This is a gag chapter. This means it is not actually connected to the real the story. The real story will continue in chapter 22. Enjoy.

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Chloe

"Erik!" I yelled as I walked into the lair.

"Just a second!" he yelled back.

Moments later Erik's head popped out of the kitchen entrance. "You're just in time. I was just getting ready to make lunch", he said with a smile.

My eyebrows quirked guiltily; he must have noticed, because he fully emerged from the kitchen and began to walk towards me. "Is there something the matter", he asked with concern in his voice.

I couldn't form words.

Seeing Erik in a pink apron had completely taken away my ability to think. It was pink, and not just like pink, it was like pink, and it had bows and kittens and lace on it. Where did he even get that, I thought flabbergasted.

"Chloe… Chloe… Chloe, for dear God Chloe will you answer me", Erik demanded waving his hand back in forth in front of my face.

"So- sorry it just you look so….. FABULOUS", I said snappy my fingers in a Z shape. Erik looked down at me in confusion before he looked down at himself. His mouth slowly fell open and a blush started to creep up his masked face.

"I am going to kill Gabriel the next time I see him", he murmured fiercely. I patted both of his shoulders. "It's fine Erik, besides I think you look cute", I whispered softly before kissing his cheek.

I pulled away slowly, but his arms stopped me. His scent engulfed me; his touch was warm and caring. The grandfather clock stuck two. Damn, time to go, I thought.

"Erik I got to go", I said trying to keep the regret out of my tone. Slowly he opened his arms and let me step back.

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Third Person

"Where are you going?" Erik asked confused. Chloe smiled heartily before answering, "Me and Oliver are going out for lunch".

"Hey y'all! How ya doin?" Gabriel called from the entrance of one of the corridors. Chloe giggled softly before muttering something about how she should leave before they started fighting.

"Where ya going little miss", Gabriel asked before pulling Chloe in a hug. Chloe laughed before returning the hug.

"Jeez what is it with you two and hugs?" She asked before disentangling herself from him and running down the corridor that Gabriel had just come from.

Gabriel's gaze lingered on Chloe's retreating form, before Erik's fist demanded his full attention. Gabriel went staggering before he caught himself on a chair.

"What the Hell d'ya do that for?" Gabriel demanded as he righted himself. "One: you are waaaay too affectionate with Chloe", Erik said shoving him back.

"Two: you replaced my regular apron with distasteful pink contraption", Erik accused, blocking Gabriel's oncoming punch with his forearm.

"And three: language", he finished, kicking Gabriel's legs out from under him. Erik was immediately upon the poor wretch, securing his arm above his head.

"Well Erik, seems ta me like you've caught me red handed on all three charges. So whadda gonna do about it boy?" Gabriel demanded with narrowed eyes.

"Well you are lucky that we are friends or otherwise I would probably kill you", Erik stated matter-o-factly. Gabriel rolled his pale eyes in response. Erik ignored the rude gesture as wheels began to turn in his head.

"Listen you fool. Chloe is going out to lunch with the opera house owner: Oliver. I know you have feelings for Chloe, but I am going to look past that, because I am going to need your help with a reconnaissance mission", Erik said, releasing Gabriel's wrists from his iron clad grasp.

Erik then flicked Gabriel on the nose before getting off of him and helping him up. "Fuck yeah! No way in Hell am I gonna let some snot nose brat have Chloe", Gabriel hollered as he fist pumped.

Erik punched him in the arm. "Language", he scolded before walking away to grab his cloak.

"Ummmmm… Hey granny ya may wanna take off you apron fore we head out", Gabriel said trying, but failing, to not laugh. He then took off down the nearest corridor at a dead sprint, chuckling like a maniac.

Erik's face contorted into a look of demonic rage as he yelled after him, "YOU SON OF A BITC-".

"LANGUAGE!" Gabriel interrupted picking up his pace as he noticed that Erik was hot on his tail.

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Hey my faithful readers! So here is the surprise. Drum roll please!

I am going to be updating the regular story tomorrow and this gag chapter is going to have a part two that I will post this next Monday!

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