Post by Carina Jones on Nov 13, 2011 21:39:21 GMT -5
Notes: AU
I have a feeling that being an Angel or Demon is a type of Job here and while some angels/demons are dead-dead some are alive with lives outside of their work where no one knows what their real jobs are…
Hamish is probably OOC...
Not sure how much sense all of this will make...
~~~
“C’mon. Do it. You know you want to.” The voice whispered into his ear, luring him to do something naughty.
A little hand holding a black marker crept closer to the face of the sleeping babysitter.
“Oh come on. Don’t tell me you’re going to listen to him again.” A voice huffed in his other ear. “Don’t you remember how much trouble you got into last time you listened to him?”
The hand stilled.
Oh yes. He remembered very well what happened last time. His daddy was so angry, his bottom stung until he went to bed that night.
“You’re going to let her ruin all your fun.” The first voice sneered. “She’s always telling you not to do anything fun. What harm is one little prank. The marker’s washable anyway.”
The hand began to move forward again.
“Alfred!” the second voice said sharply. “You know better than to do this. What would Arthur say if he saw you doing this kind of thing? And when Mister Vargas has been so kind too! Volunteering to watch you when he was called back to work all of a sudden.”
Alfred shook as the usual fighting began.
“You never let him have any fun Carina. Who do you think you are? His mother?”
Tears welled up in Alfred’s eyes. His mommy was gone. Daddy said she was an Angel and that she had to stay in heaven so they couldn’t see her anymore.
“Hamish you insensitive barbarian. How could you say something like that! And I’m his guardian angel, that’s what I am. And what are you? You’re just a devil’s advocate. A demon in Angel’s robes!”
“At least I have some fun in my life. When was the last time you took the stick from your-”
“HAMISH!”
“I was going to say posterior, you self righteous little twit – And have some real fun.”
“Oh yes, because going out and getting drunk on Hell Flame is everyone’s idea of a good time. Who was it who had to pick you up and bring you home because you couldn’t manage to walk, let alone fly?”
“I would have been fine on my own!”
“You had picked a fight with the Albino and his brother and were getting beaten to a bloody pulp!”
Alfred sniffled dropping the marker as tears started to run down his face.
“Mister Feli! Mister Feli!” He shook the babysitter until the little Italian man woke up.
“Ve~ What is it Alfred.”
“You were asleep and something scary happened! I thought someone bad came in the house!”
“Ve! Don’t worry Alfred. I’ll call Ludwig! He’s a police officer and he’ll make sure there aren’t any bad guys around.”
Alfred sniffled again from where his head was buried in Feliciano’s chest. “Ok.” He looked up at Feliciano with bright blue puppy dog eyes. “He won’t leave until Daddy comes home right?”
“Of course Alfred! Luddi will protect us until Arthur gets back.”
~~~(On the back of the couch where Alfred can't hear them)~~~
“Ah shit. Kid’s called out the hound!” Hamish's wings were twitching. Itching to leave.
“Yeah we wouldn’t want you to get beaten by Germany again.” Snorted Carina.
“Oh like he likes you any better. And there’s always the Albino following him.”
“Ugh. Even as a ghost Prussia’s a pervert.” Carina shuddered.
“I wish he would get the memo that the boss isn’t gonna bring him back to life after he f’ed it up last time.” Hamish himself was banned from becoming human again for at least a hundred years. Why he was being allowed near children was something Carina couldn't fathom.
“Oh god… Boss is gonna be soooo mad at us. We didn’t manage anything and the hound’s-”
“Nah. He dropped the marker first. It’s your win today, that’s all the boss needs to know.” Hamish waved off Carina's concerns.
“Y’know. You’re not always such an ass Hamish.”
“And there you go speaking crazy talk Woman.”
“I was wrong. You’re still an ass.”
“Jeeze, cut the shit and let’s just get out of here before the hound shows up. Boss’ll really kill us if the hound finds us and tells England that his kid’s been put on the project.”
And with that final remark Hamish took off leaving Carina to open her own pathway home.
~~~
Alfred snuggled into his favorite babysitter’s side happily. Mr. Ludwig was coming!
Alfred didn’t know why, but whenever Daddy or Mr. Ludwig was around the voices went away.
~
By the time Mr. Ludwig got there Alfred had already forgotten ever hearing the voices in his ears.
I have a feeling that being an Angel or Demon is a type of Job here and while some angels/demons are dead-dead some are alive with lives outside of their work where no one knows what their real jobs are…
Hamish is probably OOC...
~~~
“C’mon. Do it. You know you want to.” The voice whispered into his ear, luring him to do something naughty.
A little hand holding a black marker crept closer to the face of the sleeping babysitter.
“Oh come on. Don’t tell me you’re going to listen to him again.” A voice huffed in his other ear. “Don’t you remember how much trouble you got into last time you listened to him?”
The hand stilled.
Oh yes. He remembered very well what happened last time. His daddy was so angry, his bottom stung until he went to bed that night.
“You’re going to let her ruin all your fun.” The first voice sneered. “She’s always telling you not to do anything fun. What harm is one little prank. The marker’s washable anyway.”
The hand began to move forward again.
“Alfred!” the second voice said sharply. “You know better than to do this. What would Arthur say if he saw you doing this kind of thing? And when Mister Vargas has been so kind too! Volunteering to watch you when he was called back to work all of a sudden.”
Alfred shook as the usual fighting began.
“You never let him have any fun Carina. Who do you think you are? His mother?”
Tears welled up in Alfred’s eyes. His mommy was gone. Daddy said she was an Angel and that she had to stay in heaven so they couldn’t see her anymore.
“Hamish you insensitive barbarian. How could you say something like that! And I’m his guardian angel, that’s what I am. And what are you? You’re just a devil’s advocate. A demon in Angel’s robes!”
“At least I have some fun in my life. When was the last time you took the stick from your-”
“HAMISH!”
“I was going to say posterior, you self righteous little twit – And have some real fun.”
“Oh yes, because going out and getting drunk on Hell Flame is everyone’s idea of a good time. Who was it who had to pick you up and bring you home because you couldn’t manage to walk, let alone fly?”
“I would have been fine on my own!”
“You had picked a fight with the Albino and his brother and were getting beaten to a bloody pulp!”
Alfred sniffled dropping the marker as tears started to run down his face.
“Mister Feli! Mister Feli!” He shook the babysitter until the little Italian man woke up.
“Ve~ What is it Alfred.”
“You were asleep and something scary happened! I thought someone bad came in the house!”
“Ve! Don’t worry Alfred. I’ll call Ludwig! He’s a police officer and he’ll make sure there aren’t any bad guys around.”
Alfred sniffled again from where his head was buried in Feliciano’s chest. “Ok.” He looked up at Feliciano with bright blue puppy dog eyes. “He won’t leave until Daddy comes home right?”
“Of course Alfred! Luddi will protect us until Arthur gets back.”
~~~(On the back of the couch where Alfred can't hear them)~~~
“Ah shit. Kid’s called out the hound!” Hamish's wings were twitching. Itching to leave.
“Yeah we wouldn’t want you to get beaten by Germany again.” Snorted Carina.
“Oh like he likes you any better. And there’s always the Albino following him.”
“Ugh. Even as a ghost Prussia’s a pervert.” Carina shuddered.
“I wish he would get the memo that the boss isn’t gonna bring him back to life after he f’ed it up last time.” Hamish himself was banned from becoming human again for at least a hundred years. Why he was being allowed near children was something Carina couldn't fathom.
“Oh god… Boss is gonna be soooo mad at us. We didn’t manage anything and the hound’s-”
“Nah. He dropped the marker first. It’s your win today, that’s all the boss needs to know.” Hamish waved off Carina's concerns.
“Y’know. You’re not always such an ass Hamish.”
“And there you go speaking crazy talk Woman.”
“I was wrong. You’re still an ass.”
“Jeeze, cut the shit and let’s just get out of here before the hound shows up. Boss’ll really kill us if the hound finds us and tells England that his kid’s been put on the project.”
And with that final remark Hamish took off leaving Carina to open her own pathway home.
~~~
Alfred snuggled into his favorite babysitter’s side happily. Mr. Ludwig was coming!
Alfred didn’t know why, but whenever Daddy or Mr. Ludwig was around the voices went away.
~
By the time Mr. Ludwig got there Alfred had already forgotten ever hearing the voices in his ears.
