[On Hold!] ♢A Trancy Tigress♢ Alois Trancy x Tiger reader

chapter 8

of course, after getting him inside and letting him dry off, the estate is required to give the guest a meal around dinner time.

strangely enough, he doesn't shed his heavy clothing or hat, which as far as you knew was improper to wear at the table. it struck you as odd, but who were you to complain? as long as master trancy didn't mind the lack of table etiquette, you wouldn't mind either. but what really bothered you was that while you couldn't see it, you could feel his eyes still burn into you, like he wasn't even blinking as he drank your form in. you did occasionally look up to alois for help, but he didn’t seem to be aware of the discomfort. he's just fixated on keeping him company for some reason.

so while you waited for the spider to finish cooking whatever meals he had planned for the guest, alois just played with your face, squishing your cheeks and playing with your fuzzy ears and nestling into your neck, whilst humming to himself contently. "i say, dearest guest," he suddenly pipes, bringing his play to a hault. "have you ever seen such a gorgeous creature like this one before?" he grabs your face and makes you look at him. much to your dismay he was facing you, and you could swear you made eye contact with him. "she's truly a symbol of the trancy estate." he touches his nose to your cheek. "my big beautiful murderess." ...maybe it was your imagination, but you almost swore you saw a flash of red beneath his bangs as trancy pressed his face deeper into your shoulder, cooing other nonsensical jabberish into your fur. "yes..." the guest spoke softly. "she is a truly fine specimen, indeed." As alois hummed in agreement and cuddled into you the guest's aura suddenly changed, becoming thick with irritation as trancy nibbled lightly at your ear. he takes notice of the guest's hard staring and smirks at. "Ooh, envious, are we?" he wrapped his arms around your broad neck and nestles deeper into your neck. "Mm, Don't you wish you could have a big beautiful huntress such as her to cuddle and protect you?" he taunted, his one eye focused on the guest, knowingly. had it been any other time, you'd be pleased at this form of attention. but right now, you couldn't take your eyes off the stone still guest, who's aura had somehow darkened.

damn it, where is that spider freak with the food?!

as if on cue, claude comes out with his meal prepared, breaking the stare down trance as he set the plate down in front of him. you huffed in relief through your nose, finally allowing yourself to blink. never thought I'd be relived to see that golden eyed spider fink. the stranger snaps back to looking forward as alois detaches himself from you to offer the odd guest a dish. "try this one," he ushered the dish up to his face. "claude's cooking is simply delicious." the man didn't budge. "yes, I'm sure it tastes quite nice." he replies plainly. "...however. please observe the spec of sauce on the rim of the plate."

...wha?

you extend your neck slightly and squint your eyes at the one plate in front of the guest. sure enough, though it was barely visible, there was a dot of sauce resting on the painted angel's wing. "i assume i would have been great an inconvenience to dab it away with a cloth." you tipped your head slightly, lifting an eyebrow. talk about high maintenance. still though, you couldn't hide your amusement at claude's miffed expression as he bowed. "my apologies sir," he stated lowly, collecting the plate. "I'll clear this." he suddenly gave the guest a dirty look, stopping mid-grab. "i didn't realize a man who doesn't remove his coat at the dinning table would have such delicate sensibilities." as he turned and walked off, he concluded on a dry note; "you flatter me."

aww, is the spider miffed at the high maintenance of a dear guest? "Mmrroooawr?" you crooned mockingly as he walked by you, earning a discontented grumble. "hush, you oversized pest." you snorted in mocked offense. How rude! Like our guest you will treat me with RESPECT! "ROar!" In one swift movement, you smacked the back of his thighs making him stumble slightly, nearly dropping the plate. He paused to regain his composure, growling under his breath before continuing his walk away. alois snickered at this, staring at you in adoration. "such a naughty girl, is she not?" he murmured to no one in particular. the man in the coat was looking in your direction.

Now you couldn't see it...

...but you knew he was smirking.

"quite naughty indeed..."