"He stinks." Said Baldassare. "He's got the watchdog's stench all over him."
The other customers in the establishment all looked at Alois in horror. Even the waitress behind the counter, who had been so friendly was terrified. A few more staff members showed up in case there was any trouble, but as soon as they heard that, they were too afraid to do anything. The blonde menace uttered a sigh.
"How rude." He said nonchalantly, contrasting with his inner thoughts. "And you smell like week-old, rotten period, but you don't see me randomly shouting it at everyone."
"The fuck you just say?!" growled babyface as he stood up. He slammed his hands down on the table in front of him as his did and his chair fell over somewhere behind him.
"Are you deaf or something?" asked the blonde. "Is that why you keep yelling?"
"Shut the fuck up!"
"First you ask me what I said, and then you tell me to shut up? Make up your mind." Alois stated. He watched the vampire's movements carefully before saying: "Katelynn, what it?" referring to the waitress behind the counter.
"Y-yes?" the girl asked.
"You might want to duck."
Just then, Baldassare picked up his table and hurled it across the room, aiming straight for the blonde. He missed, however, when Alois jumped behind the counter and shoved the poor witch behind it to the floor as he ducked with her. The table crashed into various shelves stored along the walls, sending broken glass and mystery liquids everywhere. It smelled like alcohol and blood.
Once the girl was safe, Alois sprung jumped up and landed on the bar's surface. Briefly, he crouched down to grab his cup of tea before standing up again. Nothing seemed to have landed in it, so he put it up to his lips and continued drinking. This gesture only seemed to make the vampire angrier.
"Are you mocking me?!" Baldassare demanded as his foe finished his beverage.
"Ah~!" the blonde sighed. He looked down at the empty cup in his hand before looking to the coven-leader. "Maybe." He smirked.
"You bastard…" growled the vampire, clenching his fists. He snarled as he tried to stare the other man down. "I'll fucking kill you!"
Alois readied himself as his opponent lunged, jumping into the air and cocking his arm back to strike. His eyes glowed crimson as the vampire closed it, moving out of his line of attack and grabbing Baldassare's wrist. His foe let out a yelp as the blonde spun around, sending him flying in the same direction that he came. Alois jumped down from the counter-top and held his cup in the air.
"Cheers." He said in a playful tone.
Baldassare came charging at him once more, and he did not move once. Not yet. Not until the other man closed in on him. It was then that Alois brought his cup down again, smashing it over Baldassare's head. When the man was stunned, he used the opportunity to grab his shirt and spin them both around so that the vampire's back was pressed against the bar. Alois drew blood as he traced the remaining handle of the cup along babyface's jaw.
"Got it all out of your system, now, precious?" the blonde asked. Angrily, his foe snarled, baring his fangs as he stared the other man straight in the eye.
"Fuck you." He hissed, clenching the menace's wrist and digging his nails into the Macken's sleeve.
"No, thanks." Alois replied. "As much as I'm into snotty rich boys, I'm kind of seeing someone at the moment." Baldassare's eyes widened at the statement.
"Y-you're a faggot?!" he demanded, his body completely tensing.
"Is everything that comes out your mouth complete and utter shit?" the blonde answered with his own inquiry. "I'm not gay, and I already said I'm not interested in you. The person I happen to be romantically involved with just happens to be a man."
"Get the fuck off me, ass-pirate!" Baldassare shouted, trying to force away the hand that held the broken teacup up to his neck.
"Only if you promise to be nice."
"I don't have to be nice to a dick-eating asshole-jockey! Leggo!" For a moment, Alois was genuinely taken aback by the man's words.
"Now, listen here, ya little shit…" the blonde began, pressing the handle of the teacup harder into the other man's neck. "I don't know what your damage is, but nobody talks like that to me. Understand, here, princess?" He took the cup away while maintaining his grip on the other man's shirt with his other hand, raising it high above his head and lifting the vampire off of the ground.
"Now piss off. I'm busy." Alois said, tossing Baldassare to the side. The coven-leader hit the wall and landed on his head on the other side of the room.
With that, the menace made an attempt to at least straighten up the place, putting stool back where they belonged. He froze when he heard a click from the direction that he threw the vampire. He looked over his shoulder to see Baldassare holding a pistol in his hand from where he landed.
"I think you're the one who needs to piss off." The vampire stated. "See this, here? This is one of them 'anti-freak' guns that you fuckers get off on. It'll kill your ass dead, even if you are a demon. Get the fuck out before a blow your bloody brains all over the walls."
Alois simply straightened his back for a moment, before abruptly reaching into his coat and pulling out his gun. He aimed Kaspar directly at the other man's head. A wicked smile crossed his features as the vampire looked frightened once more.
"Cool." He said simply. "I do love a good shoot-out. Wonder which one of us is faster?"
"You bastard…"
"What's wrong? Run out of cute insults, 'Baby-Face'?" To this, Baldassare nearly snapped.
"Don't call me 'Baby-Face'!" he roared.
His gun went off, completely missing his target as pink smoke surrounded his body. Alois' eyes widened at the mist, as he hadn't the faintest clue as to what happened. HE soon figured it out, however, as the smoke cleared. The man who had once stood across from him was gone and in his place stood a boy who only looked around ten years old.
"No!" the boy shouted, fumbling with his gun as it got caught in the now loose-fitting clothes on his frame. "Not now!"
"Oh, yeah… You said something about a potion, earlier, didn't you?" Mused the demon. "Now I get it…"
"Fuck off!" Baldassare nearly yelped, finally freeing his weapon and aiming it again. "I can still kill you!"
"Oh my!" called a startled voice from the front of the shop, summoning the attention of both males. The small voice came from an elderly nun who stood in the middle of the doorway. She had a kind sort of look about her with a plump face and rosy cheeks. She looked to the younger-looking lad of the two with an almost disappointed face.
"Si-sister!" the coven-leader called, lowering his gun and hiding it behind his back.
"Are you being violent again, Baldassare?" the woman asked. "And to a new face, too?"
"But Sister! He's with the Watchdog! He was coming to get you!" the boy protested. He tried to point at the blonde menace, but his sleeves were now too long for that to become clear.
"The Watchdog?" inquired the nun, looking over to the blonde. "Is this true, child?"
"U-uh, yes, ma'am." Alois replied, unsure of how to act. If this really was Sister Dorothy, then it was best not to be rude. "I was supposed to give you a note from him."
"Oh, well let's see it, then." Spoke the Sister, extending her hand.
In response, the blonde simply reached into his coat and put his gun away before retrieving the message. He then made his way to the other side of the room and handed it to the woman. Her hands were freezing. She then opened the envelope and read the message, occasionally looking up at the blonde, and over to the other vampire. When she was finished, she smiled at the blonde before turning to Baldassare.
"Balda, I need you to come with us, please." She said.
"What?! Why?!" demanded the boy.
"This involves you too. It doesn't seem like anything serious, so it shouldn't take long." the nun replied. "Unless, of course, you want to leave me all alone with the Watchdog and his henchmen." Alois smiled as the woman knew just how to push the vampire's buttons.
"Fine." Baldassare groaned, trying to move in his garments. His shoes no longer fit, nor were his pants as they sat around his ankles. Fortunately, the vampire's shirt was now long enough to keep him covered. "I'm going to need a change of clothes, first."
A/N: Baldassare you asshat...
I still didn't get to use all of the insults and swears that I wanted, but this is a good start.
Anyways, I haven't got much to say, so, questions?
"Does Baldassare have a last name? And does Ciel actually smell like a dog?" by Honeycloud of RiverClan
I'm not even sure if "Baldassare" is even his real name! I bet a lot of vampires change their names after becoming that way, actually. Whether or not Baldassare did, I haven't decided yet.
Ciel doesn't smell like a dog! That was just Baldassare being a dick. He probably makes all kinds of dog-jokes about Ciel because he's a little shit.
Until the next chapter, my duckies~!
CHARACTER SHET
Question: "Question: For Audrey: are you ever, eventually, going to try and find your dad?" by TrinaDauntless648
Audrey's Answer:"I dunno. I'm still needed here, after all. Maybe someday. Not today, though. It was nice to hang out with the other reapers for a bit, but this is my kind of home, y'know?"
