-In which, C.C. wants something
Yay! Another chapter! It took me a while to come up with this one actually. Sorry for the late update.
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❤❀~Something's Totally Off~❀❤
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"Hello, darling! How was your day today, sweetie?"
Lelouch almost choked on his coffee, C.C. returning from her daily walk. Since when did C.C. use terms of affection? He walked up to the witch and placed his hand on her forehead. "No fever." He tilted her face towards his and sniffed her breath. "Not drunk." Then he looked into her eyes. "And not high either." And then he let out an exasperated sigh. "Okay, what do you want?"
"Oh, darling—"
Lelouch visibly winced at the sickly sweet tone of C.C.'s voice.
"Why in the world would you think that? After all this time we've spent together, after everything we've been through, how could you accuse me of something like that? You big jerk!" And she buried her face in her hands and wailed.
Lelouch rolled his eyes. "Okay, now I know you want something."
But C.C. didn't stop crying.
"I told you, cut—it—out."
But still, C.C. didn't stop crying.
Ok, now Lelouch was worried. C.C. was really crying! "Come on, C.C.! You know, I didn't mean it! Please stop crying, huh?"
That didn't do the trick either. She still cried.
"Come on, C.C., please stop. I'll get you whatever you want to make it up to you."
She peeked from her hands. "Anything I want?" God, her golden eyes were big and tearful.
Lelouch knew he was going to regret this, but . . . "Yes, anything you want."
"Good!" C.C. immediately perked up. "Then I want that new Cheese-kun doll made out of gold!"
And Lelouch immediately paled.
"What? You said 'anything I want' or . . ." The sniffles came again. "Did you not mean it?
Lelouch really wanted to die now. And he knew he didn't have to wait long. This girl would be the death of him and his fortune.
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It's crappy, yes, but . . .
lIkE iT? pLeAsE rEvIeW!