an; This is.. pretty much crack, wahaha. Me and -OutspokenSilence- have taken quite a liking to crack pairings in the Repo! fandom, and usually when one of us ends up writing something it turns out ridiculously cute/interesting/not-so-crack xDD. Anywayyy, enjoy!
I'm not entirely sure how it was that I ever crossed paths with you, Graverobber. I'd heard stories of you, oh, lots of stories. Back when.. when Marni was alive, we'd talked about you a little bit. Usually telling each other scary stories, she would always bring you up, and I'd shiver at the mental image of some 7ft tall man with a pale white face, drifting around our local cemetery and sticking needles into corpses. When I got involved with GeneCo, there was always some mention of you there, usually from Rotti, or Miss Sweet. None of it was very pleasant, mind. I'd decided a long time ago, that I never really wanted to meet you. But some things can't be helped, can they?
The first time I met you, I was trying to escape. The overwhelmingness of what I'd gotten myself into at GeneCo was too much for me to handle. It was after my first performance, I recall, and I was so nervous I thought I was going to throw up. When it was over, I slipped out through the back of my dressing-room and ran as far away from that wretched place as I could. I stopped in a dark alleyway somewhere, and you appeared as I was trying to catch my breath.
'Going somewhere?' You said, in a deep, husky voice, and you frightened me so much I gasped and almost toppled forwards into a trashcan. You laughed and offered me a hand, and I took it nervously, the hand I offered you back shaking like a leaf. You helped me upright, and introduced yourself, 'Name's Graverobber,' you said politely, and I started wondering whether I should run for my life again. You must of sensed the fear in my eyes, because you took a step back then, and told me you meant no harm. So I nodded politely, and told you my name.
'Magdalene,' you said with a sly smile, 'that's a beautiful name.' A giggled escaped my lips, and you grinned.
I spent the rest of that night sat in that alley with you, and we talked for about four hours straight. I spoke as if I'd known you all my life, told you everything that was on my mind, and you sat and listened to me, your eyes never leaving mine. For the first time since Marni died, I felt like someone cared, you know? When I decided it was time for me to head back, you kissed my hand and waved me off into the night, like a.. a King, or something. I ran all the way back to GeneCo with a smile on my face, and a feeling in my chest that had been gone for way too long.