A little...bromance I guess. Enjoy.
He sat alone in his room, staring at the ceiling. The clock tick-tocked in the silence. He rolled over, glancing at the picture. Of her. He sighed and put it down so he didn't have to look at it. A knock sounded at his door. He ignored it. The door opened.
“Still moping I see.”
“Hnn.”
The intruder stepped inside and closed the door.
“At least you're still alive.”
“For now.”
“And how many hours of sleep did we get this time?”
“Two.”
“Because of her I imagine.”
He sighed, feeling the weight of the intruder on his bed. He rolled over to look at him.
“Terror, how long will toi mope? We've all missed you.”
“I hurt, Zero. Can't they respect that?”
Zero lay down suivant to him, staring up at the ceiling.
“You've never acted this withdrawn before. They're worried you'll never get out of your slump.”
“And toi aren't?”
“I know you. If I give toi time, you'll heal. I'm plus worried about her.”
“Why?”
Terror put his head on Zero's stomach and Zero placed a hand on his head.
“She's falling in and out of l’amour with you. She's playing with fire. She'll eventually see the truth in her cœur, coeur and be hurt.”
“Do toi know what that truth is?”
“Yes. She'll see that, despite all her wanting to l’amour you, she actually doesn't. You're just her safety net. But we both know toi can't be tamed ou kept on a leash. You've released her to the wind, she'll try to keep a hold of you. To make sure your monster doesn't hurt others.”
The room fell silent except for the clock. It was like this for several minutes before a sound from the other side of headquarters brought them out of their thoughts.
“I've wondered at the feeling in my heart. I thought it was because she loved him more. But now I see it's because we aren't tied at the cœur, coeur like she is with him.”
“That's right Terror. But that doesn't mean someone else isn't tied with you.”
“I know.”
“C'mon Terror. Let's get toi out of here.”
“Why?”
“You need to get out. And I have a surprise for you.”
“Tell me.”
“Your favori thing in the world.”
Terror moved his head to look at Zero. His friend was smiling at him. In a sudden movement, Terror had his arms around his friend's neck in a hug. Zero, although startled, smiled and hugged back.
“Thank toi Zero.”
“You're welcome my cœur, coeur broken monster.”
He sat alone in his room, staring at the ceiling. The clock tick-tocked in the silence. He rolled over, glancing at the picture. Of her. He sighed and put it down so he didn't have to look at it. A knock sounded at his door. He ignored it. The door opened.
“Still moping I see.”
“Hnn.”
The intruder stepped inside and closed the door.
“At least you're still alive.”
“For now.”
“And how many hours of sleep did we get this time?”
“Two.”
“Because of her I imagine.”
He sighed, feeling the weight of the intruder on his bed. He rolled over to look at him.
“Terror, how long will toi mope? We've all missed you.”
“I hurt, Zero. Can't they respect that?”
Zero lay down suivant to him, staring up at the ceiling.
“You've never acted this withdrawn before. They're worried you'll never get out of your slump.”
“And toi aren't?”
“I know you. If I give toi time, you'll heal. I'm plus worried about her.”
“Why?”
Terror put his head on Zero's stomach and Zero placed a hand on his head.
“She's falling in and out of l’amour with you. She's playing with fire. She'll eventually see the truth in her cœur, coeur and be hurt.”
“Do toi know what that truth is?”
“Yes. She'll see that, despite all her wanting to l’amour you, she actually doesn't. You're just her safety net. But we both know toi can't be tamed ou kept on a leash. You've released her to the wind, she'll try to keep a hold of you. To make sure your monster doesn't hurt others.”
The room fell silent except for the clock. It was like this for several minutes before a sound from the other side of headquarters brought them out of their thoughts.
“I've wondered at the feeling in my heart. I thought it was because she loved him more. But now I see it's because we aren't tied at the cœur, coeur like she is with him.”
“That's right Terror. But that doesn't mean someone else isn't tied with you.”
“I know.”
“C'mon Terror. Let's get toi out of here.”
“Why?”
“You need to get out. And I have a surprise for you.”
“Tell me.”
“Your favori thing in the world.”
Terror moved his head to look at Zero. His friend was smiling at him. In a sudden movement, Terror had his arms around his friend's neck in a hug. Zero, although startled, smiled and hugged back.
“Thank toi Zero.”
“You're welcome my cœur, coeur broken monster.”
Amara
Anya as a child.. :D
Bentley
Look at dat.
Name: Unknown.
Alias:: Cadaver.
Occupation: VILLIAN!
Powers: None! But has sword skills, marksmen and all that good junk.
Past: Cadaver is a clone of Fang......that is all. Created to set and destroy the Adams family...Mr. Clone doesn't take no for an answer and won't let anyone get in his way. Even if it means taking his own life.
Other: Easy to set off temper.
-Really isn't afraid of anything...
-Looks EXACTLY like Fang, acts different.
-Has a thing for Ciel..this should be fun.
THAT, is all :3
BAMF.
Reyna
BENTLEY IRL
