Chapter Eight: First Fight
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The smell of two types of alcohol filled the apartment. Both of the couple agreed it's nauseating and migraine inducing; however they strongly disagreed on which alcohol was causing the irritating effects. Husker stumbled through the door to the apartment Alastor gifted them. Charlie sent him back to get Nifty. She was late again as she has been since they moved. Spending all her damn time cleaning religiously. The light bounces off the freshly waxed floor(for the sixth time that day). Husk assumed it dried from the fifth time and slipped on the floor. "Fucking hell! Nifty! This is it! You don't need to clean everything constantly!" He screamed as his spine crashed into the floor.
"You're going to get fur on the floor! It just got cleaned! Get up!"
"It was cleaned five times today before I left. I fell when I got up and left for work. Somewhere we both should be!"
"Maybe you wouldn't fall if you didn't drink so damn much! Stop ruining my floors! The bottles crashing into them is scratching them."
"Fuck the floors, stop cleaning a place that's already been cleaned a thousand times!" Next thing he knows he gets a face full of bleach and before he can think about it a deck of cards goes sliding past Nifty scratching her face up. Things slowly become more violent with more screaming. It continues to the point they don't hear someone entering.
"YOU'RE GETTING BLOOD ON MY FLOORS AND WALLS!"
"IF YOU DON'T GET ASS OUT THE DOOR AND TO WORK IT WILL ONLY BE MY PLACE! I'LL GET AS MUCH BLOOD ON IT AS I WANT!" A knife goes flying by his face. For the first time in the 62 years she's been in hell Nifty hears an ear piercing sound that makes her think of demons the pastors would go on about. In the 50ish years Husker feels the flaming hellfire he'd been warned about. Sulfur replaces the overpowering smell of cleaning products. Husker immediately pulls Nifty behind him protectively. Nifty grisp the edges of his wing trying to subside her shaking.
"I love you." She whispers though she can't hear herself over the horrid screeching growl. He wraps his loving tail around her to comfort her. When the flames smolder out Charlie bares her teeth, her eyes shooting target lights at them. She stands there for a few minutes staring them down with the knife Nifty sticking out of her cheek. Then she starts a guttural moan that turns into a high pitched cackle. Nifty's nails dig deeper into Husker's wing.
"You're so lucky it was only me coming to get you. My office now," She states, sounding oddly calm, "oh, and you better pray to whatever bullshit you believed in before getting here that I don't run into Vagatha on our way, I don't lie or berate my lovers. At least she'll let you die together." She giggles leaving. Husker grabs Nifty's hand as they follow Charlie. They walk to whatever torture or death might be ahead of them forgetting their fight. In the newly gained terror of their boss they decide to enjoy whatever they have left together.