|Love Bug| A Monster In Paris Fanfiction

Chapter 11: 8 Clues To Find

Loralei woke up the next day excited and refreshed. Today, she could finally get payback on Raoul for cheating on her, and Lucille, for that matter by embarrassing the heck out of him at tonight's performance.

 She sat up, yawning, as she looked curiously out of the window on the wall opposite the door, and saw that there was fog still outside, some of it covering her window, blurring the view she had. She had woken up earlier than normal, but Lora didn't mind. She put on her slippers, and stepped out into the dimly lit hallway. She peered at the bottom of Lucille and Francoeur's doors, looking for any light that might have escaped, or feet that were visible from the space between the wooden floors and the door, she didn't see any and decided to make her way down to the kitchen to make breakfast so it would be ready by the time everyone got up.  Then she could get a headstart on setting the stage up for tonight.

She entered the kitchen and turned on the light, only to see what looked to be Francoeur rummaging through the fridge.

"Francoeur? What are you doing? I thought you were still asleep upstairs." Lora stepped towards him, but he looked, different, he had a darker coloration to him,  and larger spines on his back than usual.

He turned around, and Lora realized it wasn't Francoeur at all, but the thing she had seen in the window when she first met Francoeur and the others.

"I finally caught you all alone..." He said in a deep voice.

Fear crept in, but slowly faded, as she realized who it was that had snuck into the kitchen through a window on the other side if the kitchen, which let in the cool morning air.

"Oh, it's just you Abigor, I thought it might have been someone important." Lora said as she grabbed a pan from the sink.

Abigor chuckled, and continued looking around the fridge.

"How's the plan going, Lora?" He asked as he grabbed eggs and milk from the fridge, setting them on the counter.

"It's going as planned. I'm surprised you were able to plan this out to a T." She turned the stove on and waited for the pan to heat up

"I have my ways." Abigor ran his thin, boney fingers through her thick, raven hair.

"I dont think peering through everybody's windows at night counts Abigor." Lora grabbed a large bowl from the cabinet.

"I prefer the term 'window watching'. It doesn't sound as bad." He went back to the fridge and grabbed the butter from the top shelf.

"If that makes it easier for you to watch people through their windows at night, then go ahead and call it that." She reached for the flour, but it was out of her reach on the shelf above the one she normally sets it on.

He chuckled as he grabbed the flour, and handed it to her. "Your so short."

"I'm not short. You're just incredibly tall." She said as she measured the flour, then poured it into a bowl.

"Riiiight. If that makes you feel better about yourself." 

"Why are you here anyways? Someone could have seen you by now." Lora said as she began mixing in the eggs and milk.

He stepped beside her, setting the butter down with one of his hands, and using her chin to turn her face towards his with another.