Woo! My first chapter fic. I hope his amuses and entertains you. - So here's chapter one. P.S. I still own nothing. T.T Huggles Jean anyway
Jean: o.O Huggles back
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"No Maes, you aren't listening to me. I can't watch Alysia tonight, I--"
"Great! I'll drop her off around seven!"
"…have a date." Jean finished his sentence despite the fact Maes had already hung up the phone. "Damnit."
Seven o'clock came about rather quickly that night and Maes arrived with his daughter like clock work. "Hey Jean! Thanks again." The dark haired man said once Jean had answered the door.
"Look Maes, I was trying to tell you before. I can't--"
"No time. Gracia and I need to leave now to get to the play on time. Bye!" He said to Havoc. "Bye sweetie, see you tomorrow morning." He said to his daughter before kissing her cheek. Then Hughes was gone before Jean could say a word more.
Jean felt a tug on his pants leg which caused him to look down. "Hello Mr. Havoc!" Little Alysia smiled up at him. "What are we gonna do now?"
He let out a deep sigh. He'd hate to do this the girl, but there was no other way. "You're gonna go upstairs and stay in the guest room all night, while I have dinner with my date." He said as he carried her and her bag up the stairs to the guest room.
"But…but…"
"Please, just stay for me."
"But that's no fun!"
Finally he got her to agree with him--it cost him five bucks, but it worked--and just in time too; Jean's date had arrived.
"No, Jean. It's not you, it's me. I don't deserve you."
He'd heard it tons of times before. "Yea…yea…." He mumbled.
"Really Jean, don't lose hope. Good night, Jean." The girl replied before leaving.
Alysia heard the front door shut and decided it was safe to go downstairs now. There she found a very miserable looking Jean Havoc sitting on his living room sofa. She wandered over, climbed up onto the sofa, and sat in his lap. "What's the matter Mr. Havoc? Where's that girl?"
"She left, Alysia. For good." He sighed.
"Oh. You're not gonna marry her?"
Jean let out a soft chuckle. "No. No, Alysia. We aren't gonna get married. Hell, I doubt I'll ever get married with the way I go through girls. If I can't even keep a girl for a week, how the hell am I suppose to keep one for life?" He ended, sounding quite sorrowful. And with that, Jean headed off to the kitchen to clean up.
Little Alysia couldn't help but feel bad for the man. She wanted him to be happy just like her daddy. "You won't be lonely forever mister." She whispered to herself. And he wouldn't, not if she had anything to do about it.
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Chapter one done! I honesty have no idea when the second chapter will but up. I don't even have it written out yet. I'll try to get it done soon however. (I write stuff on the spur of the moment, so I actually have nothing planned out. o.O) Sorry guys, I'll try my best! R&R and E-mail as always! -