Outcast Oneshot book #3

Monday brawl.

We all know that our boys don't get along all the time but its never gotten physical..

But what if it did?

Just so you know, heats don't just cause 'excitement' it can cause territorial behavior.

Enjoy!

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"Okay.. Is there anything else we need while I'm out at the store?" Cupid asks, hand on his hip while he held a notepad in his other hand.

"Chips." Fang replies, lazily propping his legs up on the table, knocking a bowl of candy corn to the side.

The vampire's eye twitches. "Don't f*ck with my candy corn."

"Then move it." The gorgon hisses back, adjusting his shades in a smug manor.

"I need more herbal tea.. I'm running low." Fear replies, his top set of eyes looking over to the angel.

"Alright, Asher need anything?"

The wolf groans rolling onto his side, he held an icepack on his forehead. "Can ya get me some soup? Chicken noodle home style."

"Okay. Is that all?" Cupid asks.

After receiving no reply, he shrugs his shoulders and tucks the list into his satchel bag. "Now, I'm going to be gone for maybe an hour in a half. Please don't destroy the house.. Fear you're in charge."

"Vwhat.. He vwas in charge last time!" Hallow complains.

"He may only be 19, but he certainly acts much more mature then the other 'adults' in this house. I'll see you all soon." Cupid huffs, twirling on his heel before walking out of the door.

"So.. What now?" The gorgon asks, with a loud yawn.

"I don't fookin' know, find somethin' good on the TV." Asher sighs, resting his arm over his eyes.

"Its Monday, there's never anything on." Hallow huffs, crossing his arms.

"You're all impossible." Fear comments, propping one leg over the other. "Maybe the reason why Cupid puts me in charge is because I don't rot my brain with television."

"All you do is read. Soooo boring." Fang replies with a bit of sass.

"You're just simple minded, you get frustrated with the most simplest of tasks. I bet you couldn't even read above a second grade level." Fear smirks, narrowing his eyes.

Fang suddenly sits up straight and frowns. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"I'm calling you stupid. I knew you were dumb, but I didn't know you had the mental capacity of a toddler." The spider's grin widens when the vipers tails begin to rattle.

"Pfft. What a dumbass." Asher snorts.

"You really think you're better then everyone else don't you, you webbed prick." Fang quickly stands on his feet and rests his hands on his hips while glaring down at the spider.

"No I do not. I'm just more favorable then you." Fear stands as well, not fazed by the snakes glare. "And as a female I am more mature then you."

"You know.. I won't hit a girl, but I will smack a bitch." Fangs hisses, raising a fist, hitting the spider right in the cheek.

Hallow's eyes widen. "Dude.."

Fear simply turns his head back to the gorgon with a large grin. "You hit like a bitch." The widow hisses and lashes out with his extra legs, tackling Fang to the ground.

"What the f*ck is going on? Why can't you all sit still and shut the f*ck up?!" Lockhearts angry voice yells from the stairs as he makes his way down.

The imp lifts a brow. "What the f*ck. Why is Fear cutting the shit out of Fang's face?"

Hallow huffs. "Shut up, its bad enough I have a heat to deal with, but now I have to look at you? Great."

"You spooky whore." Lockheart hisses, grabbing the nearest lamp and chucking it at the vampires head.

Asher groans. "Stop breaking shit. My head hurts!" He sits up bearing his teeth.

Shards of the broken lamp falls onto the floor as Hallow groans in pain, holding the side of his bleeding skull. "Oh you're gonna get it you horned d*ck!'

The vampire spreads his wings and flies airborne towards the imp with his claws and teeth out.

The imp growls and blows out a gust of fire out of his mouth. Hallow winces, before swinging his leg under the imp, causing him to trip and fall on his backside.

Asher pinches the bridge of his nose. "For fooks sake.."

Fear lets out an unholy screech as his fangs sharpen, biting into the gorgon's arm.

Fang wails out in pain and kicks the widow off of him, grabbing the nearest flower vase and tossing it across the room, it misses the widow and hits the wolf in the back of the skull.

Asher growls. "Oh you motherfooker." He dives off the couch as his left eye flares a deep blue.

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"...and you're repainting the living room! You ripped the wallpaper and my curtains are on fire! Why can't I leave for twenty minutes!?" Cupid continues to scold each of them.

Asher held an icepack on his bloody nose, with multiple bandages wrapped around his scratched arms.

Hallow sat with his arms crossed, his ears folded back, one of them now having a permanent chip in it. Band-Aids covered his cut face.

Fear huffs, his nose bled as did his mouth from a missing tooth. His glasses were shattered in his lap, he glared daggers into the gorgon.

Lockheart held his aching skull. An icepack in his free hand, covering the massive bite wound on his neck. His right arm wrapped in bandages.

Fang rubbed his aching arm, it had swelled from the widows bite. Artsy gently rubbed the wound with antivenin. His shade were broken as well.

"The couch is covered in blood! How do I explain that without sounding like a lunatic?! And the carpet has burn holes in it! You're all grounded!" Cupid huffs, his arms crossed as his pink eyes held nothing but fury.

"I expect this from them, but Fear? What happened?" Artsy asks.

"He called me stupid." Fang says, wincing as she wraps clean bandages over his arm.

"He threw a lamp at me." Hallow says.

"I don't care who started it! You're all renovating the living room with your own money! It'll be thousands for all this damage!" Cupid glares at the vampire.

"I think Amour should babysit next time." Artsy grins, standing next to the angel with her arms crossed.

All of their eyes widen.

"Or.. Should I ask Bryce to come inside for a little bit?" She smirks.

"N-no! We'll be good!"

"Sure you will. Now get off your sorry asses and clean the damn living room!" She commands.

All five of them hung their heads low as they limp back out into the hall.

"Is Bryce really going to be their babysitter?" Cupid asks.

"Him and Amour the next time they decide to beat the shit out of each other again." She rests a hand on her chin. "Or.. Maybe Helios would like to stay again. So many possibilities. ~"

Cupid's eyes widen. "You worry me."

"Good." She winks.

End..! I got bored.