All I can say is, thank you all for being concerned for me about my surgery. You're all too sweet to me.
And it was nothing too bad, just got a few teeth pulled.. And it sucks.
Anyway, have fun. (I'm feeling much better today. :3)
Cupid had called you over to help him with another baking session, what was he gonna make now? You had no idea.
You rang the doorbell and stood there for a few minuets, until you heard:
"LOVCKHEART! GET OFF YOUR LAZY A** AND GET THE DOOR!" An angry angel yells.
You giggle to yourself, until said skeleton opens the door with a frown.
"Oh, hey y/n. I take it you heard Cupid about to kick my a**... Come in, or whatever..." The fallen angel rolls his eyes and opens the door for you.
"Thanks LH." You send him a smile, then run off to the kitchen.
Lockheart scoffed and kicked the door shut with his heeled boots, then he plopped lazily on the couch.
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Cupid greeted you in a bone crushing hug. "Heya y/n! I've been waiting for you!"
You struggled to breathe as you hugged the angel back. "Heh. Nice to see you again too."
He beams and let's go of you. "Alright, so, I was thinking strawberry shortcake, or devils food cake, which do you think?"
You put on your apron and stand next to him, overlooking the huge cookbook in his hands.
"Hmm.. Hallow might attack us if we have the strawberry one.. Eh what the heck, let's make it." You put your hands on your hips.
Cupid nods and rushes to get the ingredients.
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Fear peeks his head into his Creator's office, he found the girl at her desk working on.. Something.
"Creator, what are you working on? You've been in here for days. Don't you think you should take a break?" He asks softly.
Creator turns her head to him, her glasses crooked, her eyes were bloodshot, she hadn't slept in days. "No. He's not finished..."
She weakly turns to the side, almost tripping over nothing, until Fear catches her with a spider leg.
"That's it, you're taking a nap! Try and stop me, but you need it." He sighs and rushes to her side, grabbing her by the waist, hoisting her over his shoulder.
She whines but doesn't move. "Finish him for *yawn* me... Spider boi.."
Fear chuckles. "Sure thing." He carries her out of her office and down into the hallway.
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You wiped your forehead and took a seat at the dining table, baking was much harder than you thought.
Cupid took over while you had your break, while you were baking you thought you saw Fear carrying Creator like a sack of potatoes to her room.
But wasn't he much smaller than her? Oh well, you decide not to question it.
You heard a strange noise, from the room above you. "Cupid, did you hear that?"
You look over to the angel and see him intensely putting the icing on the cake.. You better not disturb him.
You shrug your shoulders and decide to investigate.
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Creator's office was open, maybe Fear did take her out of here. The room was a mess, notes and sketches thrown all over the floor.
Her desk was loaded with dirty, empty mugs, that used to hold hot chocolate.
You turned your head and saw something covered with a tarp, laying on the workbench on the far side of her office.
"What the..?" You walk over to it, and reach your hand out to grab the tarp.
A cold hand grabs your wrist before you can, and you yelp.
The tarp fell of the thing, and revealed a tall skeleton dressed in a black and glowing mint green jump suit. They had metal plates going down their cheeks, a lightening bolt on between their eyes but just above their nose.
The cold hand, was theirs, it released you and sat up, you backed away as their eyes opened.
The right eye said: Booting....
And the left said: ...Up.
Finally after a minuet or two, their eyes flickered and rested on you. They glowed black and green.
A beam of blue had scanned you, literally, and they tilted their head to you. "Y/n l/n. Species: Human. Status: Guest. Threat: None."
You were baffled.. Creator made this!? They- He, based on the voice, was an android!
A cute one to.. Wait what?
"Amazing isn't he?" Fear asked from your side, when did he get there?
You jumped from his sudden appearance, but you nodded in agreement. "Who is he?"
Fear smiles. "Why don't you ask him yourself?"
You nervously stepped forward to the skele-droid, who's eyes were still on you, coldly.
"Um.. Do you mind telling me who you are?" You asked, while Fear laughed at your nervousness.
The droid smiled. "Certainly. I am Cyrus, artificial intelligence, my primary objective is to keep this house safe at all times. Secondary objective is to keep Amour apprehended. " Cyrus says with a glint in his eye at the last one.
"Wow..." You say in amazement.
Fear chuckles. "I knew you'd like him, and get this, he isn't even completely done yet!"
"What? How? He looks complete to me." You turn to the widow.
Cyrus just watched you both with amusement. Humans and half breeds were interesting to observe.
"Creator still needs to make his weapon system, and she needs to download a few things to his programing. But other than that, he is fine.'' Fear smiles.
"Can.. He leave this room, I kinda want to see the others reactions." You say with a small smirk.
Fear shrugs. "Sure, why not?"
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Cyrus followed you closely, it was kind of unsettling but you knew he was just protective.
"Heya y/n. What's with the toaster?" Coby asked, dumb smirk on his face.
Cyrus toward over Coby by a couple of heads, Cyrus put one hand on his hip. "You have no room to talk grogon. If my sensors are correct, you're jealous of me. That is why you bring me down. Yet, I will not stoop to your level. Good day."
Cyrus sent a smirk to Coby, before taking by the hand and leading you down stairs.
Coby just stood there in shock.
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Romeo leaned on Cyrus' shoulder. "So.. What else were you built for.~"
Cyrus looked annoyed and he shoved the lust demon on the floor. "For your information, I was not built for such behaviour. I am not even 'equipped'. "
You spit your drink all over yourself while your face burned.
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Everyone sat in the living room, quietly, just staring at the skele-droid.
Lockheart spoke up, and you heard Cyrus' gears grind in annoyance.
"So.. Can you like.. Do my laundry robo dude?"
Cyrus stood up suddenly from the couch, he grabbed the fallen angel from the throat. "I am not your slave. Treat me again like this again and I'll make your death look like an accident."
He drops him on the floor then sits next to you again, arm on the back of the couch.
Lockheart coughed on the floor.
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Everyone had went to their rooms except you and Cyrus. You both stayed in the living room watching random movies on the SciFi channel.
Amour had snuck out of his room again, he tried to sneak passed you both, but Cyrus got to him before he could do any of that.
"Amour von pix. Species: Angel of blood. Status: Cupid Copy. Threat: Affirmative." Cyrus grabbed Amour by the wings and he tossed him back into the basement, sealing the door with the laser from his finger tip.
"I apologize for that. The threat was trying to escape once again." Cyrus smiled and sat you in his lap while he ran his phalanges through your hair.
You leaned against him and relaxed, dozing off to the humming of his mechanical heart.
End. (I shall write more of my robo boi. :3 I love him so much. I hope you guys enjoyed!)