Not a common insect

“… Thank you for welcomeing me?”

“You are so very welcome, Herr.”

44. Then there’s tongue“Okay, and he said…”. Akhlys took a sip from his 4.5 L vodka. “You know how he talks, like, all ‘hmhm, I’m the fucking best, my asshole is lavender flavoured and I shit cupcakes’ - okay, and he said ‘Excuse you, you can’t ask me to shut up. Aside from the’ - the fuck he said? ah - ‘blatant rudeness, I won’t ever shut up, sir. Truth must be shared and I will go on. The only way you can stop me is by cutting my tongue’. And so…”. Akhlys began to fumble with the pocket of his leather jacket, giggling. His hand made a rather wet sound when it slid inside. “Oh, you’re gonna like this…”.

Offering Angelo his best sly smile, Myu all but leaned down on the table, turning his head to a side as he still dangled the gummy tongue. “I knooooow. What’s not t’love about someone like meee?” The Papillon laughed rather loudly before making his own candy tongue meet the other’s up mid hair, drawling happily. “To a muuurderouuus future, filled with blood an’ vodka candies, hopefully.”

44. Then there’s tongue“Okay, and he said…”. Akhlys took a sip from his 4.5 L vodka. “You know how he talks, like, all ‘hmhm, I’m the fucking best, my asshole is lavender flavoured and I shit cupcakes’ - okay, and he said ‘Excuse you, you can’t ask me to shut up. Aside from the’ - the fuck he said? ah - ‘blatant rudeness, I won’t ever shut up, sir. Truth must be shared and I will go on. The only way you can stop me is by cutting my tongue’. And so…”. Akhlys began to fumble with the pocket of his leather jacket, giggling. His hand made a rather wet sound when it slid inside. “Oh, you’re gonna like this…”.

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“Shut up. Stop being stubborn.” Sighing, the Capricorn grabbed his wrist, pulling him back inside quite easily. “I just made a cake and you know it’ll rot because I’ll only eat a piece. Someone has to eat it.”

“Heeeeey!” It’s not like he had stepped that much away from the Temple and yet he was already being taken back by force, almost stumbling on his own feet as he got dragged. “Whaaat? Why the hell did you make a cake in the first place, knowing no one but me wo-” Myu stopped dead in his tracks, staring at the Capricorn Saint for a few moments before smirking. “Oooooh, I see how it iiiiiis. I didn’t know you were the sort of guy who’d actually care enough to bake something for me.”

Angelo gasped and held out a little chubby hand. “Are you a pretty fairy?”.

“Ants?” The forever lasting symbol of laboriousness and extreme team-work, ants! Yes, Myu had no real fondness for them, as they’d try their best, risking their completely dispsable lives just to get a crumble back to a fat queen that as a job only had to toss off more offsprings- The only thing he admire was their enormous strength, really. “Girls don’t like them because they like all that is gracious and pretty. Ants with their mean looking jaws, antennae and six tiny feet must be horrifying for them.” The Papillon floated closer rather than walking, feeling it would just add something more to the awe and whole fairy-man thing.

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“………….” He sighed, stopping for a moment before staring him again. “Stop that. I wasn’t serious.” And I don’t want you to leave.

“Well, you weren’t serious the first hundred times too, of that I am certain- But as I said...” Goes to reach for luggages, but. Doesn’t really have none, so. “...Uh. I will take my leave.” 

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“Of course it is, there’s only so much someone like me can take- And I swear to Hades that not only are your trainees ABSOLUTE NUISANCES, but-” He stopped for a moment, facepalming. “...I am tired. That’s all.” 

44. Then there’s tongue“Okay, and he said…”. Akhlys took a sip from his 4.5 L vodka. “You know how he talks, like, all ‘hmhm, I’m the fucking best, my asshole is lavender flavoured and I shit cupcakes’ - okay, and he said ‘Excuse you, you can’t ask me to shut up. Aside from the’ - the fuck he said? ah - ‘blatant rudeness, I won’t ever shut up, sir. Truth must be shared and I will go on. The only way you can stop me is by cutting my tongue’. And so…”. Akhlys began to fumble with the pocket of his leather jacket, giggling. His hand made a rather wet sound when it slid inside. “Oh, you’re gonna like this…”.

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“You know there is no way I’d ever get tired of touching such a soft pair of cheeks- What a contrast with everything else, might I add.” He was still happily fondling his cheeks. “You even got a little reeeed in the face. How precious, Herr.”

Angelo gasped and held out a little chubby hand. “Are you a pretty fairy?”.

“Do they? I never tasted on myself.” It would feel terribly cannibalistic in a way. “And I didn’t know kids these days like eating insects- Have the days of ‘eww, ants’ gone by so quickly while I wasn’t looking?”

Angelo gasped and held out a little chubby hand. “Are you a pretty fairy?”.

Certainly, he didn’t expect the boy to chew on the fairy, perhaps he should’ve made them incorporeal, but it was a little bit to late to think of that, wasn’t it? “...Say, how does it taste?” Like failure? Like dust? Like fruits? Like...

Angelo gasped and held out a little chubby hand. “Are you a pretty fairy?”.

“Oh, am I glad to hear that.” He leaned his cheek against the palm of his hand, attentively observing the boy with a clearly amused expression that didn’t waver even when he saw him trying to rip the fairy’s wings off. “You might find that a little difficult to do, human.” Afterall those weren’t literal butterflies- But Myu’d let him have his fun. “Do you have a name?”

Angelo gasped and held out a little chubby hand. “Are you a pretty fairy?”.

“Fairy Maker.” Children could be so incredibly uplifting sometimes and while Myu certainly wasn’t a fair of infants as a whole, he could appreciate it when someone looked at him and didn’t scream right away- Not a comment about his eyes, not about the wings, just the sheer awe a young boy could feel in front of something colorful. “Yes, that’s a better description. Do you like them?” With a small movement of his own wings, the Papillon sent out some more fairies, making them swirl in the air, flying about calmly and landing onto every surface they could find.

Angelo gasped and held out a little chubby hand. “Are you a pretty fairy?”.

“A pretty fairy? Aren’t you just the cutest?” Myu crouched down in front of the child, smirking with an amused expression- That certainly wasn’t the reaction he expected out of a child. Oh, sweet innocence! “Maybe, I could be.” The Papillon placed his index finger in front of the boy, making one of his fairies appear and perchs itself onto the child’s nose. “But this is surely one.”