Going to be seeing a few familiar faces from here on out!
Disclaimer: I own the plot and the idea. Richelle Mead owns Vampire Academy.
"I'm bored."
The brunette beauty glared at her companion before refocusing on the specimens before her. She watched as the oh so stubborn man gallantly opened the door of the bookstore for the pretty young woman, before the two of them disappeared into the building.
"It's just been like this for days?" The handsome angel beside her spoke once again, this time suddenly procuring a flask from thin air.
"Yes," she signed in frustration. "I can feel the energy between them...but it's as if they're oblivious to it!"
Suddenly, the two angels were in the bookstore, tailing the two humans.
"This is one of my favorite books," the man said, reaching up to pluck said book off of one of the higher shelves.
As he did this, the hem of his shirt rode up, briefly exposing a sliver of skin, which the woman caught; her eyes quickly flashing to greet the bare skin before returning innocently upward. Unconsciously though, she had leaned closer to him, and him to her, as well.
"Well this isn't anything new. Humans are just like that...kind of stupid." The angel shrugged his shoulders, as if this was a fact of life that couldn't be helped.
"I know but this doesn't feel...right. I feel like there's something I'm missing…"
"Well," the man drawled, polishing off his drink, "isn't that why you called me?"
He grinned broadly. To anyone else the smile would have been charming. To the angel, it was simply annoying.
"Yes," she sighed, already regretting her choice to ask for his help.
"Excellent," he let out a slightly maniacal laugh, his green eyes lighting up with mirth. "Let's get this show on the road!"
This...might not end well...
But we'll have fun along the way!
Until next time, may you have a nice day/night wherever you may be! And please, be kind to one another.