"So, I'm bringing the microwave, a few cleaning supplies and a few trash bags."
Noah looked at the list of items, it was numbered from most important to least important. He was holding it and remembered that Hearth had left over items from the last school year he could use.
"Amelia, you still have that extra microwave right?"
Noah shouted toward the right wall in the guest room he is in at the current moment. The current room was in an utter mess, clothes were everywhere, shoes and shocks laid all around the wooden floor and pants and shirts on the bed. In the middle of all of this mess was Noah in a white t-shirt and boxers.
"Yeah, it's in the garage."
"Thanks!"
The two of them shouted at each other through the walls. With both their hands to their both trying to make themself a bit louder.
Noah crouched down on his knees and started to fold the clothing. He wanted to organize them so they would fit in the suitcases that were beside him. The suitcases were all black and had been labeled by his ID and name.
What is a reasonable amount of clothing again? Last year Hearth had taken too little, judging by the amount. Fourteen pairs of clothing should be ok. I can just rewear them anyways.
[Shouldn't you start thinking 'I' instead of 'Hearth'? If you started narrating yourself in third person it would be rather off.]
Satan was sitting on the windowsill when he said that. The soft plush body started to move its little legs and jumped off the ledge. Now on the ground he started to walk over to Noah.
"Doesn't feel right thinking this body is mine."
Noah said softly to Satan who had sat down beside him with a rather angst tone. He then lifted the small body of Satan and grabbed the shirt that was underneath him.
[Why?]
"I don't belong in this world, and neither do you."
[How unruly, I still haven't found a way back so give up trying. Plus not like you got anything left there.]
"No, I still have one place left in that world I can go to. So I'll find Edwin and us 3 can go back together."
[What if I want to stay here?]
"If that's what you want. Our souls don't belong here, it's way harder to use our mana from that fact alone."
[Couldn't I have a little more fun? Being worshipped has its ups.]
Satan said and moved his little hands to grab the pants of Noah. He then moved his plush head toward Noah's face who had turned his head toward the plush. He held a shirt that was half folded in his hands and put it down.
"Aren't you a demon? Stop acting cute, it's disgusting."
Noah held a distasteful glance on his face with utter disgust.
[Tsk! Back in my prime I would have had humans bow down to me. Oh I miss those days. Those damn anomalies ruined everything! Curse them!]
"That was your fault for choosing a goat when you decided to come to our Kingdom."
[I didn't think it mattered! I was able to morph anyways! At least be a little nicer, I'm stuck with you anyway.]
Satan said with his plush arms crossed and his face turned to the side. He sat there on the wooden brown floor waiting for Noah to speak.
"…"
[Nothing?]
Noah ignored Satan's idle chatter and just continued to fold clothing.
The stuff that he had added included clothing, slippers, bathroom supplies, etc. he looked toward another empty suit case and looked through a box of items that Hearth had taken with him to Amelia's house for the summer.
I should bring some of this, even though I may not be Noah Hearth I still remember how much he liked these.
Noah opened the box and started to look through the items. There were pictures with family and friends, multiple items of college merch and even a figurine.
What an odd person, figurine of a fictional character. I should most likely not bring this right? Weirdos.
Noah put down the stuff on the ground and picked out things to bring with him. His final verdict was 3 pictures, 2 posters, 3 novels, and the figurine he was holding.
I should at least pretend I am Hearth right?
He sighed and noticed there was also a plushie of the same character of the figurine. Then something clicked, he could use the plushie instead of the figurine.
The plushie it is!
Noah grabbed the stuff and organized them into a bag while putting the other merch back in the box it was in. He grabbed a picture and a thought popped up. He thought about how weird it would be to call a plushie Satan and talk to it.
"Won't it be weird if I say your name and someone overhears you? Should I call you by an alias?"
[Good point, just think of something.]
"Hm, I guess Mr. Goat works."
[I guess, but isn't that too basic?]
Noah shrugged and looked at the photo in his hand. Satan walked over wanting to see some pictures and saw how different the vibes were from then to now.
[Dang what happened.]
Noah glared at Satan but he ignored the glare and just looked at the picture. Quickly he noticed something in the background.
[Noah, look at the top right.]
Noah hearing this changes his glance toward the photo top right. He was confused about what he was supposed to be seeing. Until he saw a small glimpse of blonde and a slightly blurred and familiar face.
Like a ghost he appears in the background of a photo taken.
"Edwin?"
Quickly he went to check the other pictures that Noah Hearth had. Then again, the blonde haired man was in every one of these backgrounds, like a repeating npc.
"What are the coincidences?"
Noah smiled softly before he put the pictures back to where they had been before. He also took Satan and placed him on the windowsill he seemingly enjoys the spot.