Holy cow, you all seem to like it!
Well, here's more of Chrono and Rosette, whom I, sadly, do not own.
Chap: hooligans!
Chrono sat perfectly still on the bed, just as confused as the rest of them. The tattered remains of his smaller clothes were hanging off him from when they'd been torn off by his greater size. He was in his true form, to his complete and utter surprise. Of course, his first thought had been that Rosette had opened the seal for some reason, but feeling a lack of the girl's energy negated that theory. Since there were no disturbances to cause her to use the watch, he was officially stumped. And officially worried by what all was happening.
But really, wasn't this a bit much? He spoke slowly so as to not spook anyone. "Um, sirs? You really don't have to keep the guns on me."
Over twenty men of the militia had come at the sound of the commotion and, seeing Chrono transformed, all of them had drawn their weapons, keeping them leveled on the surprised devil. One of the men smiled back, replying, "Better safe than sorry, eh?" The devil nodded his head in reluctant understanding, glancing over at Fr. Remington. The man was shaking his head in amusement at the boy's misfortune. Chrono raised a sarcastic eyebrow. "You're loving this, aren't you?"
"I admit, the sight does give me some amusement," the priest answered. "After all, its not every day you see a demon in his night shirt."
Chrono looked down at the now tiny shirt that barely covered anything in his true form. Right now it was hugging his chest and torsoworse than glued paper mache,and he blushed in embarrassment just as Rosette came running into the room. She took one look at everything going on, from the slightly panicked look on Chrono's face to the twenty-odd guns aimed at him by some of the militia men and her eye twitched a bit. Recognizing the signs, Chrono went to duck and cover as Rosette let loose on all the men present.
"HOW COULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS, YOU BUNCH OF BULLIES!? HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON ANYMORE THAN YOU DO, HOW DARE YOU AIM GUNS AT HIM—"
Seeing the look that she was glaring at them, the devil tried to divert her wrath. "Um, Rosette?" Chrono hesitantly asked.
"I'M GOING TO SIC SISTER KATE ON ALL OF YOU, AND I HOPE YOU'RE GOOD AND READ TO MEET YOUR MAKER 'CAUSE IF SHE DOESN'T BEAT YOU UP"—
He tried again, getting a little afraid at that look of high holy wrath in her eyes. "Rosette?"
"THAN I WILL YOU PACK OF—OF"—
"Hooligans?" Remington supplied with a delighted smile.
"THAT'S RIGHT, YOU ARE A PACK OF HOOLIGANS!!"
"Oh, god, don't encourage her," Chrono groaned, covering his eyes with one hand.
"But its so much fun," the priest replied.
Rosette whirled at that. "AND WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU---um," the girl blushed furiously at the sight of the man, instantly lowering her voice. "Um, what are you still doing here, Father?"
"Convalescing," he replied. "That, and watching the entertainment." He gestured the few men still remaining after her ranting. The poor men literally trembled when she looked back at them, suddenly breaking form and racing each other out of the room. The nun blushed terribly at causing tremendous chaos again.
And who should walk into the room but Sister Kate, followed by the Elder and the resident doctor. All three of them marched up to the bed that kept Chrono, who was shaking his head at the shenanigans. He looked up, and on seeing them, got up from the bed to greet them properly. "Hello, Sister, Elder, doctor—um, sir? I don't think I caught your name?"
"Micheal St. Justice," the stoic man answered, extending his hand for the devil to shake. He was tall, in his late thirties, with short brown hair and tired green eyes. "You may call me Doc. And you may also sit back down before the abbess gets a nosebleed from blushing." The devil started before glancing over to the nun, who was indeed bright red from blushing and looking off to the side. Rosette, too, was turning bright red. He frowned in confusion before the Elder caught his eye and gestured for him to look down. He did so—
He stared. "Eeep!" He leapt back onto the bed, curling up so that the shirt now could at least cover his essentials. The poor devil thought he would catch fire from blushing. The older man came over to him, grinning. "I've never seen anyone get that girl so quiet. Good job, my boy."
"S-s-s-sir! Ma'am! I'm sorry!" The devil desperately tried to get his blushing under control. "I didn't mean to—um, that is, I"—'What the hell should I say? Sorry, didn't mean to flash any of you?'
"D-don't worry," the woman said, scrambling for her composure. "I didn't see—much."
Rosette snickered as she recovered from her blush, quietly murmuring, "Way to go, Chrono. You pervert."
"What?!" he blushed even redder.
"Alright, everybody, calm down. We need to think about this rationally now," the doctor said with a trace of amusement at the girl's antics. "Chrono, can you think of any reason that this would happen to you? Is there any sort of precedence for this that you remember?"
"No, I've never transformed like this, even when I had my horns." The devil cocked his head thinking as he calmed. "Since Rosette's not using the watch, I would need an alternate source of power, and a strong one at that. But I can't think of anything that would—"
"I've got it!" The elder shrieked suddenly, nearly giving the abbess a heart attack. "The spell!"
"The spell?" Chrono and Rosette echoed.
St. Justice frowned. "What spell?"
"Of course! Chrono's body is unconsciously absorbing the spell's demonic energy, like having a battery plugged in. So long as the spell is still in effect, Chrono should remain in his true form," the old man said excitedly as the abbess explained what had gone on to the doctor.
Most of those gathered frowned at that. "To even transform him requires a great deal of energy," Sister Kate said softly. "How powerful is this spell to sustain it for this long, or even longer?"
"And what could its effects be upon Rosette?" Remington asked the room at large. Chrono winced at the implications of it. Something so powerful, what could it do to the human girl standing beside him?
Rosette looked troubled as well, at everyone's stare. Finally she couldn't take it anymore—
"What are you all looking at!?"
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