Crusaders of love and lust – Undercover
A/N: Schoolwork, project work, homework, schoolwork, project work, homework…::Groans and sprawls over the keyboard:: Someone kill me…
"Sister Rosette!" cried the flustered nun, tearing across the grassy fields as fast as her legs could carry her, sending her blue habit flapping against her legs as she went. Sweat poured down her face profusely, even as she burst through the wooden door of Elder's hut. So intent was she on finding the Sister that she almost missed to grasp the situation before her.
"Sister Rosette! Sister Rosette! Sister – what in the world is going on here?!"
Astral, with her senses far more acute than any humans', had heard the pattering of footsteps a mile away and quickly leapt off the blonde, dusting her hands, looking extremely innocent. Poor Rosette was left whimpering on the floor, tenderly nursing a bump on her abused head.
The bewildered nun shoved her curiosity to the back of her mind and blurted out the message she had been sent to convey, "Sister Kate wants the four of you in her office now! It's very, very important!!"
The way the nun had been so hysterical was enough for them to know how urgent the matter was, and the four dashed for the head nun's office, the importance of the unknown ringing in their ears.
Rosette hummed cheerily, spinning the wheel to the left all of a sudden, causing the whole car to swerve sharply and throwing Azmaria out of her seat with a squeal. Chrno blanched, and was gripping the edges of his seat so tightly that his knuckles turned white. The pupils of the two ruby orbs shrunk in fear as the blonde exorcist sang out, "This is gonna be one heck of an exciiiiting -"
" Rosette?" Chrno cut in suddenly through much gritted teeth (and fangs), "Could you PLEASE keep your eyes on the road?!"
Behind the many reports Sister Kate handed to them, Astral rolled her eyes. Despite the endless sudden-swerving and near-death-crashes, she managed to remain oh so calm and composed, settling herself snugly in her seat, ignoring Azmaria as she once more tumbled out of her seat beside her. Astral glanced back down at the many papers in her hand, and blinked at a single word in black and white as it gazed back up at her.
"We're supposed to do the mission undercover?"
"Yep," replied Rosette happily, whirling the wheel in clockwise direction as she did so.
"Something about being under the guise of a family and such…"
As her mouth moved to form a perfect "o", Astral's face split into an evil grin and she lifted a delicate hand to hide it. Should I or should I not?
In the end, like always, she decided to push her luck.
"Why not you be the 'Mommy' and Chrno be the 'Daddy'? Azmaria and I can easily pass off as sisters…"
With a cry of "WHAT?!" Rosette grabbed the back of her seat and spun around to glare at Astral, cheeks flaming red.
"Chrno looks like he's only twelve!" she cried, jabbing a finger at the demon who at once lunged for the unattended wheel. "How are we supposed to –"
"Rosette!"
It was Chrno, and his face, noted Astral with some amusement, had turned a peculiar shade of green. It was then that a new sound pierced the air. It was soft… far too soft for humans to hear, but with her demon instincts, she could.
Her ear twitched. She smiled faintly.
"What?!" snapped the fiery teen, a vein throbbing at her temple.
"Hurry and attend to the wheel! I don't have a driving license!"
"Aren't you doing alright right now?!"
"That's not it! The traffic police are following us!"
Pause. Blink blink.
"Eeeeeeeyaaah! Outta my way, outta my way!"
In her haste to shove Chrno out of the driver's seat, Rosette accidentally jammed her foot on the accelerator, and the automobile shot off faster than the eye could catch towards the horizon as the Sun begin to set.
A/N: I know this is kinda short…but…::Shrugs:: I dunno…maybe if I get more reviews, I'd get my motivation back? ... Now that I think about it, the chap is pretty corny...