Sup. This chapter takes place after the guys and ghouls vanish and before Professor Steam is rediscovered in the MH world but after the Luna Park excursion in the Avengers-verse. Slowly trying to sync up the happenings guys. Planning for events to soon be concurrent in a chapter.
Onward!
*WTF*
Between the agitated hissing complete with raised fur from the black werecat in the corner; the dour look on the faces of Mr. and Mrs. Geist and the way things were levitating around them; the fact that Mr. Leroux eyes were pitch black with jaw clenched making his half mask much scarier while his wife clutched his shirt looking green (she's supposed to be pink...); as well as Mr. Where sitting terrifyingly still and quiet, one could naturally pity both The Headless Headmistress and the investigators also standing in her office who just told the assembled parents they had no unearthly idea where their children were.
Add to that the dark aura wafting off of Ms. Gorgon slowly adding pressure to the room and the door Hes had just punched out (with a good portion of wall...really hope it wasn't load bearing...) and Crispen Burns began to question the intelligence of having this lil pow wow indoors. Confidentiality be damned.
Was he anxious about his sons? Hells yes. Inside him a volcano raged at "missing", "your children" and "mysterious circumstances" put in the same sentence. Fire elementals were by nature volatile creatures. Yet he knew in order to pursue his dreams, he would need to get a handle on his inherently fiery temper. He also had years of practice and meditative technique mastery that kept Monster High from becoming a towering inferno.
Weed helped a fuck ton too. At the moment he was high as a kite.
The band manager initially sweat bullets over the issue of his employ when the cost to insure the Infernal Fire Brigade went up astronomically. Ironically because when he signed as their new drummer he became the only member who was actually a walking fire hazard. Stixxon Skellington (lead singing skeleton), Axel Slashen (and Orc/ogre hybrid on bass) and Lucie Morningstar (a she devil on keyboard/literally every other instrument known to man and monster) all eventually got sick of explaining why their drummer was passed out on the bus instead of on stage. As a roadie who happened to play drums, Crispen often subbed anyhow so it seemed logical. Since "often subbed" actually meant Ribb hadn't played more than half the shows or appeared for a recording session in the last 2 years.
Yet Pawla Moonracer howled her head off. The skinwalker had no issue with him as a roadie because he was employed by a separate company/independent contractor and thus not really her liability. The instant he signed on the dotted line BLECHO Insurance Inc wanted a word with her. Their agent politely informing the label of the 300% rate increase who in turn demanded to know what the hell she thought she was doing being her only notice of the new hire probably didn't help matters. Nor did the lawsuit Ribbert Skellington filed citing wrongful termination. Publicly calling his own little brother a traitor and Crispen an imposter. After Burns may or may not have incinerated Ribb's Rolls-Royce. No cameras with
no witnesses equalled no non verbal proof. Plus it was just as likely the idiot had been drunk and did it with a cigar and an 80 proof belch on accident.
Here's where knowing the heir of a legal dynasty came in handy. Lucie's grandad made the case that Ribbert himself had defrauded Screamin Meanies Productions. Crispen covering for him at shows wasn't illegal. However telling the company that he compensated his sub when collecting the check yet his bandmates paid Crisp out of pocket was. So was him being listed as drummer on the album credits when he was never in the studio after the first release. He shut up super fast at the mention of an issue 8 figure fraud countersuit (which the label kindly dropped) and the 7 figure defamation one Lucius offered to file on Crispen's behalf (which he filed and won anyway...for twice the amount).
At the mention of the object at the center of the kids' disappearance, a broken idol of Sekmet, Crispen's eye twitched but he otherwise did not react. Instead he casually slid his phone outta his pocket.
C. Burns: Yo, Lucie ?4U
L. Morningstar: Sup?
C. Burns: YR ol man # ASAP?
L. Morningstar: WTFDYDN!?
C. Burns: Nothin. Yet. Lookin to get sbdy in trouble not outta it.
L. Morningstar: U R a rt bstrd 420boy aintcha? WAM
Oh yeah, there's more than one way to burn a bitch.
*WTF*
"Whoa. Back up. Jackson and Holt are being weird, you're not worried and sex with them is way awesome." Porter began. "But you sorta are worried cuz you don't know why they changed. Dude they can't keep their hands off you why are you stressing?" he finished with a flat stare.
Invisibilly was being 'questioned' at the moment. Porter went first thoroughly annoying the agents. Since they wanted untainted answers, neither boy could talk to their friends until they talked to SHIELD first. Holt called bullshit and angrily stomped off an hour ago leaving those two free to chat. Well, they all spent the day together already so what would separate interviews really accomplish?
Sex...was better than awesome and way more enjoyable than with Cleo ever was. Only together about a month and a half, Jackson and Holt were deflowered within 72hrs of the claim. As in drug out to Deuce's car, driven out in the woods and rendered unable to walk properly right after Mr. Demone touched Jackson that day. So submissive and eager to please despite being a virgin. Holt could only be described as a power bottom. Thank the gods he didn't have nearly the strength his brother did or D would have had to explain a broken pelvis to an ER nurse. Hyde hadn't been kidding about riding him like a pony. The few times after didn't have quite the same intensity. Since they've been here in this world though both his lovers had undergone an interesting personality change. Super clingy and the wanton moaning anytime something touched the mark. Nine times out of ten if they were alone, they were fucking too. The casketball captain could sort of understand why Porter saw no issue.
"Geist, shut up." Deuce growled dragging a hand down his face. "I think I know the reason but I'm not 100%. I mean I'm pretty sure no one but me has been dumb enough to ever try and claim someone from their family but being super submissive and docile is the major change in personality I was expecting and scared of. All the books I read back home don't say a thing about this though. I mean Jackson can sweetly smile at someone while sincerely promising to slit their throat. He did exactly that to an agent who tried to separate us when we got dumped here. Hardcore secret agent man will not stand in the same room with him now. Holt's got a serious murderboner for Tony Stark every time the guy opens his mouth. I have never seen him do serious about wanting to do irreparable harm to someone. To be fair every time he talks it's something way rude and Tony seems dead set on getting him to go nova...still! This is a big deal no matter how much I like the fringe benefits!"
"I get it bro. Look, Jekylls and Hydes have an unstable chemistry right? Maaybe that plus your venom made them react kinda wonky to the magic of the claim bite. I mean I'm actually surprised you didn't poison them."
"Nngh!" Deuce put his head down on the table. "What if I did? What if because of me there is something REALLY wrong with them? Like life and death wrong?"
To that the teen specter had no response. Neither did the Avengers and Fury monitoring their conversation via Jarvis and other surveillance.
*WTF*
And I've explained Jackson/Holt as well as touch back on the 'mentally unstable' comment about them from a few chapters ago. Was it worth the wait?
So, their Mama Hyde is more hands on but Jackson/Holt's dad is a pretty laid back. And has no problem wielding the legal system as a weapon to get even. The de Niles might well and truly be screwed. Cookies for anyone who noticed to names I hid in his band. Some might only make sense to me though.
Next chapter will have more parental reactions, how Operetta got to the tower (hint: Fury is NOT happy about how that went down) and I'll try to shed more light on the mysterious Drosselmeyer and his dolls
Text Translation cuz I know not everyone uses the same shorthand. And yes Crispen is a stoner but a productive one. No this doesn't hint at an affair with a bandmate. He's not suicidal n_n
C. Burns: Yo, Lucie ?4U (Yo, Lucie question for you)
L. Morningstar: Sup? (what's up?)
C. Burns: YR ol man # ASAP? (Your dad's number as soon as possible?)
L. Morningstar: WTFDYDN!? (What The Fuck Did You Do Now?!)
C. Burns: Nothin. Yet. Lookin to get sbdy in trouble not outta it. (Nothing. Yet. Looking to get somebody in trouble not out of it.)
L. Morningstar: U R a rt bstrd 420boy aintcha? WAM (You are a right bastard aren't you weed boy? Wait a minute.)
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