"Harassment" (Xibalba and la Muerte Drabble)

So you know in a married couple they sometimes do something embarrassing to their spouse, well here is one. It's nothing major, this is all PG! PG people, don't let the title fool you ^_^ This is something I see from my parents, so I converted it into this story.

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"Harassment"

There comes a time in a married couple that they become comfortable with eachother, as lovers devoid of marriage there were lines that are not meant to be crossed. Yet when one is married those awkward situations they see as innapropiate before is now seen as normal in their own private lives. Unfortuently when it comes to being a women and someone like La Muerte who is constently sought after by her grab-happy husband she is used to his shenagians but even in marriage there are limits that Xibalba knows not to cross if he wants to keep his wife happy that is why he uses one method that he always gets away with, if La Muerte lets him. La Muerte, in her disguise as Mary Beth, walked down the empty museum switching on the lights as she prepares for the mortals to come and see the history. She placed a hand on her white skirt brushing away lint as she walked down the hall, her heels echoing across the large building. She bent down in a slight tilt reaching to the end of her skirt unaware to the being behind her. She suddenly let out a small yelp of suprise her hand going to her behind as she whirled at her agressor.

"Xibalba!" she huffed regonizing his hand. She looked down as he was in his diguise as a security guard, he quickly put his hands behind his back giving her an innocent smile.

"Yes?" he sang, holding his grin.

"oh Xibalba!" she shook her head, crossing her arms over her chest. "Must you always do that?"

"I just wanted to let you know I was behind you, mi amor." he said in a matter-of-factly tone. He let out a chuckle as she pivotes her hips to the side, rolling her eyes.

"Ugh, you old man-" she said turning away from him continuing down her path, he scurried behind her, his ring of keys jingling as he walked beside her. She glanced at him finding his eyes on her as if waiting for her to say something. She let out a smile. "We are going to get caught if you keep doing that…"

"Doing what?" he questioned, shrugging his shoulder. "I am mearly looking at a beautiful women who is my wife."

"That is exactly the problem, most mortals will find it strange for an old man oogling at a young women, especially if he gives her pinches" she emphasized.

"I would call it 'oogling'…" he said rolling his own eyes. He was swiftly slapped on the shoulder.

"I meant the pinching, Xibalba!"

"But you love my pinches-" he grinned putting up his index and thumb making them open and close in each other as he inched his way towards her behind again. She whirled at him taking a side step.

"Xibalba!"she blushed furiously. "I am serious! No pinching in public." She warned wagging a finger at him. His hands fell to his sides, letting out a sigh.

"Alright, my sweet." He said, giving in. "I shall restrict myself from my own temptations!" He exclaimed dramatically shaking his hands towards himself. She let out a small laugh and pat his head.

"Thank you Balby." She smiled, he rolled his eyes letting out a snort.

"Of course my sweet." He said with a small groan as she pulled away heading to the front doors of the museum.

"I will see you later, you rascal." She said playfully before heading out to greet the guests. Xibalba held a frown until his wife was out of view before turning his frown into a wicked grin. —-

"All right kids! Lunch time!" Mary Beth announced, leading the kids into a corridor of Mayan artifacts. She saw children excitedly break out their sack lunches. She let out a giggle seeing the kids trade snacks and eat together with their friends, it was a wonderful sight to admire. Her sight was soon interuppted from feeling a small tug at her skirt, she looked down calmly to see a small girl, no more than eight years old, holding a sack lunch in her small hand. Mary Beth bent down to her.

"Yes, my sweet child?" She asked sweetly almost like a mother to her own child. The little girl had large blue eyes and wearing a white shirt and blue skirt, a mandatory attire that indicated her to her private school.

"Can I eat with you?" She asked shyly, looking down at her feet.

"Don't you want to eat with your friends?" Mary asked motioning to her classmates, the little girl bit her lower lip slightly and shook her head.

"No…I don't have friends, I'm new." She stated sadly. Mary eyes soften a placed a hand on the girl's stright red hair. The girl looked up at her as Mary gave her reply.

"Then of course you may-AY!" She yelped suddenly, startling the little girl to take a step back as she saw that her tour guide face turn red as she whirled behind her to reveal a short old security guard with his two fingers up who was to slow to hide it behind his back.

"Ay! Xiba-! I mean, Xavier!" Mary Beth exclaimed in a harsh whisper, not wanting the children or the crowd of people to notice. "I told you not to do that!" Xavier shrugged his shoulder innocently.

"What? No one saw and-!" His eyes darted to the right seeing a little girl suddenly goes to Mary Beth's side. His brow arched seeing the child point a finger at him while holding a stern scowl.

"Hey mister!" She began. "That's sexual harassment!"

His eyes quickly widen as well as Mary, who had their breaths taken away from this little girl's knowledge to spot something criminal. Immediately Mary went down eye-level with her as Xavier looked around nervously hopping that no one heard the child.

"No! No sweetie!" Mary said quickly. "That was not…umm h-harassment, that was-!"

"You can't fool me…" She interuppted, crossing her arms. "I may be little, but I know things too and that was sexual harassment." She said glaring at the security guard who swiftly glared back. "And you can go to jail!" His glare quickly faltered from her words. He looked at Mary who was trying to figure out how to explain the situation without any of their identities and jobs dangling over the line.

"Sweetie…" Mary start softly with a calm voice, placing a hand on her shoulder making her look up at her. "Please belive me when I say, that this was not sexual harassment." She smiled, as she motions to the guard. "This is my husband." She introduced.

"He is?" The little girl said slowly, not believing her. "Aren't you in your mid-twenties and he is mid-seventies?"

"She is only a few years younger than me!" Xavier exclaimed, only to recieve a quick glare making him shut his mouth. The little girl brow raised at the two of them.

"trust me when I say…" Mary Beth continued looking back at the child. "That "looks" can be deceiving." She winked.

"Well…." The child bit the inside of her mouth. "I guess I can belive you."

"Then can you please not mention this to anyone, he is just a prankster and he only does this to me, since I am his wife."

"Hmm." She hummed looking back at the guard who gave her a slight nod. "Okay…I belive you. I won't say anything."

"You have my thanks." Mary Beth said putting a hand to her heart. She shot a glare at Xavier who quickly bowed his head too.

"u-uh yes! Me too…" He muttered, scratching his head slightly. Mary let out a smile taking the girl's hand.

"How about that lunch, huh?"