My Lovely Angel (Oc x Francoeur)

Hiding out with a giant Flea

Timeskip- the next day: moments after the press conference.

Heaven's POV-

      I walked into Lucille's dressing room and saw Francoeur sitting on the piano seat while working on something. It looked like he was making something.

"Good morning, Francoeur" I greeted, startling him.

He quickly hid what he was making and innocently smiled at me. I returned it and sat down on the piano seat right next to him. I looked at the keys and gently started playing it. Francoeur watched me as I played. I could see that he grew curious about the piano.

"This is called a piano. It's difficult to learn how to play" I told him before he almost exactly mirrored my actions on the other side of the piano.

I smiled at him and continued to play, him copying my actions. Then I decided to try something. I started playing a small melody and stopped. Francoeur wanted to copy my actions again but I stopped him.

"I want you to try to finish the melody" I explained and he nodded.

He looked at the keys before gently starting the melody were I stopped. Francoeur looked at me and smiled. I smiled at him before joined him. No words between us, just the music we were making with the piano. It went on like this for a few minutes Until Francoeur revealed one of his flea arms and played the keys on my side of the piano. He looked embarrassed by his actions but I just giggled. He hid his arm again and fixed his glove. I smiled and gently placed my hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry Francoeur, I like your enthusiasm" I told him.

He chirped happily and caressed my hand in his.

I blushed and hid behind my blonde hair. I moved away a little bit as Francoeur started playing the piano again, only he was playing a song that I never heard before. It seemed like he was writing a song. I handed him a pen so he could write it down and I listened to it. After a little bit I started vocalizing along with it.

Heaven- Ohhh Ohhh Ohhhh Aye.

I continue to vocalize with song until Roual, Emile, and Charles: My uncle's monkey burst into the room. Francoeur chirped and waved at them. They repeated this action.

"What's wrong?" I asked them before we heard police officers running this way.

I motioned The boys to hide in the chimney while I helped Francoeur into the piano. I got in afterwards, me having to lay on top of Francoeur before slowly and quietly closing the lid. He chirped worryingly before I quietly shushed him before I listened to what was going on outside the piano.

"First you accuse me without a shred of evidence, then you invaded my private property! if you dare enter my dressing room, you have to find yourself another singer!" I heard Lucille tell someone.

"Consider it done" I heard the Commissioner tell her before the door quickly opened.

I flinched when I heard things getting thrown. Francoeur quietly chirped, but only loud enough for only me to hear him. I looked at him and he smiled reassuringly and patted my back gently. I smiled back at him. It was strange, falling in love with a flea. But he was more human than anyone else in Paris. He was kind, sweet, caring, loving, entertaining, and was somewhat charming and handsome.

"Where is it? Where is it!" We heard the commissioner yelling, followed by more things being tossed around.

"We checked everywhere sir. Nothing" we heard Pate tell the Commissioner.

"Really?" He asked in other surprise or confusion.

"I told you" we heard Lucille tell him.

I looked at Francoeur before looking at the side of the piano wall. My heart raced inside my chest. I didn't want to say praise yet because I wasn't sure it they would look inside of the piano where we were hiding in. Francoeur noticed and moved his hand to my forearm and gently rubbed it. I calmed down before looking at him again.