" He said he would come. It's almost the end of the week!"
"End of the week? It's only tuesday!"
Up was reclined in a heavily slashed red leather. He gave another glance towards Tess, who stood at the window. Her usual stoic appearance was betrayed by the swishing of her dark green skirts as she jumped lightly up and down.
"He said he would come. " Said Tess indigently in her thick accent. She turned around sharply with her arms crossed tightly across her chest. Tess marched over to Ups other side and sat on the arm of the chair. "So how are jou liking de chair ese?"she said offhandedly.
"Its, perfect." Up growled deeply, reclining. "Though it will need some... modifications."
"And how long will dat take?" asked Tess, getting up.
"Impatient today Tessy?" asked Up also standing. He put his hands on her shoulders. Tess turned her head slightly. She had dark shadows under her eyes. "I've never killed anyone before. At least not a human." Said Tess. Up tightened his grip on Tess. Tess turned to look at him again.
"I'm excited to do it. She said with a tiny smile.
"Maybe a little too excited darlin'" said Up, bringing her into him with a mocking smile.
Easy now.
Hush, love, hush.
Don't distress yourself,
What's your rush?
Keep your thoughts
Nice and lush.
Wait
Up started backing up with a firm grip on the sides of Tesses black corset. he sat down on the leather chair and positioned Tess on his lap. Tess kept an annoyed look on her face. Up was alot softer than she thought, but she didn't push away. Something about his touch was... nice
Hush, love, hush.
Think it through.
Once it bubbles,
Then what's to do?
Watch it close.
Let it brew.
Wait.
Suddenly it registered that Up had just called Tess "Love". Tess swallowed hard and put her mind on something else. Anything else.
"What about de judge? When do we kill em?" she asked impatiently, trying to stand. Up got up also and spun her around sharply. "Darlin' this is my revenge. If you step above yourself as my... Lets say lieutenant, then i'm afraid I might have ta..." Up slowly nudged Tess in the neck with his thumb. he gave Tess a little push away and turned to the window. Tess inhaled sharply and started to move to Up cautiously, now reminded of the danger he posed
Slow, love, slow.
Time's so fast.
Now goes quickly-
See, now it's past!
Soon will come.
Soon will last.
Wait
Don't you know,
Silly man,
Half the fun is to
Plan the plan?
All good things come to
Those who can
Wait.
Tess touched him lightly on the shoulder before quickly backing away. Up turned to her with a smile. Up went to the chair and sat down. Tess was about to leave when Up slapped his knees. She turned to him in confusion.
"Why don't you come sit on my lap?" asked Up. Tess cocked a eyebrow, but very slowly went to the chair. Up pulled her down and position her comfortably. Her dark hair ruffled his chin slightly as she rested her head on his shoulder.
"It really is a lovely chair"
Once again, Bug found himself at the large manor in London, but this time he was there with purpose. He had to see her again. He his behind the pillard of the gate as he worked his way to where Februarys window stood.
Suddenly with a deafening creak, the door opened a crack. The short browned haired head of Beadle Junior peaked his way, his pink spectacles perched on top of his head. Bug pressed himself against the stones and prayed to dead god that he would not see him. Junior moved his head from side to side before stepping outside and holding the door open for Judge Pincer to move through. The usual stoic face of the Judge was even more grim this day. He could not hear the words that were exchanged between Junior and Pincer, but soon they departed for the gate.
Bugs heart was in his teeth as Junior unlocked the gate. he would be caught for sure! But by incredibly lucky chance, the Judge and The beadle went in the opposite direction without glancing back. Bug watched as they strolled off together before bolting for where February was.
Up in her room, February sat by her window, squinting hard a a book. She wasn't so good with reading or words, but still struggled through the large ones in a futile attempt to decipher any kind of story. After being quite shaken that day she wanted to take her mind off it. But was certaintly not going to ask him to read to her. Suddenly she heard a whistle. She turned her head and looked around. There was another whistle before she thought to look down. Bug was waving at her.
Her face lit up at the sight of her mysterious lover. She ecstatically waved back. The man blew her a kiss and she nearly melted. She held out a finger to mean "one moment" and went back to find the note she wrote. February fit it through the bars of her window and it fluttered to the ground. Bug lunged to grab it.
Hey!
Resq me pls
xoxo February
It took Bug a moment to decipher the words before realizing she meant "Rescue me please". He gave her a loving look and a thumbs up before putting his hand on his heart. February did the same before Bug took off.
"My Lord. Do you think your sentence was valid last night?" asked Beadle Junior casually as they strolled to the courthouse.
"What do you mean by that Junior?" Asked Judge Pincer harshly. Despite young Junior being an almost equal in... cunning, he could be quite annoying. But nothing a simple threat to call his father.
"Nothing of course my lord! It's just don't you think the death sentence was warranted?" asked Junior.
"Was the evidence not irrefutable?"
"No but.."
"Guilty is guilty Beadle. Besides the Queen was present. She loves blood."
"But the boy was eight!" exclaimed Junior. Pincer turned to him with a hard look. "Guilty is guilty." The stare that came afterward made Junior shut up. Pincer folded his hands behind his back and they continued on.
"I have news Beadle" said Pincer. "I have decide to ask my beautiful ward February for her hand in marriage."
"Oh wonderful news my lord!" exclaimed Junior, mentally both thanking dead god for the change in subject and crossing February off his possible conquest list.
"Yes but she has rejected my proposal. I have no idea why." said Pincer grimly.
"uh well..." Started Junior.
"I'm sorry?" said Pincer dangerously. Junior swallowed hard. "Well you know women and their sensibilities."
Excuse me my lord
may I request my lord
permission my lord
to speak.
Your looking less than your best my lord
with powder upon your vest my lord
and stubble upon your cheek.
and women my lord are weak.
Pincer gave a quick glance at himself in a shop window.
"Stubble you say?"
Don't worry my lord
For I know my Lord
A barber my Lord
Of skill
A shave upon your face my lord
some Eu'de cologne to brace my Lord
You'll dazzle the girl until
She bows to your every will.
Finished Junior, before he could be ostracized.
Pincer folded his hands behind his back again.
"A barber you say...
Up and Tess were in the same position when Bug came barging in. Up shot up and nearly knocked Tess to the ground.
"Cabron" muttered Tess.
"Mr Up. I,I am in love!" Gasped Bug, trying to gulp air.
"Well that was fast." said Up.
"Yes it was. But she is imprisioned by the Judge. I have to get her out!" gasped Bug. Behind him, Tesses eyes widened. Ups face was straight. "The judge you say?" he said in his usual drawl.
"I don't know what else to do." Said Bug hysterically. "I don't know anyone else but you and , and I need to get her out of there." Bug started pacing around the room wildly. Tess raised an eyebrow at this but Up kept calm. Eventually Bug turned to them. "When I get her out, I'll need to bring her somewhere, just for a hour so I kind find us a carriage to take her away."
"I would be more than happy to Bug." said Up. Bug suddenly threw his arms around Bug. "Your the best!"
"No your the best." He said, easing away from Bug.
"Thank you Up" said Bug as he backed out the door. Up waved "cheerily" as he left in close the door behind him. He turned to Tess who stood frozen in the room. Up didn't know why she was staring at him like that. In the few days he had known her, he has seen her angry, stubborn and indignant, but sometimes for fleeting seconds she looks like she could break apart at any second.
"She's older than me jou know." said Tess. Up stared at her when he got what she was saying. Tess turned to the window sadly before exclaiming. "Meirida what now!"
Up rushed to the window and peered over her shoulder. Below on the street approaching the shop were two similarly dressed men, one more feminine than the other and a woman that very easily could've been a man in a gaudy pink dress. Trailing behind them was a young man with sandy blonde hair and a bruised girl with long blonde hair trailing to her ankles.
"The Mosquito brothers."
