-In which, Calcifer's days have gotten tedious.
Yay! My 2nd oneshot! In all, this is my 15th fanfic, and this is the only fanfic I have so far that isn't about Naruto! And like some of my other fanfictions, this one is named after one of Ayumi Hamasaki's songs. I hope you guys like it!
❤❀~Momentum~❀❤
It was just one of those days, you know. Calcifer just sat in the hearth, and he was just so bored. He watched as Markl played with Heen, and he just ignored the Witch of the Waste's stare. If it had been up to him, he would've been outside, flying around like the shooting star he was. But apparently he couldn't do that. It was raining . . . again.
And now the only thing to really watch was Howl and Sophie being all lovey-dovey with each other. It wasn't much to watch. He already knew the routine. Just a few hugs here and there, mostly a lot of teasing, and—
"HEY! NO KISSING IN THE LIVING ROOM!"
Yep, just same old same old. Really, it wasn't anything new. After Calcifer would reprimand them, Howl would just come up with some wimpy excuse while Sophie would just apologize. But for these past few days, Sophie had been really tired. So while Howl told his justification, she would just yawn or just simply won't be bothered with it. Though a bit strange, Calcifer had just shrugged it off. Who knew what Howl had done to Sophie in the dark of the night to make her so tired?
Well, anyway, the afternoons were a bit more eventful. It would seem that Howl could find numerous of reasons to anger his wife, but usually she'd just scold him. However, for these past few days, she had been more . . . touchy lately. She'd start yelling at him now, and sometimes she'd even leave the house in a rage. Of course, Howl would chase after her, but there had been a number of times where she just refused to return to the house. Howl would also throw his temper at these times, calling on the spirits of whatever and again using green slime. By the third time, Calcifer and everyone else in the household had grown used to it and didn't even mind it as they just continued with whatever they were doing. Sophie would return hours later in the evening to only yell again as she'd find the house drowned in slime, and she was left to be the cleaning lady . . . again.
But of course, the next day, they'd start this whole cycle . . . again, starting with all the lovey-dovey stuff. Calcifer sighed. Just how did his days get so tedious?
It was only days later that the news of Sophie's pregnancy reached the household demon. It would seem that his days would get a little more momentum, after all.