Friends
Disclaimer: Castlevania belongs to Konami, not me. I am making £0.00 out of this fic, it is written purely because I have a burning need to create. Although I would like to own Alucard . . . then he'd be mine.
Rating: PG-13
Part: One of Three
Authoress Note:Lisa try's to enforce friendship on her husband and son respectively.
Italics = thoughts and flashbacks
Chapter One
Work Text:
Lisa was insane.
He'd always expected that she was not normal. After all, she'd proven that by forcing her way into his life in the manner of the fearlessly determined. Beyond that, she not only tolerated him for his knowledge, she seemed to enjoy his company. She claimed to love him; had somehow let him convince her to marry him and was currently carrying his unborn son. That made her an exceptional mortal.
But exceptional does not always mean insane and so he had given her the benefit of the doubt. A benefit he was now revoked. She was mad, stark raving mad.
"Stop looking at me like I'm crazy." She folded her arms. Dracula attempted a smile, but she just glared harder and he wilted.
"Well," he started trying to choose his words carefully. "What am I supposed to think when you make such… requests?"
"I'm suspecting you didn't hear me correctly."
"I heard you perfectly. You have to know how insane this sounds."
"Am I not allowed friends?" Her tone was sharp, accusatory and he couldn't help the stab of hurt it inflicted on him.
"You know that's not what I mean." He spoke slowly, carefully. "You can have as many friends as you want. I suspect you could befriend the devil himself if you chose to."
"Some would say I've already done that."
"I like to think we're more than just good friends." He tried leering at her. It always made her laugh. Today it did not.
"Sometimes, when you're not being cruel."
"I'm hardly ever cruel these days."
"You're cruel now. I want you to meet my friends. I've met all their husbands. It's unusual for them not to have met you!" He laughed; he couldn't help it.
"My love." He was still careful of her sour expression. "I understand it is normal for mortal men to meet their wives' friends. However, I think I may be an exception to this rule."
"You're not as special as you think you are," she said firmly. He tried to look aghast and failed.
"I am very special. But in this case, I was referring to…" He couldn't think of a polite way of putting it under her glare, so he smiled wide, showing his teeth.
"Are you going to eat my friends?" He shook his head. "Then there's no problem. You cannot be any worse than Grace's husband. He smelled like a sheep and spent the entire time with us either picking his nose or leering at Sophie."
"I don't think I smell like a sheep. But I had a nasty habit of decimating the villages." Lisa huffed and slapped him lightly.
"Don't be foolish. Most of my friends weren't born the last time you did something so awful."
"But when they think of me, that is what they think of." He watched her carefully. "Now imagine me in a small room filled with women who are terrified of me. What do you think will happen?"
"But you can break the ice. I've seen you do it before." She slumped, her shoulders dropping, and he felt guilty. "With that strange little man, he was about to soil himself, but you made him laugh."
"That's different." She looked at him, irritated again.
"How is that any different?"
"He was alone; your women will be together. With individuals I can break through the fear if I want to; but groups of people I struggle with. They feed off each other's feelings. If one is scared, they all will be. It spreads like a disease. Also, it is easier with a man. We breed men to think of themselves as tough scary brutes, as you put it once, I believe. It is easier for me to appeal to that way of thinking."
"You appeal to me."
"Because you are a generous creature, you wanted to see something more to me and so you looked for it. Few mortals would be so kind," he said, and they fell silent together. The silence did not last long, but it was poignant.
"I just want our child to have a chance to be normal," she said after a few moments.
That was it, that was all it took, and she knew it. He could see her victory in her expression.
He always struggled to deny her anything, but when he plucked up the courage to say no, all she had to do was make what she wanted sound like something to benefit their child, and he crumbled. He saw her smirking at him and growled. She laughed. His snarls and animalistic traits ceased to frighten her after she had spoken to him for all of two minutes.
"Thank you," she smiled at him.
"As long as I don't have to wear anything weird." It was a foolish condition, one he knew was pointless but said so he could feel like he still had some power, some control under her influence.
"You're fine as you are. Come on, they'll be here in half an hour." She tugged at him.
"You already invited them!"
"Of course."
End Chapter One
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