He couldn't help but stare. He wasn't- he never expected to see Michael again after their deal, unless of course the contract was broken. But now, he was face to face with his past love and he had no idea what to do.
"Who are you and what are you doing in the front lawn of my house?" Michael demanded to know.
"Wait your house? I was pretty sure this was Tom Brady's house? He was the one who was letting me stay in the front yard after all." Another confusing factor to add to this whole thing.
"Ah well you see, Mr. Tom Brady made a deal with the devil here for his soul which is pretty much complete so yeah he has graciously given us use of his house." David said simply before asking. "However, you didn't answer my lord's question on who you were."
To be honest, Pierre was hesitant to answer that question in case it somehow triggered Michael's memories. But at the same time, he couldnt just not answer him. He hid a small sigh as he stood up out of his seventh bed and said.
"The name's Pierre Dubois, but you can just call me Pierre." The instant he said his name, David's eyes went wide in surprise though Michael didn't react to it, luckily. Though that didn't mean he could stick around either.
"Anyways, since this is your house now, I should really be going-"
"What's with the sudden rush? I find it quite interesting that Mr. Tom Brady allowed a skeleton to stay in his front lawn." Michael said stopping him from leaving.
"Oh I-"
"Excuse me, sir, but shouldn't we get on with touring the house? We still have a couple other places to go after and we don't have time to deal with this skeleton." While usually he would be upset at someone interupting him, Pierre couldn't help but be relieved for the imp's interruption this time.
"That is true, however, maybe we can get - Pierre was it? - to show us around the mansion while we talk?" The way Michael phrased it, it sounded like a question, but his tone made it clear that it was more of an order.
"I guess I could." Pierre said, knowing he couldn't object, no matter how much he wanted to leave. He couldn't risk Michael somehow remembering him.
And yet, he had no choice but to show Michael and David around the mansion while at the same time, trying not to give away anymore information about himself.
It was towards the end of their tour when Michael made the decision that this would be their new place of residence. At this decision, the imp left as get the goblins start working on the interior. However, as the imp left the room, he pulled Pierre out of the room with him subtly and asked harshly.
"What the heck are you doing here, Pierre?"
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The Broken Contract
FanfictionIt's been 3,546 years since Pierre and Michael made their contract but so far, Michael has not found anyone else to love. Pierre was wondering if the contract would ever come to fruition when he ran into two familiar faces. This raises an unforeseen...