Feral Possession

Machnamh Anam

  "How was your vacation?" I asked while pouring coffee into some mugs.

  "Amazing! Maybe you should join me next time. It's really beautiful out there."

  "I don't know. Skiing isn't really my thing." I replied. "How do you want your coffee?"

  "Creamer and a little sugar, please." Gary answered, and I grabbed the liquid creamer from the fridge. "Even if you don't like skiing, I think you'd like the scenery." He continued while ignoring Grimmjow leaning on the island right next to him.

  The demon was being quiet, but his expression and posture was saying enough on its own. He still wouldn't give it a rest with Gary.

  "I'll think about it." Turning with a mug in each hand, I placed one in front of Grimmjow, and the other in front of Gary. "So what's with the necklace? I've never seen it before."

  "Oh, it's a gift from Heather before I went on vacation." Gary looked down while grabbing the silver pendant on his necklace. "It's Saint Christopher, patron of safe travel. Did you know Heather is Catholic?"

  "Remind me who Heather is again." I grabbed my coffee and leaned on the island across from the men.

  "The old lady that yelled at us when we had Yui's birthday party at my house."

  "Oh, her. Ears like a bat and some serious lung capacity." I chuckled while remembering Gary's neighbor that would always complain about the noise whenever we hung out at Gary's house.

  "That's her."

  "So why even wear it?" I asked before taking a drink from my coffee. Gary shrugged while grabbing the mug in front of him.

  "A whim, I guess. I liked the idea of protected travels." Gary said, and Grimmjow scoffed while rolling his eyes. "What's so funny?" He looked at the demon next to him.

  "You think a martyr could do anything for you? He's just some dead guy."

  "He's not just some dead guy. He's an important religious figure."

  "Oh, no. Don't start preaching now." Grimmjow grumbled while bringing his mug to his lips.

  "I'm not Christian. I just know how to respect other people's religions."

  "Yeah, well, Christianity sure as shit doesn't know how to respect other people's religions, so I don't know why you even bother."

  "Is there anything you don't complain about or make fun of?" Gary sighed, and Grimmjow made a face while shrugging.

  "Wynter's cooking is pretty damn good. Won't complain about that." He popped off, and I snorted.

  "Thanks for the compliment, grouch."

  "Seriously, though. Why don't you think someone's symbol of faith can be helpful?"

  "I didn't say a symbol of faith couldn't be helpful. Saw a guy get stabbed with a crucifix before." Grimmjow said nonchalantly as Gary and I just looked at him.

  "How is that helpful?"

  "If someone tries to mug you or whatever, you can stab 'em with a crucifix since humans are so fragile. So, there. Helpful."

  "....You're being serious."

  "What? I bet someone could even choke you out with that necklace. Helpful to them." Grimmjow waved his hand.

  "Okay, back it up a few steps there." I shot the demon a look, and he only smirked before taking another drink of coffee.

  "You know what I meant."