Your p.o.v. 

    I had been testing out a couple makeup looks to see which one would suit papa for a ritual. I had done the makeup tests on myself to see what I could come up with, I had gone through so many different looks until one day I found the perfect one. I had done makeup looks for his brothers before he became the next front man for ghost and now it was his turn to wear the skull paint. 

    I could only remember yesterday Terzo was just a boy, watching me do makeup for his brothers and now here he was, the new front man and I couldn't be prouder. I was working on his eyes using one of my brushes to make them as dark as possible, he kept laughing and moving his head. 

       "Hold still Terzo!" I laughed. 

        "hehehe, I'm sorry." he laughed. "It tickles when you do that." 

         "You'll get used to it now, hold still for me." 

    He did his best to hold still for me. Yet, he couldn't stop himself from laughing and making me laugh in between adding more makeup to his face. About an hour later the look was complete, and I swear I felt so proud of it! He looked so freaking amazing I was left speechless. He looked at me as if something was wrong. 

     "Everything alright Y/N?" he asked. 

     "It's just... you look." I paused. 

      "What?" 

       "This has got to be the best one yet! you ready?!" 

        "Yes! Yes! let me see!" he said excitedly. 

   I grabbed a small mirror and held it up in front of him, as soon as he saw himself in the mirror his jaw dropped with a gasp. He couldn't believe his eyes. 

    "Oh, mi Cara Mia Bellissimo!" he exclaimed. He always said something in Italian when something surprised him. 

       "Do you like it?" I asked while blushing. 

        "I love it!!!" 

     The makeup really suited him, and it really made the final look. As soon as I saw him in his stage outfit, I knew he was complete. He really loved his new look and was ready to claim the stage as the new front man for ghost. 

   Papa Emeritus III!