Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ A Day in the Life of Bradley's Devils ❯ Evening Routine ( Chapter 5 )

I had this, and then I lost it, which is why it's taken me this long to continue (especially since nothing else I tried to write to replace it was anywhere near as good). The next thing to do is to find what I wrote to continue this, and then I should be done. In other words, this is the second-to-last chapter. *sigh* I drew a lot more from real life this time than the others - actual words and situations that I'd seen recently. My inspirations are not exactly normal, are they? ^_~

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Bradley's Devils - Evening Routine

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"I'm feeling silly tonight," Schuldich said.

"Wonderful," Brad muttered.

"Mm?" She tilted her head back over her shoulder to see him as he sat in his office. "Usually you smile and make some outrageous comment under your breath. What's different tonight?"

"Weiß."

"Ah." Schuldich went back to watching her feet try to smooth out the other cushions on the couch. "When?"

"We'll be leaving in about half an hour."

"Alright. Up, Hild, and off of my chest. There we go. Let me just put in my eyes and take off my breasts, and I'll be ready."

Brad didn't even react to the strange description. He knew what she meant - had known, in fact, for coming upon eight years. She was going to go put in the contacts that made her eyes look more blue-green and less hazel and to bind her breasts. It made sense, in a way, since both were somewhat uncomfortable actions.

She returned about ten minutes later with tear streaks on her face and binding almost in place. "Could you tie it for me? It's in a strange situation today."

Wordlessly, he took the binding and `tied' it off - a process that had more to do with hiding the ends with correct tension than with making them loop around each other in something that would end up as a bulge in back. Then he turned her around, pulled out his pocket handkerchief, and went about cleaning her face.

She pulled back a little at that. "I was about to get to it! Let me - I can do it better myself, anyway."

"Hmph. See if you can avoid Farf on the way."

Schuldich groaned and scampered out.

Shortly afterwards, Farfarello clomped in and flopped onto the couch. "Curtains."

Brad smiled. "Yes, I know."

"'Twas better when you weren't around."

"You think I've corrupted her?"

"I think she's tryin' to corrupt you."

**Not corrupt.** An image blossomed in their minds of a tallish, rather stocky man with dark brown hair and eyes and a rather smug smile, who had a tendency to be a jerk around those he wanted to impress. Apparently, he had been a member of the Gestapo. **He was The Corruptor. I just want to jade you - and I'll keep at it until you don't blush at anything.**

Farfarello said something to her, but Brad didn't hear.

**No, your ears just turn red.** Schuldich grinned at her. **I know.** She added, for his benefit, the echoes of what Farfarello had said - a protest that she didn't blush.

Nagi snorted in the doorway and sauntered over to commandeer one of the chairs at the chess table. "Mission?"

"Just stalking," Brad said.

Farfarello pouted up at him. "Sit!"

He smiled. "I prefer to stand."

She growled at him.

He kept on smiling.

Schuldich came into the room, grabbed him, and pushed him into sitting next to Farfarello, before draping herself across them to keep him down. "Soooo…"

"Ka."

Schuldich nodded at Nagi. "Yes, that too. So: I think I heard you mention that this was a stalking mission?"

"Yes. We need to make a reappearance for Weiß's sake."

"Can we give them the…" Schuldich paused to savor the word, "screaming meemies?"

"I dunna think they're the screaming meemies type, Schu."

Brad chuckled. "We're going for confusion rather than hiding under the bed."

Nagi looked up from the intricate design she'd been creating with the chess pieces and yawned. "In that case, can I stay home tonight?"

"We'll need you to hold people down."

"Alright, alright." She grumbled as she got up. "I'll just go change. How much longer?"

"Ten minutes."

"Mm."

"Move yer legs, Schu, I need ta go do that too." Farfarello heaved them up and disappeared, and Schuldich let them fall back down. As a result, she slid farther down and wound up with her head and shoulders in Brad's lap. Neither made any attempt to move.

"So," she said after a bit.

"So."

"Why are you here?"

He shrugged.

"What, you want to make out or something?"

"Maybe later."

Schuldich wak-ed and struggled to not fall off the couch before hitting him in the chest. "Don't do that!"

Brad raised an eyebrow and smiled down at her.

"Hmmm…" She grinned. "Maybe later, huh?"

"Maybe."

"If I'm good?"

"See if you can do something completely out of character."

"Alright. I can do that." She grinned at him, then held out her arms to Farfarello as the other girl came in the door. "Help me up."

Farfarello sighed and hauled her to a sitting position.

Brad got up. "Two minutes," he said. "Let's go."

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I had this, and then I lost it, which is why it's taken me this long to continue (especially since nothing else I tried to write to replace it was anywhere near as good). The next thing to do is to find what I wrote to continue this, and then I should be done. In other words, this is the second-to-last chapter. *sigh* I drew a lot more from real life this time than the others - actual words and situations that I'd seen recently. My inspirations are not exactly normal, are they? ^_~