The Hidden Devil - BLACK CLOVER X OC

The Gordons

The next day was no less fun than yesterday.

Captain Yami ‘requested’ me, Asta, Gauche, and Grey to go along with Gordon to meet his family. His family deals with curses, so it would be good for us to go, and learn something new.

So here we were, riding on our brooms to meet Gordon’s family. Asta rode along with me, his arms wrapped around me gently.

“Hey, Rey?”

“Yea, Asta?”

“Would it be good for my muscles if I did some hanging stretches on the broom?”

“Asta…” I said sighing.

“What? Hey, it might be good”

“Fine, go do it”

“Huh, really?!”

“Yea, I’ll catch you with my chains if you fall”

“You’re the best Rey!”

“I know”

After some time, with Asta almost falling off, we arrived at Gordon’s place. It looked even more haunted than our Black Bull base.

“I wanna go home” Every one of us, including Gordon himself muttered.

“It legit looks like a haunted house” Asta commented.

“I wonder if we’ll meet some spirits,”  I mumbled to myself.

“It would be very embarrassing to meet a ghost I don’t know,” Grey said, clinging onto Gauche.

“Get off me Grey,” Gauche said to her, yet even so, let her stay.

Gordon knocked on the door hesitantly and we all shivered when the doors opened on their own. Four people greeted us and I guessed it was Gordon’s family.

You wanna know, how I guessed that?

Because they all had the same face!
Also because they were living in Gordon’s house, anyway…

“Welcome home, Gordon,” his mom said to him.

“Big brother Gordon” his sister spoke up.

“So you finally returned home,” His dad said to him.

'What's with the monotonous tone?'

His grandma was also present who just wobbled.

“Let me introduce you, this is my father, Nathan; my mother, Jonna; my grandmother, Nilenia and my little sister, Roxanne. Also, we have a dog…”

‘A dog...’

And just as he said it, a dog came from behind us and bit Asta’s shirt.

‘Why is it always him?’

“This is our dog, Nunnally”

I knelt beside the dog and gently picked him up. I stared at him for a few seconds, realizing he too looked like Gordon. The little sister stretched out her arms so I gave the dog to her, who kept on wagging his tail.

‘He’s cute…’

“And, we’re Asta uh no… I mean, I am Asta, this is Reyana, this is Grey and that is Gauche.” Asta spoke, introducing all of us.

“They’re my friends from Black Bull like I mentioned in my letter,” Gordon said to them.

“Well, now that you’re here…”

“Why don’t you join us for dinner?”

Gordon’s dad and mom asked us.

‘Hey, wait a second… Gordon’s parents have the same faces… you know what, I’m not getting into their family history’