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Fic: A Peek into Cross Marian's Mind 8
Title: A Peek into Cross Marian's Mind
Character: Cross Marian, Allen Walker
Summary: Cross was sure that an evil smirk adorned his face by now. Advancing on the small hapless boy, he finally announced his decision, "Bad sapling needs to be cut down before it can grow!"
Please read & review :)
8. Tutelage/Charge
His useless idiot apprentice was learning. Silently Cross Marian wondered how the snow haired boy could cope up with him. He had tried to invent various incredibly frightening (more like gruesome) exercising menu and tried every tactic in the book. Heck, he even had the boy do a half marathon while dragging Maria's steel coffin. Still, the damn boy was resolute.
Actually, his useless idiot apprentice gave him an unfamiliar sense of satisfaction. Not that he would ever admit it. Why would he ever? That would be a major reputation-kill.
Darn, he ought to create more interesting menu lest the boy got cocky. And he needed to do it pronto! All this thinking made him want to drink more. Speaking of which, when had he finished this bottle? Not a single droplet was left.
"Useless idiot apprentice! Bring me another bottle!" Cross ordered petulantly, knowing the boy could hear him. His apprentice entered his room with a bottle in hand not long after. Cross stared after his apprentice who had quickly scurried away from the room, probably to finish the extra chores Cross had given. At a glance, Allen Walker looked timid, but Cross was not one to be fooled so easily by outward appearance. Even if he dubbed the boy as his useless idiot apprentice, the boy was far from idiot.
He noticed that his useless idiot apprentice was already developing another twisted personality. He didn't mind that the other Allen Walker was shockingly devious and an amazing cheater (this one came as a slight surprise) and a smooth manipulator (after all the boy had an excellent tutor). It helped to get more cash on his wallet, plus it was incredibly hilarious seeing all those men and women fallen prey to his apprentice.
Maybe he should let this little devil develop...
The alcohol must be fogging his mind up. Yeah, that was the only explanation for these ridiculous thoughts. Why should he care how the darn boy decided to be? Allen could choose to be a swindler as a side job for all he cared.
Heh, that would be a blast.
Cross wobbled to the only bed in the simple room (he needed to save money—his apprentice could sleep on the floor for now since there was no stable here) before he welcomed the blackness of passing out.
A rough shake followed by a tired whine of "Wake up, Master," disturbed his thoughts. His useless idiot apprentice was looking sourly at him now. "I've finished today's work. Can I go to sleep now?" True, the boy looked worn out and Cross even noticed the black rings under his eyes. Looking out the window confirmed that it was the wee hour in the morning. It would be wise to let the child rest.
But not so fast there, he wanted to give his useless idiot apprentice just a little more push...
"Get your dirty hands off me, useless idiot apprentice." Allen immediately withdrew his hands as if electrocuted. "What a nerve you have, touching my coat with dirt smeared hands. I just had this washed—"
The last sentence seemed to have struck a chord with his apprentice. "I know!" his useless idiot apprentice cut off. "Who did you think wash the damn coat and do all of the work here? All you do was lazing around making more debts!" he was near shouting in the end of the sentence, chest heaving with the exertion.
Cross sighed to himself, he didn't have the time nor the will to listen to this. Cross pulled out a stone hammer from his coat's secret inner pocket. His apprentice turned eerily quiet when he saw the gesture.
"Useless idiot apprentice, I've decided." he drawled out.
Allen was slowly inching away from the man before him in fear. "Y-yes?"
Cross was sure that an evil smirk adorned his face by now. Advancing on the small hapless boy, he finally announced his decision, "Bad sapling needs to be cut down before it can grow!"
By now, his useless idiot apprentice's face had turned blue out of fear. "Ma-Master? What are y—"
And the oncoming impact of the stone hammer would become Allen's last memory of the day (and many, many more days after).
Thus end chapter 8. Please tell me if you find any mistake.
Character: Cross Marian, Allen Walker
Summary: Cross was sure that an evil smirk adorned his face by now. Advancing on the small hapless boy, he finally announced his decision, "Bad sapling needs to be cut down before it can grow!"
Please read & review :)
8. Tutelage/Charge
His useless idiot apprentice was learning. Silently Cross Marian wondered how the snow haired boy could cope up with him. He had tried to invent various incredibly frightening (more like gruesome) exercising menu and tried every tactic in the book. Heck, he even had the boy do a half marathon while dragging Maria's steel coffin. Still, the damn boy was resolute.
Actually, his useless idiot apprentice gave him an unfamiliar sense of satisfaction. Not that he would ever admit it. Why would he ever? That would be a major reputation-kill.
Darn, he ought to create more interesting menu lest the boy got cocky. And he needed to do it pronto! All this thinking made him want to drink more. Speaking of which, when had he finished this bottle? Not a single droplet was left.
"Useless idiot apprentice! Bring me another bottle!" Cross ordered petulantly, knowing the boy could hear him. His apprentice entered his room with a bottle in hand not long after. Cross stared after his apprentice who had quickly scurried away from the room, probably to finish the extra chores Cross had given. At a glance, Allen Walker looked timid, but Cross was not one to be fooled so easily by outward appearance. Even if he dubbed the boy as his useless idiot apprentice, the boy was far from idiot.
He noticed that his useless idiot apprentice was already developing another twisted personality. He didn't mind that the other Allen Walker was shockingly devious and an amazing cheater (this one came as a slight surprise) and a smooth manipulator (after all the boy had an excellent tutor). It helped to get more cash on his wallet, plus it was incredibly hilarious seeing all those men and women fallen prey to his apprentice.
Maybe he should let this little devil develop...
The alcohol must be fogging his mind up. Yeah, that was the only explanation for these ridiculous thoughts. Why should he care how the darn boy decided to be? Allen could choose to be a swindler as a side job for all he cared.
Heh, that would be a blast.
Cross wobbled to the only bed in the simple room (he needed to save money—his apprentice could sleep on the floor for now since there was no stable here) before he welcomed the blackness of passing out.
A rough shake followed by a tired whine of "Wake up, Master," disturbed his thoughts. His useless idiot apprentice was looking sourly at him now. "I've finished today's work. Can I go to sleep now?" True, the boy looked worn out and Cross even noticed the black rings under his eyes. Looking out the window confirmed that it was the wee hour in the morning. It would be wise to let the child rest.
But not so fast there, he wanted to give his useless idiot apprentice just a little more push...
"Get your dirty hands off me, useless idiot apprentice." Allen immediately withdrew his hands as if electrocuted. "What a nerve you have, touching my coat with dirt smeared hands. I just had this washed—"
The last sentence seemed to have struck a chord with his apprentice. "I know!" his useless idiot apprentice cut off. "Who did you think wash the damn coat and do all of the work here? All you do was lazing around making more debts!" he was near shouting in the end of the sentence, chest heaving with the exertion.
Cross sighed to himself, he didn't have the time nor the will to listen to this. Cross pulled out a stone hammer from his coat's secret inner pocket. His apprentice turned eerily quiet when he saw the gesture.
"Useless idiot apprentice, I've decided." he drawled out.
Allen was slowly inching away from the man before him in fear. "Y-yes?"
Cross was sure that an evil smirk adorned his face by now. Advancing on the small hapless boy, he finally announced his decision, "Bad sapling needs to be cut down before it can grow!"
By now, his useless idiot apprentice's face had turned blue out of fear. "Ma-Master? What are y—"
And the oncoming impact of the stone hammer would become Allen's last memory of the day (and many, many more days after).
Thus end chapter 8. Please tell me if you find any mistake.
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