Chapter 25
Angéle sat contentedly brushing her hair. Suddenly, Angéle's stomach let forth a vehement growl. Angéle blushed profusely and clapped her hand over her midsection in an attempt to stifle the noise.
"You are hungry!" Erik cried, "I shall make you something." With that, Erik dashed from the room with the air of a child who is eager to please.
Angéle giggled madly at Erik's zeal. She was so happy to be away from her parent's estate she was giddy. Erik came back and set two plates on the table Angéle stood up and started to carefully limp towards the table. Erik darted forward to help Angéle.
"Just show me where the table is Erik. I'm more worried about bumping into something than anything else."
"Oh! Erik almost forgot," he said, striking his forehead, "Daroga returned your cane earlier today." Erik then caught up Angéle's cane and placed it in her hand.
"Thank you, Erik," Angéle said.
She did not know why she did it, perhaps she was overly excited at her change of environment, but Angéle reached up to remove Erik's mask in order to give him a kiss.
As she pried off his mask, Erik snatched Angéle's hand and twisted her arm behind her back.
AAAAAAAAAAHHH!
Yeah I don't let the fuzzies last too long. If you want a (slightly) less crazy Erik check out my other fic.