Love Is Never Ugly

Chapter 47

They proceeded to kiss again and his extra arms began to untie the laces of her bodice. With her left arm she lifted up her skirt so he could get better access to her legs while her right arm started pulling on his shirt. They probably would have gone all the way if not for-

"Um excuse me?"

They became as still as the statues in the gallery when they finally became aware of Alastor' and Husk's presence. They were standing in the doorway staring at them and feeling very awkward. Anthony and Vagatha's faces turned the shade of blood.

"Sir!" They quickly got up off the sofa bed and fixed their attire.

"We didn't expect to see you down here at this hour." Vagtha said. "Did you need something?"

"Yes. I need to talk you all about something." Alastor said.

"Of course sir."

"One minute. Let me go change my shirt." Anthony said hurrying to his room in order to remove the shirt that now bore a few rouge stains.

"One minute? It'll take him an hour to find a new shirt that he likes." Husk muttered.

"So um..." Alastor said to Vagatha awkwardly. "How long has that been going on?"

"Not so long." Vagatha answered bashfully while putting all her brushes into the glass vase she used.

"Since you were like seven." Husk said.

"Husk!" She cried. "You swore you'd never tell!"

"Hey if he finds out on his own that you two are going at it then that promise is declared null void."

"So you and Anthony have been together for sixteen years?" Alastor asked.

"No." She answered. "We had a fling that lasted for about three years and then we ended it."

"You never officially ended it." Husk said. "You still secretly pined after each other for the next thirteen years."

"Does anyone else know about this?" Alastor asked.

"Just me and it's because my room was next Anthony's meaning I would have spend many nights listening to their...Passion."

"One more word Husk and I'll neuter you myself!" Vagatha raged.

"Alright I think I'll change the subject now." Alastor said. "So there's something I really need advice with?"

"Well spit out kid, what's wrong?" Husk asked.

"First off the year will be over next week and that's when Charlotte will be going home."

"Uh-oh. I know you're not happy about that." Vagatha said.

"No I'm not. I don't want her to leave. I know I can't keep her here. I'm nothing if not a man of my word. But I'm worried that if she leaves then she won't come back and I don't know if I could bear never seeing her again."

"That is a very big predicament." Husk said pulling a bottle of rum from his jacket.

"But I have an idea. Something that will ensure that she doesn't leave me for good."

"Which is?"

Alastor briefly looked down at his feet in a nervous manner.

"If I tell you, don't panic or think I'm crazy."

"Kid we've known you for twenty-three years. You can tell us anything." He started to drink from the bottle.

"Okay. I...I'm going to ask her to marry me."