"Al? Al!" Antony hugs me.
I grip him. It's good to see him after all that. I needed a rest.
"What? How? Why are you not at the hospital?" Antony asks.
"I'm fine." I say.
"Alastor? Alastor!" Sherry yells coming in.
She hugs me as well. They both grab my arm and lead me inside. They sit me down. I look around. Something was sizzling. The air around my nose tingles with cheesy smells and a slight hit of peppercorns.
"What is this?" I ask.
"Just a dinner. Me and Antony cooked." Sherry smiles.
"Really?" I raise an eyebrow.
I never thought that Antony knows how to cook. I thought he could only cook in a toaster. He never really showed an interest in cooking. Sherry takes out a baking casserole. It looks like mac'n cheese. I push my glasses up my face. Antony wraps his arms around me. I take them.
"Our famous family old recipe." Sherry says.
"It smells wonderful." I say.
Sherry nods. She places the pan down. It looks golden. It looks golden like the sun. It smells like the sun as well, that's a good thing. Sherry hands me a plate of it. I take it and smile.
"Prepare for a taste explosion." Sherry smiles.
I pick up the fork and place a little in my mouth. At first, nothing just the tenderness of the pasta. Then, seconds later, my mouth explodes with the cheesy taste and the sweetness of the sauce. Home... my mind drifts back. Mother... I remember the food she used to serve just like this. I grip my hands.
"So sentimental." I mutter.
"Hey, I'm glad your back babe." Antony says.
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HorrorAnother Alastor Human AU! But this one is so different. His mother was killed at age 12 and he forces himself to become a vigilante. Discovering evidence to find whoever killed his mother. He has nightmares almost every night knowing his 24th birthd...
