Title: What makes a good headmaster…
Fandom: Noblesse
Rating: K
Warnings: English is not my first language and this isn't betaed so please, if you see any mistakes, don't hesitate to rub it in my face. I need to learn.
Disclaimer: Noblesse belongs to other people and we are all lucky because of that. I make no profit of making this…unless you count the pleasure of simply writing.
Author's Note: I got hooked up on Noblesse just recently and felt that I must write something in this fandom. This is an attempt at humor which is absolutely not my thing so please be gentle when you throw something at me. In case my muse doesn't leave me, there may be more to this story.
-X-
One late summer night Frankenstein walked into his beloved house with a happy smile on his face. Exams will be starting tomorrow so the children would definitely be home already and with any luck they would be too busy with studying to visit every day.
His smile turned to a grin. Those exams sure will be difficult.
Please, do not misunderstand, Frankenstein loved children, as any respectable headmaster should. Even though these particular representatives of the human population were dead set on turning his lovely perfect house in a mix of playground and dumpster…and definitely ate half the junkfood in the city…and was it on purpose that they made the crumbs stick to every fiber of the couch?.. and how come, with so many people around, only these ones attracted every kind of supernatural trouble imaginable?.. and… and…
He had to stop himself. Of course the children didn't know any better and what's more important, they were important to his Master, so Frankenstein would bear with it and make sure all of them were happy…and busy.
Somehow reassured he only started to think about how nice it would be to finally have tea with his Master without anyone ruining their peaceful moment, when he saw IT.
IT looked at him with unnaturally huge eyes.
Frankenstein froze.
IT blinked.
Frankenstein's eye twitched.
IT blinked again.
Black menacing aura started to swirl around filling the house.
It squeaked and hid under the table.
Frankenstein contemplated whether it would be possible to draw the Dark Spear in the middle of his living room without actually damaging this ridiculously expensive wallpaper.
"I see you two met." Rai's voice sounded as impassionate as ever when he walked around his servant and sat down on the far end of the couch.
"M-master…"Frankenstein was at loss for words when the little hellspawn in a feline form moved from under the table and started rubbing himself on Rai's feet…and was that thing actually smirking at him?
"Children picked him up on their way here. None of them is allowed to have pets in the house so they asked us to keep him until they would be able to find an owner for the animal. They said it may take some time because they would be busy with exams."
The kitten sat down near Rai's ankle and licked its paw. Now Frankenstein was positive that the thing has been smirking at him.
"I hope you do not mind." Rai brushed his long fingers over the kitten's head and it purred happily begging for more.
"O-o-of course not, if that is what you wish, Master."
Frankenstein could swear that the kitten grinned when it heard him stutter.
Those exam plans should be revised. After all he is a kind headmaster so there is no need to make his cute little students pass all those horrible tests.