The Angel's Demonic Guardian

Weird

Hey guys!!! This is late again, isn't it? Whoops, but, guess what (you can't really guess but still)? I'm making a comic with a friend! I'm so excited for that and it's been taking up most of my time. I'm just writing it though since I can't draw. In any case, here's the chapter! I'm going to update next week, promise!

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Aeron spins herself on the swivel chair for the nth time with a huff. She pushes her dark hair over her shoulder, glaring at nothing.

Nathan gives her a saccharine smile, looking up from his camera. “Please sit still, dah-ling.”

Aeron rolls her eyes, rebelliously kicking harder against the floor and making herself a blur, almost impossible to take a photo of.

Gabriel grabs Aeron’s shoulder with lightning speed, halting the chair’s movement in an instant. He looks at her as if reprimanding a child. “Behave.”

Aeron looks up at him over her shoulder, looking as petulant as ever. Gabriel gives her a wry smile.

Nathan’s grin turns sardonic. “I don’t want to take pictures of you either. It’s a waste of time, really.”

In truth, no one wanted to have a photo shoot; however, the gala was supposed to be a big deal to humans, a special event of sorts, so they had to take a few photos for some magazine.

Nathan was the best at handling cameras, so he was assigned to take a few photos of the rest of Class A, having had his photos taken earlier. That, and the hired photographer had stomped out of the room after trying, and failing, to get Carter to sit still (part of Aeron was glad it wasn’t her fault this time). It was stupid; they all knew that it was all for publicity’s sake and for the principal’s own sick amusement.

“Now,” Nathan says, peering through the camera’s lens, “say cheese.”

“Butter.” Aeron says dryly.

She is vaguely aware of Gabriel’s hand on her shoulder.

She spends the entire afternoon there, taking several photos, changing, and taking even more photos. Sometimes with Gabriel, sometimes it’s just her, and other times with the rest of Class A (when Nathan is able to convince the photographer to come back).

When it’s all over, she is all too ready to collapse onto her hotel’s bed and sleep for the next century.

Demons, however, are pitiless creatures and they didn’t like it when they were ignored.

“Aeron~” Lilith calls out, opening the supposedly locked door crassly. She’s waving a loaf of bread around, Sitri trailing behind her. “Hun bun, we brought food!”

Aeron blinks widely up at them, tired brain processing the fact that the most irritating demons she’s ever met are all in the same room. I couldn’t really get any worse than this.

“Love, I bring chocolates!” A familiar blonde prances into the room, past the two demons and seats herself on Aeron’s lap, wrapping both arms around the exceedingly annoyed angel. Ashley places a chaste kiss on Aeron’s cheek. “Miss me?”

Scratch that, it just got worse.

Lilith tilts her head prettily, pouting because she was overshadowed by a human.

Ashley picks up a heart shaped piece of chocolate, feeding it to Aeron, who was all too willing to receive the sweet treat despite the unwanted weight on her lap.

“Why are you here?” She asks around a slowly melting piece of chocolate.

“Well,” Ashley wipes a smear off Aeron’s cheek, “I was looking for you since you left and Mr Daniels told me where you were. He said that there was a party and that I should go, so here I am.”