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alphi-writes · 4 years ago

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the autumn interactions seems fascinating.. may i request one? ^~¬ || a female reader here~ id like to request a scary stories for malleus, haunted house for azul & trick of treat for floyd, thanks!!! 🥺💖

Yes of course!! I'm glad you seem to like it:)🧡

Characters: Malleus, Azul, Floyd

Items: Scary Stories, Haunted Houses, Trick or Treat

Malleus Draconia

"Yea, just sit there, it's a bean bag it won't- Malleus, you're practically a deity, you do not need to worry about a bean bag eating you."'

You giggled quietly as Malleus tried to make himself comfortable. He wasn't used to such comfortable, plush seatings like a bean bag.

"Are you sure these won't cause any damage? The curve it makes seems... unhealthy."

"Oh, don't be a scaredy cat-! You'll want to save that fear for-" you clicked your torch on, illuminating your face, "-Scaaaary stooories~!"

He stared, dumbfounded for a moment before chuckling quietly.

"Well, you can try, I suppose."

"Oh I will try, and I'll succeed!"

Earlier in the evening, you'd invited Malleus to your dorm, in which the two of you would hang out because Malleus was, yet again, left out of another school event. It was sad to see him so dejected, so you jumped at the chance to invite him over.

Currently, while Malleus was slowly being swallowed by the bean bag, you were setting up a small blanket fort. You stabilized the blankets and sheets before shoving pillows and a few other softy seats inside.

After that, you grabbed your laptop and a candy bag, propping them up at the head of the fort. When you finally crawled out, Malleus was all but unseen, completely covered in the bean bag.

You laughed loudly, promptly grabbing his hands and pulling him out of the seat.

"Come on, I have to fort finished."

He scratched the back of his neck sheepishly, thanking you quietly.

You slid into the fort next to Malleus, opening your laptop.

"I found this cool forum last week where people submit scary stories! It's always being updated with new stories, and theres even an audio section. That way I don't have to read out loud, I don't read well out loud..."' You typed the forum into the search bar, opening up the tab and scrolling through the audios.

"Do you want to listen to a certain genre? Or are we going to randomize?"

You looked at Malleus, who now had his head propped on his hands. He had a lime green and fuschia blanket strewn over his legs, keeping him warm.

"Erm.. random."

Nodding, you clicked randomise and clicked the first audio that appeared.

"Ooh~ this one's a true story!" You pulled your arms into your chest, burrowing into your blanket like an animal.

The audio faded in, menial sounds of rain and wind fading in first. Then, after the sounds, a deep voice came in.

"This, is a true story. A story of young children, all murdered in cold blood."

You chortled quietly at the mediocre voice acting, hoping Malleus hadn't heard you.

"One-hundred years ago, in multiple neighbouring towns, murders of small children were reported back to back for about two months. The murders were strewn out by the days. Almost sixty children were murdered, meaning the murderer struck every night."

Although it sounded like the man was trying too hard to sound spooky, and he spoke a bit slow, you still found yourself enjoying the story.

"The murders were all the same, children's skulls bashed in, all a bloody, gorey mess. It wasn't until one teenager by the name of Saria that the murderer was caught."

You laid your head nonchalantly on Malleus' arm.

"Saria was the oldest victim, which proved useful in her predicament. Although she was bed-ridden in the hospital for a time with major cranial damage, she suffered no memory loss."

"I wish I didn't suffer memory loss when Trein smacks me upside the head..."

Although you'd whispered to yourself, Malleus must've heard you because he let out a quiet chuckle.

"Although Saria gave a solid description of the murderer, he was never caught."

"Wow, shocker."

"The murders stopped in 1912. Recently, a line of murders identical to the 1909 murders were brought to the surface."

The speaker's voice faded out, mediocre scary music playing until the end of the audio.

"Well, that sucked, but everything sucks if you aren't the one being murdered." When you looked to Malleus for feedback, you were suprised to see he'd fallen asleep.

Shutting your laptop, you smiled and laid down next to him, brushing his bangs away from his forehead.

Gently, you pressed a kiss to his forehead and closed your eyes, falling asleep with him.

Azul Ashengrotto

"You sure you can handle this, Azul?" You teased, smirking at him.

You were currently standing with him in line outside a haunted house maze. From the looks of it, the 'house' was an old château from at least two centuries ago.

It was huge, probably four or five stories tall.

"Of course I can handle this, Y/N. I deal with scarier guests at the Lounge." A confident smile spread across his face as he adjusted his coat.

You hummed, grabbing his hand, intertwining.

"Damn, I don't think it's the haunted house you need to worry about. Your hands are freezing!"

He only scoffed, looking up at the château.

"This is a slow line. We could accept more customers in the lounge than this place."

"Well, we can't just expect the other people here to fly through the whole maze. That would be no fun at all. Besides, I like waiting with you." You grinned at him, squeezing his hand promptly.

A small blush spread across his face before he turned his head away.

After another fifteen minutes or so, you finally made it to the front of the maze.

"Two together please." You held up two fingers, handing your money to the operator before they ushered you and Azul inside.

The beginning of the maze was stuffy room that smelled faintly of smoke.

"Someone has smoker's breath." You quipped to yourself, looking around the room.

You didn't tell Azul, but you'd visited this haunted house a week prior, just to see what it had in store. It was also so you could see how Azul reacted to the maze.

Of course, you will still get scared, but you would roughly know your way around the maze.

"Here, this way I think. The air feels different." You lightly grabbed his sweater sleeve and pulled him towards the wall, feeling around the wallpaper.

"Ooh, we have to look for exits?"

"Yea, I think this is more of a puzzle maze than a jump scare maze."

You found a loose corner in the wallpaper and pulled until a doorway was exposed.

You turned to Azul, grinning and motioning for him to follow.

Throughout the haunted house you would stumble across rooms that required puzzles, some that had jumpscares, and some that had both.

In one particular room, Azul was trailing behind, looking at his surrounding when a scare actor jumped out, shrieking loudly and grabbing Azul.

Although you should've come to Azul's aid, you couldn't help but double over laughing.

The sound Azul made, you'd never heard anything like it. It was almost like a strained baby cry.

"Azul, oh, jeez-" you couldn't even talk, you were laughing so hard, "are you-are you okay Azul?" You finally straightened, wiping a stray tear from your eye and gliding over to him.

"Y-you laughed!" He pointed an accusing finger at you.

You wrapped your fingers around his, smiling.

"Yes. I. Did."

You were the leader throughout the whole maze, pulling him through rooms and away from potential scare factors.

"Its almost as if you already know this house, Y/N."

Chuckling, you turned to him, "I've been to a lot of haunted houses. I just have a better sense of the place than you."

He nodded, albeit still suspicious, but left the matter alone.

Towards the end, the hallways began to narrow, and you felt yourself sweating more than usual.

This wasn't a part of the house when you went last week.

Pressing your back against the back wall, you shuffled down the hallway, breathing in laboured breaths.

"Are you alright, Y/N?" Azul's concerned voice rang out behind you.

Craning your neck back, you saw the expression on his face. His eyebrows were creased, and his eyes showed sympathy.

"Y-yea! I uh, I hate small places, especially, ah, hallways. No where to turn, you know?"

You felt Azul's hand grab yours, and soon you found yourself escaping the cramped hallway.

"Hell yea! We made it!" You threw your hands up, cheering and grinning at Azul.

He smiled at you, plopping a hand on your head and ruffling your hair.

"Uh-huh. Now let's go home, I'm tired."

You nodded, winding your elbow with his.

"Yea, and we should grab some food beforehand too. I'm starving."

You marched together, arms intwined, eyes drooping, and worries cleared.

Floyd Leech

"Floyd, you can't, hey no, your foot goes through here!" Currently, you were having troubles helping Floyd into his costume.

"Jeez, I'm not in the mood for this.."

"Don't be a baby.. lord almighty, could Azul have chose any other costume genre? This looks like quarantine shopping all over again-"

You weren't absolutely sure what the Octavinelle costumes were supposed to be, but you did know that your costume was worlds better.

When Floyd finally had the costume on correctly, he grumbled, staring down at you.

"I don't want to trick and treat."

"'Neither do I, so let's hurry up. There will be candy."

Floyd's eyes brightened slightly at the mention of candy.

"Fine."

"Yea, there's your spirit." You said in a monotone voice, no less.

Instead of trick and treating around town, NRC set up a school system where students could visit dorms and staff rooms for treats. Something about giving the students some holiday cheer.

"I hope someone has calissons. I haven't had any of those for a while." You spoke, mostly to yourself, but Floyd retorted to your quip.

"Calissons are gross."

"You know nothing, feeble mortal."

The walk from your dorm to the first dorm, Heartslaybul, was quiet but not uncomfortable.

You honestly just wanted to get this over with so you could take a nap. Preferably after watching some horror movies or something of the sort.

You walked through the mirror to Heartslaybul, making it to the front gate and knocking on the door.

Both you and Floyd held out your trest baggies, letting out a bored "Trick or Treat" in unison.

You watched as Trey dropped candies into your baggies. There was some candy corn, carambars, chocolate, and a small plastic bag of chamallows.

You waved to Trey and made your way to the next stop.

"This is a kid's holiday, yea?"

"Not necessarily. People used to dress up before All Saint's Day because they didn't want the ghosts to eat their asses."

Floyd nodded, a michevious grin spreading across his face.

"It doesn't have to be Halloween to get your ass-"

You punched his arm, "oh shut up, you."

He snickered loudly, poking fun at you until you made it to the next dorm.

That's how the rest of the night continued. Go from dorm to dorm, collect your candies, then make jokes and quips between getting candy.

At the end of the night, you and Floyd headed back to your own dorm to exchange candies.

"I think we have most of our candy is the same-" You mentioned, dumping your candy on the ground.

"I don't have any carambars." Floyd spoke, reaching over and grabbing a handful of carambars from your pile.

"Hey! We're exchanging, not stealing!"

He shoved a piece of candy in his mouth, rolling his eyes and trifling through his candy baggie.

"Here, you can have these then."

He threw a plastic wrapping at you, going back to his own candies.

Picking up the wrapping, you smelled it briefly and smiled.

"Oh, so you had calissons? And you don't even like them."

He nodded, laughing to himself.

"Yea, I specifically asked Trein for those."

You chuckled quietly, turning the calissons over in your hand.

"Well, thank you. This has been my best trick or treat event ever."

Floyd nodded, giving you a toothy grin before shifting his focus back to the candies.

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