Thread: Bats in Broom Closets

Mickel expected a lot of things to happen as a result of what he said. He of course expected her to be angry and scared that he was back but to soften her heart a little when she heard about how terrified he'd been while trapped in her closet yesterday morning. He expected her to feel sympathetic and forgive him since he apologized and offered to fix the damage. He also expected her to laugh off the transformations as if they'd been a dream or misunderstanding. None of that happened. Not only were her suspicions no longer just suspicions but things she was screaming as facts - which had him glancing nervously at the door, praying nobody was walking by and that anybody who might hear her didn't know English - but she also decided to shove everything he said right back into his face. He knew that if he let himself get angry with her this wasn't going to go well and he wasn't going to get what he wanted - for her to shut her mouth about these ridiculous stories and lies! - but it was difficult to keep himself from shouting back at her. Right. Rash behavior got him into this mess and all it would do was make things messier. Needless to say, she wasn't as attractive to him anymore. Mickel quirked his lips and scowled at her after the deer comment, all at once feeling annoyed by the implications - as if he were just some sort of animal much like the things the vampyrs had said to him last night - and yet wanting to laugh at the cleverness of it. She had some spunk, he'd give her that. When she left him alone, he quietly set the boards leaning against a wall by the door and put his hand on the handle, looking to leave since it seemed she was done talking to him. But again, he found himself frustrated about her treatment of him and the way she refused to take any of the blame for this. He wouldn't have been in that closet if she hadn't scared the Tageslicht out of him and beat him with a broom. Sure... he flew into the house but it was just because he'd been tired and not really thinking clearly like a human anymore. And... he'd been chasing bugs... because they'd been congregating in a tiny swarm around the open window and the light coming from it. It was a tempting and tasty opportunity and he hadn't estimated his swoop right and ended up inside and then forgot how to get back out again. Look, it wasn't his fault! And it wasn't fair for her to keep acting like he'd intended to harm her when none of that happened either! Other than the bruises, which weren't even his fault, she was unharmed! Undankbare Schlampe! With that thought in mind, he turned back around and followed her into the kitchen, some of the umf sizzling out of his thunder to see the cynical look she gave him - oh, right, he was invading again! No! They were having a conversation and they weren't done until he said they were done! Oh, and to top it all off, of course she blamed him for making her lie to everybody! How was that his fault??? He didn't put words in her mouth or tell everybody to come over! It wasn't his fault she didn't know how to be honest with people--!! ...no, wait... After she finished telling him what she'd been telling people he felt a bit disappointed in how unclever she'd been about it - honestly, if she'd wanted to go with a believable lie she should have just called him a Liebhaber. It would have avoided something so complicated and also would have been readily acceptable as well - which, apparently, story or no, was already being accepted as fact by the people here, if the gentleman outside had been any indication. Honestly, he was a sucky liar and even he came up with better shit than she did. At least she wasn't telling people the truth... Okay, being nice and reasonable wasn't working out and he was done fighting his impulses. Every time he tried to apologize or reassure her, she made him shoot himself in the foot and eat his own underpants. Well, enough. He was done with that. She'd get respect when she'd fucking earned it and until then, this was a conversation about a crazy Dame and her fantasies and he had every right to be here. Walking into the kitchen, he opened one of her cabinets and pulled out a plate, giving her a small frown as he blew the dust off of it. You know... you're a very rude. And kinda verrckt. Then he looked over the plates and dishes set out on the counter top and selected some Gekochte Kartoffelkndel and put them on the plate before pulling out a chair opposite her and sitting down. Is okay you don't want to say you are sorry. I understand you have a rough time in our country and you're new and surprised by every thing. He picked the Kndel up with his hand and bit into it, chewing politely before speaking more. I mean what I say about fixing things and if it make you feel better, I pay for new windows too. He shoved the rest of the dumpling into his mouth and dusted his hands off before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his wallet. Chewing happily, he pulled out ten 100 bills and offered them to her. When she wouldn't take them right away, he nonchalantly tossed them onto the counter in front of her. Okay? he asked with an illustrative shrug. New windows so you no more terror other men who think you house is a safe place to sleep off a drunk fist fight. If any body ask where money is from, I teach you some German you can say. Just tell them Meine Zucker Papa gab mir eine Zulage. They will understanding and no more embarrassing questions and silly lies. Trust me. By the way, he said, taking another bite of the remaining Kndel on his plate. I really came back here to make sure you is okay because I know the bruises I saw yesterday. His cool and confident demeanor shifted quickly to one more thoughtful as he rubbed at a crumb left on his plate and looked up at her with a sympathetic shrug. I was a little worried you were in trouble with someone else and I thought I maybe could help. He suddenly smiled, embarrassed and ran a hand through his hair. I do not know what I do to help... And you definitely do not needing help with that pot and throwing arm you have. Then the mocking confidence was back as he pretended to be serious and nodded at her. But, no, your idea about the changing and super-magic powers is definitely good too and not crazy, even though none of that happen.