Flying cockroach
FictionLover12 asked for a oneshot of Emma, Charming and a flying cockroach.
"I've got him!" Emma yelled, coming at the little bugger with a plastic cup from the station's kitchen. But as though mocking Emma he suddenly unleashed his wings and zoomed over to the other side of the room.
"Damn it!" Emma cried out in frustration. They'd been trying to catch him for nearly twenty minutes! Why God decided cockroaches needed wings Emma would never know.
"I'll get him!" Charming said, coming at the beast with a full on bowl. But again, the critter flew away to the opposite wall.
"That tears it!" Emma said, marching back into the kitchen. Charming heard her muttering under her breath as she rooted about the cupboards. When Emma came back out, she was carrying a scoosh bottle of kitchen cleaner. "Oh yeah little guy, it's on." Emma said, holding the bottle like she would hold her gun. "Now- freeze mister!" Emma held her ground as well, staring the mini monster down. "That's right, stay right where you are. It's all over pal, there's nothing you can do." Emma said as she carefully edged closer. "Dad, open the window." She asked. Charming quickly did as Emma asked him. "Now little guy; you have two choices. One: you get the Hell out of our station and never come back. Or two: I squirt you with this and it's game over. Make your choice, think wisely. Emma aimed the bottle so that he would fly (hopefully) out of the window as she came closer still. The insect moved off the wall and took to the air, right out of the window.
"Alright!" Charming said happily as he slammed the window shut behind it. "Good negotiation skills there Em. Guess you really do have blue blood. Emma made a disgusted face at the idea of having blue blood. That grossed her out more than the unholy demon cockroach.