Smoke and Mirrors : Royal Angels I

Sock wars

~Xavier~

Irony was being an angel terrified of flying.

"Are you scared two ninety year olds are making out in the clouds, Biscuit?"

Victoria's voice was super causal for someone dangling ten thousand feet above the ground.

"You're missing the view, Biscuit."

"That's the whole point, baby." I muttered, my eyelids sealed shut.

"Come on, Xevi. It isn't too far down."

It was a rainy day, the first of that year, as we stood on the rooftop of the clock tower.

We were great at climbing, possibly the only thing we had in common. We skipped class again, eating chocolate and finding haunted buildings.

"You can do this."

I'd looked at him standing on the very edge of the roof, confidently spreading his arms out like he was the god of the wind.

"Watch me."

As he fell, I couldn't help but notice how breakable he was, his eleven year old body flailing as he fell. The rain seemed to pour down harder, making it impossible for me to see after a while.

I only heard him scream.

I didn't hesitate then, though I knew now that I should have.

I stepped off the ledge.

"Are you scared a crow's going to peck your eyes out?"

Victoria thankfully snapped me out of that memory. I shrugged it off, focusing on her voice.

"No." I answered, as she tried to get creative about my eyes-shut-tight policy.

"Are you scared of flying squirrels?"

"No." I smiled. "That would be you, Shortcake."

"Are you scared the moon's prettier than you?"

"Also you." I pointed out, which earned me Victoria's signature smack on the head.

How she managed to do that midair was beyond me.

"You're closing your eyes like you're offended by condensation."

"I actually am." I muttered. "Physics was the bane of my existence."

"I like chemistry and biology." Victoria said abstractly.

I smiled. "Oh, I could definitely teach you both."

Smack number two.

"What?" I said, innocently. "I happen to be an excellent tutor."

I could practically hear her blush.

"Well, there ain't going to be any learning here, mister."

"Bad students tend to get spanked."