Hallows: Pretty Snakes & Devils

Smug And Perfect

Kayzo & Bad Omens- Suffocate

B.B.

Percy has been home for a while now. I walk him every morning after my run and I want to ride him, but he's not ready. He has, however, been sniffing around Sundae Morning.

"She's really pretty, isn't she?" I ask him as I brush him. He grumbles and turns away. I look back at her to see her looking at us. "He's just a big grump, Sundae. Don't take it personally, Cutie Pie,"

"Who are you talking to?" Dylan comes into the barn and goes straight for Sundae. She welcomes him happily.

"Percy is being a rude boy," I glare at him.

He neighs bobbing his head up and down. The only one that is allowed on his back is Timothy. They're best friends. The little cheese puff is sleeping in his hay. Percy still hates Christmas Coal. She waits for Tim outside the barn patiently. My asshole horse has tossed her out of his stall a few times. I may or may not have used my powers to keep her from losing her tail.

"That fluffy black cat is back," Dylan says pointing at the entrance.

"She's never left. Tim's taken her into the house. She'd probably be pregnant already if she weren't fixed," I toss the brush into Percy's toy box and shut the stable properly. I once left it open and he kicked one of the field workers when they tried to bring him back.

"I'm glad she is. The last thing we need is more of these things," he glares at Coal.

"What's going on, Sir?" I ask.

"Nothing. Carson told us you declared Tuesdays your day off and I have the day off today so I came to see what you were up to," he pats Sundae's head.

"What an asshole. Just cause I didn't want to spend my day watching him yell at people," I laugh. "Would you be interested in going to Rome with me?"

"Umm," he grins.

"I'm meeting up with one of the reapers I met. She said the area around her stone isn't flourishing anymore. Since my mom is in town. Espinosa is coming with so we can check it out,"

"In Rome? As in Rome Italy?" he asks.

"Yes," I laugh at his expression.

"Yes, I am down,"

"Cool, I'm going to get ready. It's cold where we're going you might want to change. Meet you in the library in an hour," I say as we make our way back to the main house, I spot the Maserati parked in the driveway as soon as we round the garden.

"Jimenez is home," Dylan says. "Two hours?"

"We'll take him with us if he's down," I shrug.

"I'll be back later, B," he unlocks his new Corvette.

"Sure," I nod admiring the shiny red paint. This thing is super cute.

Ro and Ahsan are in a heated argument in the family when I get inside.

"Hey," I greet them. Ahsan steps away from Ro without looking at me. Ro lets out a heavy sigh before turning his attention to me.

"Hola, Bonita," his lips pull up a little but it's just out of courtesy. He's clearly upset.

"What's going on, guys?" I ask slipping out of my dirty riding boots. James comes out of nowhere with my slides and takes my filthy boots.

"It's kind of personal," Ahsan clears his throat.

Something happened between the two of them. Something they don't want me to know. They've been trying to hide from the moment we all gathered the night after I got back. I figured they would tell me eventually but it kind of feels like it's starting to get to everyone. Their mood just gets to us. These two are usually the ones instigating the rest of us and as of late, they just kind of sit there mad at each other.

"Okay," I put my hands on my hips. "We're going to need to talk this through. There's room for only one sad girl between the seven of us and it's mostly because I literally bring death to everyone and everything around me. So, you guys either tell me what the f**k is going on with you or I inflict the maximum form of punishment in our contract. So, what's it going to be? You tell me now and we fix this or I call Carson and Victor over and we hash this out in the box? I got new silk ribbons and the ice machine is ready to go,"

"Why do you want to get in the middle of this?" Ahsan growls at me.

"Because you're f*****g up the vibe every time we're all together. If this is about something stupid like the two of you hiding that you're f*****g. Stop because I can literally feel intense emotions between all of us. If you guys can feel when I'm with the others I can feel when you guys are with the others,"

The two of them stand there with their mouths slightly parted. Yes, I know they've been physical and that they've been feeding off one another. Ro f***s Ahsan up pretty badly and Ahsan lets him. He feeds off Ro's rage and tyranny. The rest of us feel the amount of strength they gather. It's a little terrifying. It really gets me going when it's happening but I've been giving them room to figure out what it is they have going on here.

"You-" Ro almost chokes.

"Yeah, we all know," I nod. "It's kind of obvious," I go over to the armchair to sit down. "Let's talk,"

Ro lets out a heavy sigh. The kind of sigh that says he's just dropped a huge load off and falls into the love seat to my right. Ahsan doesn't sit down but he does seem a little relieved to find that I already know.

"You told us not to tell you if other s**t happened," Ahsan crosses his arms over his chest.

"Right, and you didn't. I appreciate that," I get up and sit next to Rodrigo.

He pulls me enough to tuck me into his side while I tap the spot next to me so Ahsan can sit down next to me. He groans but does as I ask anyway. I sit back and look between the two of them.

I'm not exactly too excited about the two of them doing what they are but they weren't exactly happy about me f*****g the six of them when we all started this. The last thing I want is for them to feel guilty about this. I get it. The draw I feel with them. How I gravitate to each of them. How we all fit so f*****g perfectly together.

"B-" Ahsan leans forward dropping his head into his hands. "I don't even know how to apologize,"

"Apologize?" I ask. "What would you be apologizing for, silly?"

"I-" he lifts his head up a little and leans lower a bit to rest his elbows on his thighs. "I tried so hard not to touch your bird. I mean-"

"Hey," I take his hand. He looks up at me. "There is nothing you need to apologize for. Ro is insanely hot," I point at him. Cocky f**k just smirks, pleased with himself as usual. "I mean he is a whole lot of crazy, a whole lot of gangster, and a whole lot of sexy. You resisted a lot longer than I did. I didn't even hesitate," they both laugh. "I get it,"

"Yeah, but we belong to you. The six of us are yours,"

"True," I agree. "You do belong to me but we all know that it's more than that. You two have been circling each other for a while now. You vibe the same way we vibe. It's inevitable. So, why don't you guys tell me what the problem is," I slide over to sit on Ro's lap so he can get closer. "And then I'd like to invite you two on a trip if you're not otherwise occupied,"

"Grim is a really big f*****g problem for me," Ahsan sits back a little less stressed. He adjusts his jeans and lets his legs fall open. I don't miss the way Ro checks him out and I almost want to laugh because I just did the same thing.

"He's my reaper," Ro sighs and pushes my hair off my shoulder so he can look at me better.

"What is Grim doing that's bothering you?" I ask.

"He's always f*****g there, cockblocking and talking s**t," Ahsan doesn't turn to look at Ro.

"Lovie, why don't you tell Grim to leave Ahsan alone?" I ask Ro. He rolls his eyes.

"The last time I got between the two of them, I got stabbed," he shrugs. "I'm not doing that s**t again. Let him fight his own battles,"

"Rodrigo, this is different," I shake my head. "If he attacks Grim, it'll be to the death. Ahsan is stronger than he is. He doesn't have a stone like you do so that means he's a combined part of Carson and me. It's why his heat element is as advanced as it is,"

"It's just hot air," Ro rolls his eyes. "Look, it's not just Grim with the problem. Ahsan likes to stick his nose where he shouldn't. I'm not defending Grim-"

"Except you are," Ahsan growls and stands up. "You're not going to like when I use my hot air to burn his f*****g face off,"

"You're not going to f*****g do that," Ro shakes his head without so much as raising his voice. He's calm but Ahsan is fuming. He's almost ready to go nuclear. Ro really doesn't care that Ahsan is fighting with Grim. I think he's enjoying it.

"Okay, Cupcake," I get up taking Ahsan's hands in mine. His eyes are trained on the careless bird behind me. Ro is a lot like Lucien in situations like this. Since he's not the one with the problem he can really care less what anyone else feels. "Tell me what happened. Why are you acting like Ro is flirting with Grim or something?" I look back at Ro skeptically. "He's not right?"

"No," Ro rolls his eyes again and stands up. Now I'm standing between my two caramel-colored boyfriends.

"San?"

"He's not but Grim is,"

"Ro?" I don't like that.

"He's hinted at getting a taste but I always decline," Ro answers. I turn around glaring at him.

"Why the f**k haven't you told me that?" I demand. "He's propositioned you to s*x and you just brush it off as what? A joke?"

"Basically," he nods. I grip the front of his jacket and pull him into me so we're less than an inch apart.

"Not so nonchalant now, hmm?" Ahsan says and even sounds happy about me getting upset.

"You belong to us," I remind him.

"I am well aware, Hermosa. If you don't want me to bend you over and f**k you until all you can think about is my d**k, I suggest you let me go," he grins showing me the pretty jewels that make up his new grill. I lean a little closer so my lips are brushing up against his. His body trembles when Remy strokes a single boney finger down his back.

"Apologize to Ahsan, right now. And when you go back to your father's house you are going to tell Grim that I said if he ever so much as looks at how great your ass looks in these slacks, I will break him in f*****g half and send him straight to Chance with the words TRIED TO f**k MY CROW carved into his very existence. Do you understand me, Lovie?"

"I do," he nods nervously.

"Great," I release him and Remy disappears. He straightens up fixing his nice silk button up and turns to Ahsan.

"I'm sorry," he says and it sounds sincere.

"And," I encourage.

"And it's not going to happen again," he adds. "I promise,"

"Perfect," I turn around a look up at Ahsan. His eyes meet mine and he looks just as smug as Ro did when he was sitting a few moments ago. "Better?"

"Slightly. I'd like to see the results,"

"You're going to have to wait a couple of months. Lu wants us to help Carson out a bit. He has a lot on his plate with the bikers. Delilah was supposed to fix it but she didn't have time and they all hate Vic since he was f*****g the President's girl a couple of years ago,"

"Really?" I sit down. The two of them look down at me with matching smirks. "Let's put a pin in that. I want to talk about the two of you,"

"What do you want to talk about?" Ro grins. Ahsan looks away, his face flushed with embarrassment.

"I can't say I'm not a little jealous," I tap either side of me and they both immediately sit down. "I just want to know what you're thinking. What you're expecting. I want to know how you got here. I already know how it started but you guys swore it wouldn't go past the familiar thing,"

"It wouldn't have if Grim wasn't trying to get into his pants," Ahsan admits. "The first time I saw him do it-"

"What did you see him do?" I ask.

"He reached for him the way you reach for us. To taste, not to feed just a light pull of his essence. Rodrigo pulled away and told him not to be doing that, but he didn't say in a way that indicated he meant it,"

"What? I told him to f**k off," Ro shakes his head.

"You were f*****g smiling," Ahsan sneers at him.

"Because if B.B. had been there she would have repainted the walls red," he laughs. "He knows that. I don't know what he was trying to pull,"

"Anyway, we ended up fighting," Ahsan admits. I look between them because the last time a devil and crow fought it was Victor and Carson. A lot of people died on that beach. "Some of Grim's studio people died along with some fans and even some of Papa's men,"

"You guys," I give their hand a squeeze. "Then what happened?"

"Then we f****d," Ro sighs. "We were both heavily wounded but it was more than that. The others know because Grim cut me with his scythe trying to kill San. Lucien had to come to help me and it was kind of hard to hide the claim,"

"When did this happen?" I stand up and turn around to face them.

"About three weeks into the summer," Ahsan shrugs.

I pinch the bridge of my nose. We are all going to have words about this. All of us. I don't like when they collectively plot to hide s**t from me. They're really f*****g good at it.

"Show me," I demand.

Ro sighs and stands up. He pulls his dress shirt out of his slack and lifts it enough to reveal his belly button where there's a thick scar just above it. It's about seven to eight inches long. Rage floods my entire body.

"B.B.," Ahsan reaches out to grab my shoulder at the same time I reach to grab Ro's hand. The three of us rematerialize in front of Grim's mansion.

"Bonita-" Ro tries to stop me from kicking the doors open.

"Que chingado-" Grim and Papa Jimenez come out from the library to the left side of the house.

"You cut my crow?" I growl. The blood drains from his face. "You're trying to f**k him?"

"B.B.," he raises his hands. "It's not like that,"

"Then tell me what it's really like," I growl stepping into his area. The windows begin to vibrate with the anger coming from Remy.

"There's a lot of rage in him,"

"I know," I take another step.

"It's very tempting," he adds. Remy steps out of the darkness behind him. Grim nearly jumps two feet in the air when her hand lands on his shoulder. He even lets out a girly scream.

"If you ever touch him again I will rip your f*****g d**k out and make you choke on it in front of my guys and as you lay there bleeding and dickless. We're going to f**k to the sound of your cries," I growl pulling him down to me. "You owe me flesh,"

"Esta bien," he nods without question.

"Not right now," I step back letting him go. Remy growls at me when I send her away. "I have s**t to do. People to kill. I will come back. I might call or I might just jump in," I give him my back, turning to face Ro and Ahsan. "Apologize to both of them, right now,"

Ahsan crosses his arms over his chest. Ro is tucking his shirt away with a massive grin on his face. Papa Jimenez is standing by the exit trying really hard not to laugh.

"I apologize, Rodrigo. Ahsan," Grim lifts his eyes a little but lowers his gaze when he looks at me.

"You owe them each a favor. Whatever the f**k they want. Do you understand?"

"Yes," he nods.

"Are we good?" I ask them both. They both nod. "Papa, it's so good to see you,"

"Likewise, Bonita. I see your training went well," he smiles. "I like the screaming in the shadows. That's creepy. How do you feel? Todo bien?"

"Si. Me siento mucho mejor. Gracias," I bow.

"Even your Spanish is improving," he smirks.

"I would love to stay and catch up but I have things to do. We'll see you soon though,"

"Esta bien," he nods and comes over to give me a hug and kisses the top of my head. "Rodrigo,"

"Papa," he gives him an awkward nod. His dad laughs and turns his attention to Ahsan.

"Cobrones. A la chingada. Andelen," he growls at us. I take one of their hands in mine and we head home.

"That just happened," Ahsan laughs as he straightens himself up when he landed on the stairs.

"f**k," Ro looks up at me. The vase Ahsan brought me on Monday is broken on the floor. "My bad,"

"Boys," James growls at him and starts to clean it up.

"This wasn't even-" Ro points at me.

"You all need to learn how to land properly. It's the least you can do after having the honor of being teleported by Merciful Death herself," he cuts him off before holding up some pieces. His expression softens. "Forgive me, Miss B.B. Master Ahsan. I will have these replaced immediately,"

"Thank you, James," I nod. He bows and excuses himself. I glare at Ro. "You made James upset,"

"I ma- oh you're not pinning this on me. This was all you," he shakes his head. I roll my eyes at him because this entire situation is his fault.

"Do either of you have anything to do today?"

"No," both of them say at the same time as they follow behind me to my room.

"Great. You should get changed. We're going to Rome. Someone get Vic's Rover out. There will be six of us,"