Sorry, I took a minor break. Anyway, I be back with more CatrinexCupid goodness but much less fluffy! Each of our favorite little ghouls has their own daddy issues as you may find out here. What? This sounds interesting? Then keep reading below this little memo!

Chapter 11: Venus in the Boovre

"So the Boovre is the museum with the Moana Lisa, right?" Chariclo asked me sweetly as her soft arms firmly gripped my waist as she traversed the city, on our way to the world famous The Musée du Boovre. The wind blew through my hair gracefully as I drove through the streets of Scaris with my newfound lover right behind me.

"There's so much more than that Chariclo, I've been there trois times for school trips alone," I started to explain to her "With a fellow artist as your guide, you will be sure to see the best there is."

"I trust you would," she giggled gently into my ear as I suddenly stopped the scooter.

"Catacombs shortcut again, or do you want me to avoid it?" I asked her as we were parked in front of one of the various entrances into the cavernous series of tunnels.

"It is a shortcut, I say go for it," she sighed with a hint of gloominess in her voice.

"Are you sure, if it bothers you we can take the main route," I suggested to her with full consideration as to how she felt about it last time.

"No no… Just go already," she breathed with the same gloominess but now with a dash of temperament, and with that I drove off into the underground. Not long after she started to mumble a few things, but I did hear her say a little. "Considering my age and the history…"

"What was that about age?" I pried into her mental bubble to get some more information.

"Nothing, nothing... However, I will say, even though I go to high school and I've never been held back, I am much older than you may think I am. Too big of a number to count if you ask me," she managed to answer my question without answering it perfectly. She knew how to keep a secret.

. . .

We went through a stroll of all the galleries with the same cycle. She first would start off in awe at something, I'd fill her in with everything I've learned, she'd nod and sometimes make a comment, and we'd move onto the next piece of art. Personally, the entire time I could tell if she was genuinely interested or just wanted to seem as if she was. This ce cycle incroyablement ennuyeux eventually ended once we went into the room with the Venus de Milo.

"Chariclo, if I'm thinking correctly, wouldn't that statue be of your grandmother?" I tapped her shoulder to get her attention and pointed over to it "I can see the resemblance."

"I've actually never met Aphrodite, I'm not a goddess and my higher up family tends to be a bit picky about that," she said while in awe with it and sat down on a bench nearby with me following her every step.

"That's right, you said you were adopted. How strange… Très particulière indeed," I kept on glancing at the two. The similarity was striking, they could have been twins. "You're sure about you not being blood related?"

"My dad never told me anything. No use in calling the immortal man, let me just turn off this flash…" she answered me followed by a grumble as she took out her iCoffin and took a picture of her mirror image in stone and sent it to her father.

We sat there awhile staring at it. It wasn't fastidieux to any extent, it was just peaceful, my kind of pace when in one of these glorieux museums. Our hands were held together as we sat there leisurely sending me vibes of joie as well as tranquility. Compléter le bonheur.

"No response from my father and it's been half an hour, as I would expect," she sighed as she used her thumb to stroke my hand.

"Oh, non? Do you two get along well?" I stroked my thumb back at her hand and slowly noticed the scratch scar and instantly stopped. The way she kept on making her father seem honestly made me think of them not having a great relationship whatsoever. A tad bit like the kind I have with my father.

"We get along just fine. He just is busy hooking people up all the time and watching over relationships. It gets horrible around this time to be honest," she sighed. She looked up at the statue again and then looked down "When we are together I still feel as if his mind is set on romantic love and is sometimes completely unable to love like a family."

"My father and I don't get along that well to be honest. He's a bit one the controlling side, me going to the academy, would have never happened without the scholarships to prove that I'm worth it. He doesn't think that the creation of beauty is worth investing into and will just have me starving and on my own in the end," I sighed with her as I felt a vibration coming from my iCoffin. Speak of the diable, it was a call from my father.

Uh-oh. Somebody wants to know where his little kitty's been... Little does he know what she had just been doing with a certain not-so-goddess of love. Will he find out? Well find out whenever Chapter 12 is up. :\

ce cycle incroyablement ennuyeux = this incredibly boring cycle

très particulière = very peculiar

fastidieux = tedious

glorieux = glorious

Compléter le bonheur = complete happiness

diable = devil