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Temperance - A Child's Cry Part 5
A FEW DAYS LATER
The hours of the night passed quickly and the first rays of the morning light began to show through the window. The warm light on his face made Loki open his eyes slowly. He had found peace in his sleep, which was not something he could usually find when awake. Sif’s words from the prior night still haunted him. He wondered how much this man Gallan knew of his niece. Not much, it would seem since he had not come for her, and Sif insisted she was the only one that knew Caedra was even related to this man. But Loki could never be careful enough. His bargain with Sif could be easily broken by either person. Even so, Loki couldn’t say he was completely ungrateful that she was giving him something of a chance to keep Caedra.
He glanced down and smiled. Caedra lay curled up against his chest, her hair a tangled mess in her face. She breathed steadily and (more importantly) peacefully. Over the past week she’d had a few more night
My Own Worst Enemy: Chap. 4 AlfredxReaderxLudwig
It was the first night that (F/N) had slept more than two hours before she needed to wake for work. Two weeks had passed since she had moved in with Ludwig and she was readjusting to life with the sweet, yet stern German. She awoke to the sound of her alarm blaring and flicked the alarm setting to off with her index finger. When she moved that's when she noticed something was holding onto her waist and preventing her from moving to her full extent without leaving the warm heaven that was the bed. (F/N) was a bit alarmed at the fact someone was in bed with her, she could hardly imagine bringing anyone home last night (for she had dragged Ludwig to a club with her for the hell of it.) That was when her eyes found the blonde hair and her heart skipped a beat.
Had she done something that she would regret with her best friend? She shook her head and laughed to herself, even she wasn't that careless when she was drunk or was she? (F/N) shook Ludwig slightly as he s
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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