifts. This was entirely different. My first thought was why did they not just talk to me. Although the dimis seem to have their own rules. They are living breathing beings that I created quite by accident. I fact that perplexes me. After taking a moment to read the letter I write out a response.
My loyal Subject Bob?
First off I am not a goddesses while I understand that I created you it is not necessary to worship me. We are all friends. I conmend your attempt to help your brothers such things are noble and nothing less than one might expect from a being copied from Dimitri. By the way Gabriel and Dimitri are the same person. Gabriel is simply Dimitris given name. Dimitri is the name Katia gave him when he had lost his memory. And Lizzie is justa shortened version Elisabeth again not two people. And who is Michael and what the heck are you babbling about loves all four? I do not know how I even made you. So while I would love to help I am not sure I can or should. Creating life should not be done lightly. I doubt I could even pull it off again. I am not that powerful and can only assume some cosmic fluke was involved. Lastly you do realize that your so called love is a grumpy bartender that doesn't even notice you right? And what the heck is up with Bob?
Always
Aiyana