Procrastination
The rain made Vendetta's hair plaster to her scalp, making her red streak turn almost purple. Sanguine trudged behind her, not knowing what he's doing. They were in the cemetery when strikes of lightening cracked in the clouds.
"Can we go inside?" Sanguine asked.
"You're such a wimp! It's just the weather."
"Maybe I am, I just hate the rain."
"Who could hate th-" she turned to find him missing, "the rain." she finished and ran back to the Temple.
Skulduggery dropped Valkyrie off and she ran inside from the thunderous rain.
"How is it out there?" Gordon asked.
"Rainy and boring." she replied and fell onto her couch.
"What's with Maladroit?"
"On the loose."
"Still?" he shuffled to the couch's side and frowned at her.
"So?"
"Isn't he stupid?"
"He's like a ninja, silent but deadly." she grabbed the remote and clicked the TV on.
"Shouldn't you have you got him behind bars by now?"
Valkyrie looked back at him and turned back to the screen.
"You're procrastinating."
"No," she protested and shot back at him, "why would you think that?"
"There's something on your mind." Gordon sat on what he could on the couch's arm. "What is it?"
"Nothing." she muttered.
"Tell me." he urged, "You know I will find out sooner or later."
Valkyrie rolled her eyes and turned the rest of her body to face him. "OK, you how some allies have been recruited for the Temple?"
"Yes."
"Yeah, their patrolling the Temple to keep it safe-"
"From what?"
"Like always, not what but who."
"Fine, from whom?"
"Lord Vile and Darquesse." she quickly said. Gordon stepped back and arched his eyebrows. "What? Aren't you shocked or something?"
"No."
She frowned, "Did you know it was going to happen too?"
"I went to Cassandra Pharaoh long ago when I was alive." he nodded.
"Did it ever occur that I should've known? Skulduggery pulled the same stunt on me as well, only he used Finbar."
"Sorry, but what was I to say? Hey, Darquesse and Vile will battle it out at the Temple."
"Fine. Whatever." Valkyrie returned to watching TV until she fell slept.
"Uh, thanks for leaving me out there." Vendetta said, ringing out the bottom of her ripped shirt.
"You're welcome." he smiled and leaned against the wall.
"You're such a goon." she joked as the water rose from her hair.
"I resent being called a goon, for I am a hit-"
"Man deluxe," Vendetta interrupted, mimicking his accent, "Will you ever shut up?"
"No promises, Scales." he smirked and resumed walking.
"Again, a goon…," she muttered. "What's the time?"
"There's a clock right behind you."
"Oh." she turned, "Damn, it's eleven-fifty-three. Whoo-hoo, patrolling." she waved her finger in a circle and walked to her position. "Do you think something exciting might happen?" knowing nothing will.
Sanguine shrugged, "Aren't I enough? I have no eyes!"
"Nor does Skulduggery."
"I tunnel under ground."
"I shape shift from a monster."
"My razors' scars never heal."
"I managed to rip invincible fabric."
"Yeah? Well, I'm one-hundred and look sexy."
Vendetta raised a brow and put her hands on her hips, "I'm eighty-four and hot." she batted her eyelashes a few times and did an over exaggerated snap to "diss" him.
"touché." Sanguine walked to his border lines. Their pagers beeped and started their shift.
Sorry, it's taken me forever to post this. I've been focusing on my other fanfics.