Category: Resident Evil Village
Rating: M
Couples: -
Warnings: AU, mention of torture, Blood
Chapter: Interlude
Copyright: Characters & places © By Capcom, Plot & OC´s © by me
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Life settled into something of a tenuous equilibrium. Mother Miranda all but moved into the home of her eldest surviving child, and the other three were regularly seen at the large castle.
The Dimitrescu household had daily visitors of one or more of its' matriarch's siblings, often times bearing small presents for the two younger children.
"Really?" The towering owner of the castle looked down on her more annoying brother, arms crossed over the small bump that had started to form after a month of Nymph-growth.
"She seems to like it." He took a pull from his cigar, watching the small car he had brought along with him zoom around the area. A pile of mold was on the controls, Ereina clearly slamming down the proverbial gaspedal. "Let your daughter live, Alcina."
"I don't mind my daughter living, I mind that you are having her live near a lot of fragile and expensive items." Her face twitched when her youngest barely dodged a rather expensive vase. "I sincerely doubt you are going to replace whatever gets broken."
"Well, as I have said before, you have far too much stuff anyway." Heisenberg smirked up at her, before he had to sidestep the small red car that looped around the white-clad woman and had aimed poorly to miss him.
The little vehicle disappeared down a hallway, nearly hitting the wall when taking the far-away corner.
"Why do I let you into my house...?" The older woman muttered, hand rubbing her stomach absentmindedly.
"Because Mother told you to." He quirked an eyebrow at the move, but did not comment. Even in that short month, it had become quite clear she preferred not to talk too much about the fact her pregnancy was far more literal with the 'baby is a parasite'-opinions of some people.
"That is about the only reason, yes." She flinched when the sound of a crash echoed back towards them. "If that was something important..."
"Yes, yes... dick gets cut off and fed to me..." He rolled his eyes. "Relax, will you?"
She snorted, an action he would not have seen around him like a year ago. Both of them headed down the hallway in search for the accident.
They found it at the next corner, where Ereina had not missed the wall and crashed against it.
He snorted now, laughing softly at the distinctly splatted look of his youngest niece.
"Ciuperca mea mică..." His sister chuckled, kneeling down to overturn the car again and scoop her youngest into it. "Do be careful when you use this thing, at least."
The moldy blob bloated before settling again briefly with a outdrawn whistle