#magivelv

If someone had told Velvet that someday she’d be staying under the same roof with Magilou, let alone willingly, she would have laughed. Magilou was about as carefree and unattached from the world as possible, yet somehow in midst of all the banters and laughter, something reminding of romance had started to blossom between the witch and the fierce deamon. Just how it had all happened, neither of them could truly say. After all, emotions were one thing that were beyond anyone’s control, no matter how hard one tried to keep them in check.“You know, you could also help with these boxes.” Velvet grunted, tilting her head to the side only to see that the witch would rather enjoy spending her time sipping on her drink with tiny umbrella attached to it. Velvet was just about ready to drop the boxes then and there, but decided to go against it, but just because the bottom box in the pile she was holding just so happened to be her property.“I could, but where’s the fun in that?” Magilou said with a seemingly innocent smile on her face. It was a look Velvet knew all too well, as it was that puppy eyed glance she always gave her whenever she’d have to do anything she didn’t feel like doing, be it cooking, cleaning or anything that could be considered a chore. “You’re the muscles of this relationship and I’m the brain. I think it’s only fair that you do your share, while I rest my ‘muscles’.” Magilou pointed at her head, now that for once she wasn’t wearing her hat, her long and messy hair partly blocking her view of the clearly angry woman standing beside her.Velvet felt like commenting that if she was the one taking care of such things, it would have been her who had looked for the apartment, done the necessary paperwork’s and handle just about anything and everything that had led to this point instead of her, but as one might expect, it had all fallen onto Velvet’s broad shoulders to make sure something came out of this chaotic mess. “Right. We wouldn’t want you overworking yourself, now would we?” Velvet sighed. The sarcasm in her voice was so strong it could even cut something in half as easily as her demonic claw could.“That’s exactly my point! After last night’s show, I need my rest.”“You mean the five minute show you held at the inn with four people being there, two of which who didn’t even listen to you and the other two booed you off the stage?” Velvet raised an eyebrow, her grin showing even behind the boxes she was still holding up.“They were just a tough crowd is all,” Magilou casually waved it off like it was their fault for not understanding what a genius the great Magilou truly was.“Right,” Velvet shook her head. “Well, you’re about to have another tough crowd if you don’t get up and help me with these.”“Always so bossy,” Magilou sighed before spitting out the toothpick with umbrella on it. Velvet made a mental note to teach Magilou the importance of cleaning, but that’d have to wait, at least for a few days. “But I do like that about you. It’s part of your irresistible charm after all.”“Remind me what’s so irresistible about you again?” Velvet asked with a dry, forced laugh.The witch grinned, but instead of giving a passionate monologue, she gave the woman with majestically long and black hair a smooch on her lips as an answer instead. With Velvet’s hands occupied, she couldn’t even shoo her away.“So… which boxes are the lightest?”Velvet couldn’t believe that she had ended up with likes of her, but there was no denying it; Magilou certainly had a charm of her own. 

“What’s wrong with a cat?” Magilou huffed. It didn’t matter that they were in a public place, in middle of a pet shop, with other customers all around them. “You know that cats and witches go hand in hand like peanut butter and sandwich, Velvetcake. Y-you can’t take this away from me!”Velvet sneezed and shook her head. “For the last time, I’m allergic to them, you idiot. So unless you want me to sneezing all the time, my answer is no.”Magilou pouted and made faces in hopes of changing the very laws of nature, but Velvet didn’t seem to budge, unless picking up a napkin to wipe her nose clean counted.“Fine, fine, you win,” She sighed, bending over in very over dramatic, yet very much ‘her’ fashion. “Ah, I get it!” She instantly bounced back up, as if she ran on batteries and now an invisible hand switched the low running ones into all new ones. “A parrot!”“No.” Velvet shot the idea even before giving it a deeper thought.“No? Nooo? Why not? Give me one good reason, one I tell you!”“For starters, I’m already living with one loud mouth, so unless you feel like buying me double the pain medicine for headaches…” Velvet smirked.“…Two, two reasons.” Magilou blurted, not willing to give up on Velvet’s demandsjust yet, no matter how reasonable they were.“And the last thing I want is for a parrot to repeat those spells or your ridiculously high pitched moans when Laphicet is bringing guests over.”Magilou tried to come up with something to argue against Velvet, but nothing came out of her mouth other than singular letters and odd sounding gasping as if Velvet had just offended her honor.“Sheesh, fine. You won, what do you want then?” Magilou deadpanned.“…I forgot to ask, but did you ever bring me back the memo that shows we can keep pets?”Magilou took a few steps back, glancing at the door behind her shoulders. “Heh, funny story… but I might have forgotten…”Judging by the twitching vein on Velvet’s forehead, it was far from a funny story.