The Misadventures of the Du Couteau House Chapter 8
Author: Tinnuwen
Co-Author: FallenAssassin9*
Disclaimer: Tinnuwen and I, FallenAssassin9, do not own League of Legends or any of its merchandise, the owners of said game and merchandise is Riot Games, this is nonprofit story written by our love of the game, its lore, and its characters.
Tinn - We actually have a beta reader now. Yaaaaay! :D I'm so hungry ;n; Feed me with reviews pls
"Bitch!"
"Dick!"
"Cunt!"
"Bastard!"
These were the words being shouted that were keeping both Darryl and Allison away from blissful sleep. Darryl had recently moved into the Du Couteau mansion earlier that night where he was patched up from his fight with Marcus. While getting medical treatment Allison had walked in to see why Marcus had just gotten home before noticing Darryl and, feigning surprise, asked who he was. Marcus explained the situation that both had already known by heart at that point but kept up their act so not to arouse suspicion.
After explaining the situation Marcus said he had to finish up some paperwork about his latest assignment and left to his office, but not before giving Allison a quick hug and instructing her to show Darryl to a guest room. The two had taken the opportunity to talk about what each had been up to ever since they met up in the alleyway behind Sinful Succulence when a discovery, that would come to be the bane of both of their existences, was found.
It turned out that Talon and Katarina were able to communicate with each other, the four of them couldn't figure out why this was but figured that it had to do with whatever caused their whole ordeal in the first place. Darryl was originally happy about it because it meant that he possibly wouldn't have to be the only one having to deal with Talon's, in his opinion, 'Special brand of sarcastic nagging.'
Allison was happy about it as well as she figured it would be a way for Talon and Katarina to get to know one another despite not being in control of their own bodies. These thoughts quickly changed however as soon as Katarina made a street rat comment, which in turn lead Talon to making a remark about how Katarina was a spoiled little brat that could have never survived if she wasn't so privileged. This in turn lead to Katarina saying that she could survive wherever she was better than Talon ever could.
What really started the yelling however was when Talon said, "Hmm I suppose you could, judging by the way you're dressed I can take a guess that you would be able to survive VERY well."
"Wow how original. Picking on a woman for how she chooses to dress. I would never stoop that low, damn gutter trash." Katarina retorted.
Darryl could only gape to himself at how Talon's insult went right over Katarina's head while thinking, 'How the hell did she not catch that?'
Allison sat there for a moment, trying to process the situation. "Kat, your clothing isn't very practical in a survival situation. I will never understand Noxian fashion trends." She sighed while shaking her head.
"Ha, seems the girl agrees with me. How can you call yourself an assassin looking like that?" Talon accuses in an insulting tone.
"Well that's because Riot made her outfit for fan service," Darryl mutters to himself.
"Atleast I don't look like some bird, Pigeon Boy." Katarina fired back.
"Well atleast I don't look like a slut!" Talon shouts back.
Darryl at this point can only widen his eyes, "Talon you should not have said that, women turn into crazy bitch banshee's when you call them that word."
"Eh heh… heh. Nice way of words there Darryl, fantastic wordplay." Allison said sarcastically.
Darryl sensing that Katarina was a about to blow a lid quickly walks into his room while saying, "Okay nice talking to you Allison, see you in the morning. Good night."
Darryl proceeds to quickly slam the door before Katarina finally blows a fuse and shouts, "A CRAZY BITCH BANSHEE? IS THAT WHAT YOU WOULD CALL ME? WELL I SHALL SHOW YOU A BANSHEE YOU RAT BASTARD!" Katarina shrieked. Allison covered her ears in a futile attempt to lessen the noise. She could have sworn she smelt the blood coming straight out of her mentally shattered eardrums.
"ALLISON DO US BOTH A FAVOR AND GET THE FUCK TO YOUR ROOM!" Darryl shouts from behind the door while holding a pillow over his head trying to lessen the noise Katarina's verbal attack.
"Not arguing with you there. Lets hope Kat doesn't drive me to madness whilst I sleep." Allison said hopefully.
Sadly for the two of them, this attempt was in vain. As it turned out that while at a distance Darryl couldn't hear Katarina and vice versa, Talon and Katarina could continue speaking, or in this case, arguing.
Currently Darryl is about ready to snap before he finally gets up from the bed and stomps down to Allison's room and kicking it open. "SHUT THE FUCK UP BOTH OF YOU!" Darryl shouts in pure rage, "I Swear to whatever the Valoran god is that if you two keep this shit up, I am going to go fucking insane! God listening to you two argue is like having one drill in one ear, another drill in the other and having them both meet in the middle."
Allison sat there in utter agony, with two pillows on either side of her head. Every attempt of trying to fall asleep was a complete failure. "I do believe I might go insane from lack of sleep. You don't want your body to be in ruins from being in the control of a completely bonkers psychopath, do you Kat?" Allison pleaded in a miserable tone.
"But he called me a-"
"I don't give a flying fuck what Talon or I called you just shut the hell up and let us sleep," Darryl interrupts, not giving Katarina a chance to finish her complaint.
"I could if she would stop ca-"
"I fucking swear if you two do not shut up, I will find a way to completely obliterate your souls. Or give them to a certain voidling to chew on. Now shut the fuck up before I spend the next four years researching for a way to do just that." Allison coldly stated.
Sighing both Katarina and Talon mutter out a, "Fine…"
Happy that the two will let them sleep, Darryl just collapses on the foot of Allison's bed. Too tired to move, way too tired to even go back to his room. The two of them finally slept peacefully for one night.
Allison wiggled around a bit as she gradually woke up. Considering she dreamt about sitting on Hecarim's back as they rode on completely red-tinted rainbows, she slept pretty well. Curling up a little closer to herself, she realized how oddly uncomfortable her pillow was. Blinking the heavy sleep from her eyes, Allison looked down and quickly woke up.
"Err. Hey there. Brunette! Right next to a pair of lovely knockers… Heh. WAKE UP!" Allison yelled in an attempt to wake up Darryl. It appears her sleeping habits carried over, with all the awkward nightly snuggles. Darryl obviously didn't wake up, even when Allison pushed him off the bed.
"The nighttime coma is stronk here." Allison muttered to herself. Stepping out of bed, she swiftly kicked him in the nuts.
"Get your lazy ass up!" Allison yelled.
His eyes shooting open Darryl's hands immediately go south while he curls up in the fetal position, "Oww… What the fuck!?" Darryl not fully aware of his surroundings looks around before seeing Allison standing above him with a evil look on her face.
"Oh you bitch!" Darryl blurts out before tackling Allison onto the bed determined to get her in a submission hold.
"Hmm well this is amusing," Talon comments although not happy with the kick to his balls.
"Bunch of idiots…" Katarina trails off watching in disbelief as the two wrestle on the bed, Darryl appearing to try and get Allison in a Full Nelson.
Allison merely sat still for a moment, seeming to be thinking. Grinning devilishly, she quickly pushed back and rolled the duo off the bed.
"Katarina breakfast is ready. Also have you seen Talon? I haven't been able to…" Marcus trails off as he walks through his daughter's bedroom door and sees the rather compromising position the two are in.
The two of them were still grappling. One attempting to break the hold, and the other attempting to maintain it. Allison was the first to notice Marcus, "Good morning Father! I tried waking up Talon, since I noticed the time. Apparently he doesn't take to being woken up so early it seems."
"You kicked me in the balls!" Darryl shouts back at her before letting go and standing up.
"Well that explains that… but why was he in your room," Marcus asks wondering why his new houseguest was sleeping in his daughter's room. "And why was there so much noise last night?" Marcus seemed mildly disturbed.
"Knives. We were talking about the effectiveness of different kinds of knives. He disagreed that throwing daggers were an effective weapon."
Catching on, Darryl decides to play along -mostly to ensure his survival- and says, "Of course they aren't an effective weapon. Shuriken are much better than throwing knives! You run the possibility of the handle hitting them instead of the blade."
"Not if you throw them right." Allison retorted.
"How does this lead to Talon sleeping in your room?" Marcus asks, not quite believing the story he was just told.
"We ended up getting too tired to argue more about it. Then we fell asleep. All the way up to this point." Allison answered simply.
Still skeptical, but seeing nothing to go against their claims, Marcus decides to drop it. 'I'm going to have to keep an eye on these two… just in case.' Marcus thought before saying, "Well, breakfast is ready and Cass is already at the table."
"Okay," Darryl replies following after Marcus.
"Smooth, good thing for your little street rat friend you came up with that. Otherwise father would probably be murdering him right now..." Katarina mused.
"Who are you calling a-,"
'Don't you two fucking start!," Darryl interrupts. He definitely did not want a repeat performance of last night.
Breakfast was surprisingly simple. Eggs, toast, bacon, a few bits of fruit, and the glory that is coffee. Coffee that Allison is currently enjoying copious amounts of. Darryl on the other hand, was sitting across from Allison. Currently wolfing down his food while Cass looks on in wonder.
"Wow, you eat fast!" Cassiopeia comments while watching Darryl eat his food.
Swallowing the food in his mouth Darryl looks over at Cass before saying, "First good meal I have had in a while."
"Oh… What did you normally eat?" Cass asks in curiosity.
"Whatever I could find or steal." Darryl responds unabashedly before continuing his meal.
"But stealing is wrong, you could get in trouble for it!" Cass shouts not being able to understand why he would have to steal food in the first place.
"Cass, that's enough." Marcus quickly interjected. Not wanting the little blonde to offend their new house guest.
"Well that was the past. Lets enjoy our meal in the present, shall we?" Allison said happily as she munched on a piece of bacon. Actually, make that several pieces of bacon. Last night's arguing made her hungry.
"Okay… Hey Kat can we go out again today?" Cassiopeia pleads enjoying the personal time she has had with her sister recently.
"Actually, Katarina will be busy training today. I finally found her a sparring partner who can handle her." Marcus says quickly before Cass can get too worked up.
"What who!?" Cassiopeia and Allison shout in unison. In Allison's case, more for the realism. She knew exactly who it was.
"Why, Talon of course." Marcus replied. Darryl feigned surprise and anger.
Talon on the other hand was honestly surprised, "What!? I thought you said I would be his personal assassin! Not his babysitter for his spoiled daughter!" Talon shouted in outrage
Allison actually interjected this time, realizing the connection between the four of them could be of some use, 'Talon... he's mostly using this as a way to refine both your skills and Katarina's. This could be beneficial. When we are all in the League, it might give you an edge over Kat.' Allison added, 'Same goes for you Kat. Make it that far, and you two can kill each other all you want. Over and over again.'
"What!? I thought you said I would be your personal assassin! Not a babysitter for your spoiled daughter!" Darryl shouts out faking his outrage while mimicking Talon's words.
"You two could learn a lot from each other, you know." Marcus said calmly. He had to deal with the attitudes from two teenaged daughters, the General can stand the temper of a teenaged boy as well.
"I honestly don't even know what I can learn from this… boy." Allison hotly replied. Katarina seemed happy at her statement, no matter how staged it was.
"Who are you calling a boy, I'm probably older than you." Darryl shoots back
"I'm sixteen." Allison states simply.
"Yeah well I'm…" 'Talon how old are you?' Darryl asks trailing off.
"How am I supposed to know? It's not like I know when I was born." Talon shoots back.
"I actually don't know how old I am…" Darryl mutters while looking down.
"Big brother you are obviously older than me. Why not take a guess in between my age and big sister's age?" Cassio suggested cutely.
"What… did she just call me?" Talon asks in bewilderment, not at all used to be called anything nice.
Blinking and deciding to mimic Talon, Darryl asked, "What… did you just call me?"
"Big brother! You are a part of the family now, right?" Cassiopeia replied with a huge grin.
Talon doesn't know why but he likes the sound of that, "I guess that's one way to look at it." Talon says quietly
"I guess that's one way to look at it." Darry says continuing to imitate Talon, while starting to like the innocent little girl himself.
Figuring that his new assassin is confused, Marcus decides to cut in and says, "Hmm, time to start your training Kat, Cass it's also time for you to begin your lessons with your tutors."
"Awww, but they are so boring! I would much rather watch big sister and big brother spar." Cassio pouted
"Why not let her watch sir? After all I'm sure she would love to see me… educate her sister." Darryl says with a smirk forming on his face.
Marcus glanced right at Cassio, whom was making puppy eyes, and sighed. "Alright. You may watch them. You must go straight to your tutors afterwards." He said. The General was weak to her cuteness, sometimes.
"He's going to destroy you two." Talon states smugly having confidence that Darryl will be able to defeat Allison, but mostly Katarina, with ease.
"Oh I doubt it!" Katarina muttered back. Allison was confident that she could hold them off for a while.