Fuck you (not) (an applemedia fanfic)

🍎duck boy🍎

I flip a pancake, yawning as I set down the spatula.
Turning to where everyone resides.
Everyone except Al and his mother.
I had Charlie get her a room just so she was comfortable..cuz you know..it's hell.
I told her it was best she stayed here and didn't go out, ESPECIALLY alone.
This place is sick..and not the good sick.

Als not gonna eat these, what can I get him for breakfast so that he doesn't skip it-
"Charlie do we still have that oatmeal? The flavorless one-?"
"Yeah? It's somewhere in the pantry, why?" She answers.
"Als not gonna eat these."
"Since when did you start caring about that-?" Vaggie asks as I walk to the pantry.
"Uhmm. Doing it for charlie. If I play nice she's less stressed."
"Hm." Vaggie looks at me, I'm not sure if she bought that but whatever.
I mix up the oatmeal and add in some salt to give it that bland-bitter flavor he likes so much.
"Good morning!" His mother walks in, sitting down, I told her the only people in this hotel you gotta watch out for are Al and niffty so, she has nothing to worry about, except maybe steer clear of adam he's kind of a dick.
I set down a plate of pancakes for her, handing charlie her coffee.
"Thank you!" They both say.
"You must be charlotte, correct?"
"Yep! Dad said we had company, who are you?"
"You can call me mama hartfelt,"
"Hartfelt? As in..Alastor hartfelt.." vaggie says.
She nods and it gets quiet before Vaggie looks at me again.
She knows something is up now.
Only a matter of time before it's out.
Charlie and mrs hartfelt are talking, charlie being her usual eccentric self.
He eventually walks in himself, sitting down as his shadow bring his coffee.
Love the shadow.
I set down the oatmeal and he looks at it confused.
"What is this-?"
"Plain oatmeal with salt. Cuz I know you're not going to eat the pancakes."
"Oh-..thank you-?"

I sit down, pouring some sugar into my coffee.
"My goodness you're going to give yourself a sugar high-!" Mrs. Hartfelt says.
"I'm a mythical being if I can't abuse that with a load of sugar than I'd rather be a human."
I pour in more sugar.
"I'm fond of this one." She says to Al.
Have they be talking about me-?
Gosh I hope not- I've 100% been an asshole to him.
To be fair he deserved it but still.
His mom is an angel.

"Oh! And Als helping me redeem souls!" Charlie rants.
His mother listens with a smile, meanwhile, Al is silently eating his breakfast.
Atleast hes eating, right?
He looks at me, his smile is relaxed..
His hand rests on my thigh as he looks back at the oatmeal.
This is..new..

"Oh yeah! And the extermination! He fought adam, I fixed his staff because adambroke it, and shot some magic into his chest, but Al handled it well!"
Magic.
Chest..

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