Third day of being sick. House has offically run out of tissues. Need food that is not soaked in cream cheese -.- ala, story of my life
Okay... this is short, but it's a transitional chapter, so I couldn't really do much with it...
disclaimer: um... if I owned DGM, then Allen would no longer be a virgin... cuz Road wouldn't have stopped at nailing him to the wall and burning half his clothes off BD
Allen did not complain at all as Road made her way back home with him, the cold biting at her skin yet again, but the doll sent out some sort of heat as he wrapped his arms around her, warming her almost instantly. It was certainly no josh when Rodrickle said that his coin operated boys could do almost anything.
It was so comfortable, Road decided she might forget about using her door for a slight while. And after a while, she realized, being a doll made to please their masters, he couldn't object to carrying her about the rest of the distance, right? It was like a comfy, well-moving horse that didn't require her to balance on. Not only that, but it was like lying on a heating pad. Tyki and the Earl hardly ever let her ride piggy-back. Now she could do it whenever she wanted! It would be great!
"I'M BACK!" The mostly silent mansion echoed with the sound of Road's voice, calling her siblings at the top of her lungs. Within moments, what was once only quiet and echo turned into a stampeede of thundering footsteps and shouts of 'what's it look like?' and 'so many freakin' toys!', mostly from Jesdevi. The rest mostly moved down silently, only even showing up to be sure the first child wouldn't corner them on their own.
And brag about her newest toy. For hours. And hours. And a few more hours for good measure. Then she would suddenly remember him and run off. And the screaming would be too loud for sleep. And she would hunt them down the next day. And brag more. And more. And more. And maybe a bit more before she would remember he would be healed by then.
And so on.
Most of them were down in time to see Road sliding off the back of a young boy whom they had never seen before. Well, it was somewhat obvious why they hadn't seen him before, as he had most likely only recently been purchased. His look was unusual, but oddly alluring. There was something in the way he had been crafted and programmed to move that made you believe he was very much real.
"And this is?" The Earl asked, his large figure appearing out of nowhere into their midst. Road cheered and ran forward to hug her 'grandfather' 's huge belly, as she wasn't quite tall enough to hug him around his neck.
"It's Alleeeen!" She chanted, holding the last silibal much longer than necessary before jumping off the Earl and running back to hug the coin boy tightly, him making no move to stop her, but just letting her do as she pleased. Road grinned and hugged even tighter until she could faintly hear the small clicks of machines in him struggling to keep his constant form. The Noahs apparently heard this sound as well, despite how minute, and looked at each other, wondering how the boy could still have a straight face when being pushed to the point of nearly snapping in half.
The Earl, hoping his money would last a bit longer than several hours, decided to distract Road momentarily. "What did you get for him, Road?" He asked, referring to the special features and abilities that coin boys all had personalized for their owners. A wide grin took over her face.
"Everything!" She cheered. The Earl laughed knowingly, he had figured Road would get the most expensive, extravagant, and downright torturable doll she could find.
"Well, lezzus seez what 'e c'n duh!" David cheered, over-accenting his already highly-pronounced accent, which didn't actually seem to be from anywhere, but made up as the twins went along. It sounded as though they had incorporated what they thought was a French accent into their usual. Road ignored it, cyphering what they had said within moments.
"Allen, dodge everything they throw at you and stop them somehow," She said, loosening her grip on him until he was able to slip out of her grasp. His smile was still etched onto his face effortlessly.
"As you wish it, Road," He recited. The twins pulled out their revolvers as their skin darkened to the shade of ashen gray. The revolvers clicked rapidly as the bullets automatically loaded without the ammo even having to exist in the first place. Road's door appeared and swallowed her up, another reappearing at the Earl's side as she hopped out to watch how her new toy would fare.
Allen vanished from the path of the blue bomb quite easily, running forward the moment the twins had begun to fire with the grace and speed of a large feline. Left, right, left, jump, fall. Duck, left again, and repeat. He was buying time, figuring out how the twins attacked as he twisted and turned and jumped and ducked. Like a twisted dance in which there were a few too many people.
His metallic gray eyes remained fixed solidly on Jesdevi, which was no small feat, as he was constantly dodging and memorizing attacks. It was only the computer-like memory system that he managed to do all of this at once. They never moved from one another's side. Allen figured if he could get them appart, he could easily stop the threat, as Road had said.
He slipped off a glove and in the back of his mind, a switched clicked and activated the remaining part of the human he had once been. The gears implanted in the arm slowly spun, giving it energy to activate and move as the flux hit him and the change began.
The great white cape grew to unimaginable sizes as the fabric was pulled out of his shoulders, spanning across the room, easily slipping between Jesdevi and retching them apart. The attacks immediately ceased.
The Earl laughed gleefully, Road jumping off his shoulders to run over and knock Allen over with another gear-crushing hug. The white cape retracted, releasing the twins amazingly unharmed. They blinked before running over to each other, screaming that they had been too far apart.
The Earl clapped in approval. "My my, that was quite interesting!" Road smiled, turning her head away from the doll.
"See Earl? Arent you glad you let me get him now?" She squeed, joy radiating off her. "Not only do we get a doll who'll do anything I ask, he even has an Innocence!"
000
"Lenalee! Lavi! Komui wants to see you in his office!" Reever yelled from across the training area, "You has a mission for you," Lavi nodded to Lenalee as he dodged a stroke from Mugen.
"Tell him we'll be there in a minute," Lenalee called back. Lavi twirled his hammer in his fingers before commanding it to grow and swinging it at Kanda. "Lavi and Kanda are sparring, they'll be finished soon," Reevre nodded and kept walking, he, Johnny and Tapp all trying to see over the huge stacks of papers they were carrying.
It took Kanda five more minutes, give or take, to knock Lavi into the wall and hold him at sword point.
"Touche, already, Yu," Lavi whined from his grounded position, "You win!" Kanda clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"First, you're frickin' slow, second, don't call me that, third, I'm not French, what the hell does 'touche' mean?" He demanded, Mugen hovering closer and closer to Lavi's uncovered eye. Lavi laughed nervously. He wondered in the back of his mind how Kanda could know it was French but not what it meant, but he was much too preoccupied with the kantana that threatened to run him through to voice the question.
"Kanda, leave him alive, we need him for the mission," Lenalee called from the other side of the training area. She had to admit, it was pretty amusing, but they had kept Reever and Komui waiting a bit too long and they should probably be going.
And so, Kanda finally did back away... but only because he had some respect for Lenalee. Lavi took the immediate chance to escape and sprinted out the door. Meanwhile, Lenalee had taken the extra few seconds to wave to Kanda before sprinting off. Kanda snorted and promptly began killing training dummies.
Lenalee and Lavi arrived in Komui's office within another five minutes and were about to apologize for making them wait so long. They arrived to see Komui half buried under stacks and piles of books, dep bags under his eyes and Johnny collapsed on top of it all.
Komui stretched out a struggling hand to give them their mission folders. "We think there's an innocence there, but we're not sure," He said, "But it's a maybe. Don't get your hopes up, because we cant be sure, so it's a maybe. But maybe it's there," The stack promptly avalanched and covered him completely. Johnny fell off the side, collapsed from lack of sleep.
"Got it with the maybe, Komui," Lavi said exasperatedly. He and Lenalee then set to the task of digging him out.
That took about five more minutes. They would miss the last trains if they didn't hurry. But they were finally getting somewhere.
"It's hard to explain, but there seems to be a rewinding city."
"Rewinding?"
Okay guys... what do you want Allen to do for Road throughout this fic? Cuz, the fact is, he's basically a servant who A) can do everything except B) he cant refuse anything
So if no one's willing to submit opinions for what Allen should do... I'm afraid I'll have to settle for repetitive, implied smut lD of course, I have no problem with that, but i'd like your opinions before I do something like that... keheheh... -in the weird mood-