Forcas was stuck at the church, his physical body not being allowed to leave the church. So now, he was sitting in the back of the basement of the church, waiting for his friend to show back up.
Angelica's heels softly tapped against the wooden floors as she walked back down to the basement. "Forcas.. are you writing on the wall again?" Her soft voice took a slightly scolding tone as he watched Forcas just mess around with a bucket of paint and finger paint on the wall.
Forcas gave the look of a kid who got caught with the hand stuck in the cookie jar. "Uhhhhh.. n-noooooo?" He chimed out, giving an awkward smile.
Angelica wanted to scold the man—an angel actually—but couldn't bring herself to do it.
"You better clean that off the wall." She threatened with her soft smile and kind voice. Forcas knew better than to say no and immediately started cleaning off the wall out of fear.
"Yes, sorry, of course ma'am." He rambled worriedly and immediately got rid of it, using his weird angel powers or smth.. idk.
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Another short one shot, but I realized I hadn't written ANYTHING about EC so I wanted to give them some love. Forcas is so silly and stupid im probably gonna impregnate him.
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DeadPlate (+CF,EH,EC) Drabbles And Oneshots!
Fanfictioncover isn't mine. DP -Deadplate CF -Cold Front EC -Eloquent countance EH -Elevator Hitch. Maybe also MIR (newest game)
