Morrigan and the call of evil

ONE SHOT •3

Morrigan was bored. And it wasn't something usual. Usually, there was always something to do at the Deucalion. Helping Frank the vampire dwarf to prepare his parties, listening to Dame Chanda singing, helping Charlie cleaning the stables, relaxing at the Smoking Parlor, playing cards with customers...

But for the first time since she'd lived in the hotel, none of these things were possible that afternoon. Frank wasn't planning a party for tonight, Dame Chanda was out to perform on a small stage in an old Nevermoor Theater (very poorly regarded by Martha), and Charlie didn't need help. Jack didn't even want to play with her, and Jupiter was cloistered in his office, busy making " super important calls, Mog. You and Jack, don't come for bothering me "

Lying on her bed, looking out of her open window at this magnificent Spring sunset, she breathed, bored. Then the door suddenly opened, letting Jack pass, looking shocked.

" Okay. So, you're never going to believe what I just heard ! " He exclaims.

" What ? " She mumbles, glaring at him. " You scared me "

" Just come ! "

Jack walked to her bed, grabbed her arm tightly, and started running very quickly to Jupiter's office down the hall, dragging her behind him.

" But Jack ! " Indignant Morrigan, trying to speak as quietly as possible. " Jupiter said we shouldn't bother him ! "

" Listen ! You'll thank me later ! "

Rolling her eyes, unenthusiastic about spying on her patron and being caught by Fenestra, Morrigan finally did it. And, indeed, she didn't regret it.

" Oh, by the way Nancy... I... I wanted to ask you something, " said Jupiter, his voice rising in the treble.

Morrigan frowned at Jack, surprised. He motioned for her to continue listening.

" Well..., " hesitates her patron. " I wanted to know if, by any chance, you would accept a dinner tonight ? Yes, just the both of us. Oh, really ?

Morrigan and Jack heard something fall to the ground. Jupiter swore.

" Sorry, I dropped something. So... do we meet at eight o'clock ? There is this pretty cool restaurant down the Deucalion. They make delicious seafood "

Morrigan pretended to vomit. She hated seafood. Jack rolled his eyes, a finger on his mouth to tell her to shut up.

" See you in a few minutes, Nancy, " concludes Jupiter.

Ear on the door, Morrigan couldn't hear very clearly. But she could sworn she heard her patron's voice tremble a little. Despite herself, a big smile crossed her face. She was happy for him.

" This is completely crazy ! " Morrigan whispers, excited. " Jupiter on a date ! A date ! OUR Jupiter ! "

" Shut, " said Jack. " He's gonna hear us ! "

But a big smile also crossed his face. Without warning, Jupiter opened the door of his office, a silly smile, red cheeks. But his smile evaporated and gave way to a perplexed face when he saw Jack and Morrigan prostrate in front of him.

" I know that look, " he ends up telling them. " What are you two up to ? "

Looking innocent, Jack raised his hands.

Raising an eyebrow, Jupiter looked more closely at his nephew and his candidate. Both tried to stay as neutral as possible. But it wasn't easy with Jupiter looking at you so intensely that it seemed like he was reading in your soul. Which, in a way, was not entirely false.