Nos has been… annoyed for the past month.
'Annoyed is getting picked on. I am irritated.' He spoke. Ever since he had gotten out of star command, he has been given letters of poetry and sonnets to him while he working on his newest book for the past month. It was not just the letters that was irritating him, it was knowing who were they from.
DRAC_2_LA.
Nos groan in irritation as he was given his latest letters from the said count from the delivery man outside of Pam and his home, just across the café.
The mail man could see the famous author was in stress. "You know I could say they got lost in the mail for you Nos. This guy is giving you problems and I really hope he doesn't mess your latest book. I am a big fan of your work and I can vouch for everyone when I say you don't deserve this harrassment." Ajax the mail man said. (Tall red skin four eyes and long blonde hair.)
Nos smiled a sad smile. "I appreciate the help but no Ajax. If you do that then the count would kill you and I hate to see or know others will get hurt."
Ajax rubbed the back of his head. "I work at the mail delivery service, they lose mail all the time and most say they are delivered. Besides it's a risk I'm willing to take, considering I'm strong." He spoke. "Speaking of strong, how is XR feeling about the contest? I mean you know how fans can be and most of them are women."
Nos smiled and chuckles. "He is taking it rather well even though I know he is hoping certain fans won't win."
Ajax nodded in understanding. "Well I gotta run see ya later!" as he got on his bike and sped off.
Nos wave off and went back inside. He threw the letters DRAC_2_LA had send in a shredder and wished he could shred the ones that were send to the contest.
"Get to spend one day with your authors and artist competition." He spoke then groan. "More like DRAC_2_LA's chance to make me feel uncomfortable." Nos mumbled.
Rules were simple, whoever sends the most letters wins a day with their author. Which reminds him why he was irritated in the first place.
Everyday he was given 10 letters a day from the cad count. He can confirm it has been rather annoying especially when they spew intimate and vulgar comments. He did not have to read them, he just knew it and if he opened the letters, it would only give DRAC_2_LA the satsifaction. Nos sat in his chair and began to write only to put his pen down and looked to the picture of him and XR together, smiling along the latest letter from his little mate that was just send to him today. He grins.
Just getting a letter from XR and the small gifts that goes with it truly brightens his day and gives him inspiration to work on his stories. Another thing he was being careful when there were false letters written from the count that were supposedly written by XR. He knew the times it took for XR to send in letters as well XR soul let him know when the next one or two letters will show up or he even if he won't be able to send letters. The first time he gotten a false letter he knew it wasn't from XR especially when Ajax told him where it was sent.
Moving on from the subject, he has also been given anonymous letters from a fan name "z". He already knew who is z but he prefers to not say as he understood the reason behind using an anonymous name especially where they stand and if it came to Buzz finding out, 'Well that would result into a catastrophic mess.' The one mess he will not let XR get into.
"Better start writing." He mumbles, "stories cannot be written themselves."
4 hours later
While writing his book, he was caught in a writer's block.
"Hey Nos I brought you lunch."
Nos grin as he look to Pam only to frown as he looked to the calendar.
"Only a few more days…" 'Till the the winner is announced.' Nos was now dreading the countdown.
"You can say no to the competition, I'm sure they'll understand." Pam spoke.
Nos shook his head. "Then that would be unfair to the other contestants, besides I couldn't if I wish to, I cannot go back on my word. At least it is not an auction." Nos spoke as he continued his writing.
Pam pouted, she heard about DRAC_2_LA stalking him. She knows the feeling very well.
"Hopefully this DRAC doesn't try anything crazy. I heard he's getting rivaled against two fans. Some fan name Z and some girl name Moné."
Nos perked up at the news.
"Is that so?" Nos asked. He has had letters from "Z" 'I wonder how that will envelope.
"Maybe one of these fans can save you from a terrible fate, or could be like that story from Stephen kings."
Nos chuckles. "At least I do not have legs so to speak to break."
Pam shrug but giggled. "Well who knows."
Day of the contest
DRAC_2_LA sat as he waited for the mail to come as excitement was coiling in him. Despite being fixed and in perfection, he cannot go near Nos-4-a2, well aware he and the young energy vampire would end up fighting again. As much as he enjoys the thrill, he does not wish to be repaired again. Kidnapping and erasing his memories came across his processors but dismissed it.
'That would make it much worse if I went with it.' He knew the results and that little tin can will save Nos one way or another. He leans back glaring at his destroyed screens. He may get reports but it was not as pleasurable as watching him, gazing at him. He sighed at his predicament. He and Nos-4-a2 are alphas, no matter how Nos-4-a2 will dismiss the truth, he takes the more dominance in his relationship that he would love to venture into if only the young energy vampire would choose him. He grim at the thought of the young energy vampire being submissive to XR in many ways.
"Does he give himself to that little tin can?" he dismisses the awful thoughts. He continued on his other thoughts they were practically equals in strength but Nos-4-a2 is more advanced and capable of growing stronger. Deadlier than he can be if such would stop his connection with the trivial and pointless mate.
"Even the sweetest rose can carry venomous thorns. If I wish to claim him, I have to get to know him a better way and what is more pleasing than winning this little competition." Not to mention the little letters he written under XR's name.
When he heard about the contest (And fortunate the little bot will not attend with his trust in Nos-4-a2 being faithful) this is his perfect chance. Just as he was imagining the possible ways to woo him, one of the many minions came to him with a letter. He smirked.
"About time." He stated as he taken the letter in his hand and grinned when he opened it but as he read it he growled.
"I lost?! To whom?!" he yelled out.
A female with light pastel blue skin alien with red ginger curly short hair was waiting at a café drawing a small sketch of roses. She was surprised when she got a call about winning to meet her favorite author Nos-4-a2. She wore a black thin turtleneck and black leggings with a skirt and combat boots along with her satchel of art materials.
'I'm excited but I'm so nervous.' She thought as she drank her cup of tea. She was so nervous, she did not sense someone behind her coming up.
"Are you Moné?"
The girl now named Moné looked up and smiled with a blush.
"Yes!" she then blushed deeper violet. "Sorry for being too loud." She said nervously her third eye closed as her two eyes looked the other way.
Nos looked at her and was surprised to see how nervous she was.
Moné seeing this smiled, "It's ok! I'm really happy to meet you Mr. 4-a2! I have read all your books and it's the greatest I've ever read."
Nos smiled as he shook her hand. "Please, you may call me Nos, I am not even that old."
Moné nodded. "Well would you like to walk around art town? There is a nice gallery opening up and its subject is on the old belief and fables." She asked.
"Well it is a nice day for a walk." And both left the café, unbeknownst to either one a certain vampire was stalking them.
"I can only make certain she will not try anything funny and scare her away." DRAC_2_LA smirked as he followed them.
"So if you do not mind me asking m-Nos, how is everything with your life?" Moné asked curiously just as they entered the gallery.
Nos grinned, "It has been pleasant, some unexpected annoyances has entered in my life but it has not change my views nor my affections." He spoke.
"Like that robot following us? Is he some ex or relative?" she asked as she was taking shots of the sculptures.
Nos knew who she meant but scowled at "ex". "He is neither. He wishes to claim me as his own, but I have already someone in my life to claim." Nos looked quizzical at the sculpture called "the sirens".
Moné smiled as she too gave a second glance of the said misshapen body parts, "I may not know of your private life but they are really lucky to have you."
Nos purred at the thought of XR, "To be honest with you, I am lucky to have him. If not for him, I do not wish to know what life would be without him. He is my reason."
Moné blushed and smiled gazing at the statues of Persephone and Hades, holding hands. "It is nice to love someone and be loved by them back. I wish happiness for you and your lover… So what about that creeper behind Zeus as a bull?" she asked.
"I believe he wants to see if you are going to flirt and try to possibly hurt my mate so ignore him."
Moné nodded and they continue that way.
45 minutes later.
"The gallery is quite beautiful." Nos spoke as they exit out.
Moné nodded in agreement as she clasped her choker back on. "I can't help but gaze upon someone else's concept of Hades and Persephone, it amazes me even now." She spoke as they head to Chez Ciao. "It just puzzling how some people can judge Hades to be a cold hearted god but in cases some believe he was not bad." She answered as they entered in. "Persephone was able to see through that despite many doubted."
Nos remembered the doubts in the many eyes. 'But not XR, he believes in me.'
"And it was romantic of another artists sculpture of their wedding." Moné sighed in awe remembering the nice and beautiful work.
Nos was wide eyed and blushed deeply when he thought of XR. 'Married?'
"Hey Nos!"
Nos looked up and shooed the thought away for now to calm his now violet face.
Pam turned to Moné and smiled.
"Hello I'm Pamela Glogg." She lend out her hand.
Moné grabbed her hand and smiled, "Nice to meet you, I'm Moné Valdevine. It is nice to meet a new friend."
"So you're the winner of the contest. It's a relief for both of us." Pam replied.
Moné smiled shyly "It is nice to get to know Nos better. I understand Nos's problem, I… Had similar problems." She frowned at the memories.
Pamela smiled comfortingly to her, "We appreciate the understanding."
Moné smiled and her communicator played a melody, "I'm sorry, I need to answer this, it's my mom."
"We do not mind." Nos replied. Moné smiled and walked outside.
"She seems nice, not a crazy stalker." Pamela spoke.
"She is but it surprised me that she saw DRAC_2_LA. She has a keen eye." Nos replied as he asked for a seat up front of the stools. Just as he sat, he saw the ginger coming in with a few cuts on her arms and a tore of her sleeves.
"Are you alright? Who did this?" both Nos and Pam spoke.
3 minutes previously
"Hey mom." Moné spoke hearing her mom through the communicator. "So far its been really great! I'll tell you more when we come back. Laters." She spoke only to be pulled into an ally. Her abductor had claws, ripping her sleeves and skin painfully.
Before she could scream, her abductor was gone. She looked around to find him nowhere; it was as if they were not there to begin with. For a moment she heard a growl but knew who it was and bowed.
"Thank you for your help but please don't hurt them." And she left and went into the café.
Now-
"I have no idea who it was but my friend was able to protect me." She said and Nos was even more concerned along with Pam who went to get the first aid.
"Friend?" Nos was curious and Moné looked uncomfortable.
"Please understand it is not that I don't trust you, I have a lot of crazy and unexplainable things around me and it is better the less people hears it the better." She spoke.
Pam came back with a first aid and pulled Moné to the back as Nos followed.
"DRAC_2_LA did this didn't he?" Nos growled. 'When I see him, I will rip him to pieces!' He was already thinking of ways to maim him.
"I don't actually know it was him." Moné spoke as Pam help treated her cuts. "It happened very fast and then my friend showed up." She then grabbed her book from her bag to show him.
"It's page 45." She spoke as Pam cleaned her cut arm.
Nos opened to the page to find a creature with tribal tattoos but no eyes or mouth.
"This creature, I call him fear." She spoke. "He is kind of my guardian demon but he is kind of sinister when someone tries to hurt me."
"So he protects you." Pam spoke as she finished patching her arm.
Moné sighed as she pulled her turtleneck down and there was a symbol just below her neck. "He is possessive and sometimes nice. There is a whole story but the clip notes; there was an experiment and I was a subject and well he is connected to me." She fixed her turtleneck.
Nos and Pam were shocked. "Why were you being experimented?" Pam asked.
"I can't say." Moné spoke. "It was all luck and chances and it was stupid."
Pam frowned. "Did he do that?"
Moné shook her head. "But he did terrible things to the said scientists that did this. He is kind and shy, he just has a hard time showing it."
"Well either way the one who tried to abduct you was certainly DRAC_2_LA, he has been stalking us the entire time. I am thankful your friend was there to protect you." Nos spoke with relief and still insisted upon hunting the count himself.
Moné smiled. "He's here if you like to meet him?" she asked.
Both nodded and before they could say anything, the said creature came behind her and both were surprised.
"This is Fear." She spoke, Fear's odd tattoo across his face became somewhat of a smile and held out a book.
"He is also a really big fan." She blushed.
Nos smiled but on the inside was extremely cautious as he signed the book.
3 hours later
Both Moné and Fear bowed in respect.
Nos had quite fun with his newfound friends as he got to know them much better and even asked if they would like to come and hang out.
"Of course! It would be really great to hang out!" Moné spoke happily as she walked to Fear and in a snap, disappear.
"It was really nice to know Moné is not some stalker." Pam grinned.
Nos nodded then wondered "I wonder what did Fear do to DRAC_2_LA? I noticed he is not here." Based on fear expressed (Moné had to explain) he took care of the arrogant creep.
Pam took a moment. "I think Moné said something about Fear teaching him a lesson." Pam replied.
Somewhere in a desolate frozen planet.
'If I ever find that creature, I am going to destroy it.' DRAC_2_LA said bitterly as he was being thrown across the ice cave by a snow beast.
He glare down as he snap his jaw back in.
"Slowly and painfully." He said