|Love Bug| A Monster In Paris Fanfiction

Chapter 21: A Deal is Made

When I tell you I have NEVER had writers block last this long-

Anyways- My plan is to start wrapping up the story- I mean, I always planned to finish it, but my hopes are that these are the last 10-ish chapters.

Not because I dont like writing this- because it's SO FUN- fukkin love this book- It's my child- my bread and butter. The love in my soul. -Good on you if you get the reference.

But for reference, this story was only supposed to be about 10 chapters, but here I am writing Chapter 21 .-.

Yes this chapter is a little sexist- Abigor is a little sexist- the era the story is set in is sexist- No, I dont condone sexism- ANYWAYS

Enjoy Ze Chapter you beautiful/handsome person

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After a while of walking, they reached a decently sized house. It's welcoming exterior, and warm light cascading out of the windows made for a charming appeal.

"You have a beautiful home." Loralei looked on, awestruck.

"It's something alright." He chuckled, unlocking the door, and heading inside with Loralei following him in.

Truth be told, this was the second time he had seen it himself. After a brief discussion, and the threat of being buried alive, the owner had quickly agreed to give Abigor the keys, and forfeit ownership of the property.

Even then, he wouldn't be able to tell the police if he couldn't walk to the station, or anywhere for that matter.

He looked around at the plush couches surrounding a small table made of dark wood, an archway giving view to a kitchen to his right, he then panned his view towards the stairs to his left, a warm light coming from upstairs.

Loralei looked around curiously. She walked through the main floor, seemingly admiring every inch of the house.

Abigor left her to look around as he made his way up the stairs, each step creaking beneath him.

he looked down the hallway, which sat parallel to the stairs, three dark wooden doors lined the hallway, and one sat at the end. Paintings sat along the dark green walls, most of them of abstract, and unidentifiable. 

He opened the first door, looking into a large bedroom. Light grey walls, with a large bed to his left, and a closet to his right.

He shut the door and continued on to open the next one. He looked around at a large study, the wall to his right held a large bookcase that covered the entirety of the wall. On the opposite wall at an L-shaped desk, with two wooden chairs.

He closed the door as Loralei made her way upstairs. He gestured towards the first door. "There's the guest bedroom, if that's what you're looking for."

She nodded, entering the first room, a "Wow." Was audible through the door.

He shook his head, making his way back downstairs, looking around for something to entertain himself with. He sat down on one of the plush couches, picking up a radio that sat on the coffee table in front of him.

He turned it on, wincing at the sudden static that poured over the radio. He slowly turned the dial, looking for any sort of entertainment. He eventually grew annoyed of the sound of static, and turned the radio off, and making his way to the kitchen.

He saw most of the standard kitchenware. An oven, fridge, cabinet space- everything someone would need to cook.

Of course, that someone wouldn't be him, not just because he was incapable of cooking food, but why bother learning how when he had a woman in the house who most likely already knew how to cook.

He smiled. She was- well- a she. Of course she could cook. If he waited long enough- she would naturally find her way to the kitchen. He smiled, satisfied with this conclusion, and went back to the living room to continue messing with the radio.

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Loralei looked around the room. Simply put, she was awestruck. From the plush white blankets on the bed, to the vanity, with a mirror framed in gems, the dark wooden floors. It almost seemed.. unreal. After laying on the bed, which was surprisingly soft and exploring every drawer, cabinet, and every other nook and cranny in the room, she decided to head back downstairs. Maybe there was something to eat in the fridge. 

She made her way down the stairs, which didn't creak, and caused Abigor to jump when she was suddenly in front of him.

He tilted his head down, hiding his face. He realized he hadn't really thought this whole 'having a woman in the house, which wasn't really his' thing through.

"..Abigor?" She brought attention to herself, thinking he might look up at her and acknowledge her presence.

"Yeah?" He responded slowly.

"How come you're still wearing your coat, and cheapeaux?" She asked, leaning towards him slightly, in attempt to see his face.

He laughed softly, although internally he was panicking. "It's just... cold in here." He lied, in reality he was almost overheating, from his coat being so thick.

Loralei placed her hand on the edge of the hat, tilting it up slightly. She met Abigor's large red eyes, and screamed as she dropped the hat,and backed up slightly.

Abigor stood, making himself taller than her, and even more intimidating. "It's alright!- Calm down..."

"W..What are you-?" She made eye contact with him again.

"Long story short- a flea." He was never one to beat around the bush- and he wasn't gonna start today.

"How- fleas are so tiny- a-and you're-" She was struggling to come up with the right words.

"Some shit fell in a science lab, and boom."Abigor shrugged. "Here I am." 

"Then why-" He quickly interrupted her.

"I dont like questions." He took off his coat, setting it on the coat rack near the door, before doing the same with his hat. "You're going to help me out with something important to me, and in return ill help you out."

She hesitantly nodded.

"Great. Now, let's get to work."

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This chapter took me so long- for absolutely NO REASON- ngl I'm disappointed in myself at this point- but- i hope you enjoyed it anyways. Remember to vote, follow if you haven't already, and tell me what you think in the comments!