Harpsichord rolled his eyes. This kid could get really annoying when he was crying. he was reminded of why in human life he liked being an only child. Suddenly, flashes of memories appeared in his mind, and he saw himself as a little kid running around with his parents. He felt happy back then, like London was his to control.

He left London after he changed, and he hadn't been back since. He kept telling himself he would go back, but he didn't he could manage it.

"I realized it," he mumbled quietly, still thinking of his past. "Not like it matters anyway. I didn't really expect you to stand up for yourself. You haven't yet."

"Please don't remind of something I'm told constantly. I know you don't care, but I really need to take my medicine." He took out a water bottle and a plastic box full of large pills he quickly swallowed them all and laid his head on Harpsichord's lap-- zoned out from the world.

"Ummm..." Harpsichord sat there, confused as Kalcifer seemed to drift off. He would have loved to shove him off, but he just left him alone. He closed his eyes, and he thought of classical music. He smiled.

After a while, Harpsichord put a hand on Kalcifer's head. he didn't do anything, he just rested his hand on his head. "Mira this... Mira that," Harpsichord mumbled. "The way he goes on about her, you would think they used to date or something like that."

"Weh did." Kalcifer slurred still drugged. "She dumped me hard, heh heh." Kalcifer shifter his body into the fetal postion and shivered. "Your funny." Kalcifer giggled.

Harpsichord sighed, not really caring to hear about Kalcifer's love with the black haired shapeshifter.

"I don't really care for humor," Harpsichord said, "so how can I possibly be funny to you?"

"You ate a big egg." Kalcifer giggled some more. "You don't even know what it does." Kalcifer reached out a tugged on Harpsichord's lip, he let out a growl and Kalcifer giggled again.

Harpsichord stared coldly down at the boy. Was he aware of what he was saying? Because he sound a lot like a little kid right now.

"Well, I'm not dead, so it had to have some signifigance," he said. "Why? Do you know what it does?"

"It does alot of things, protect you, lets you talky to ghosty, and even gives the person that put it in control of your thingy stuff." Kalcifer explained as he pointed to his stomach. His stomach growled as he did this. "I mean I carved the stone! Ha ha!" He then poked Harpsichord's stomach.

Harpsichord hit Kalcifer's hand when he poked his stomach. The boy laughed and continued to poke him.

He now felt a bit of fury. So, he wouldn't die from it after all! Mira was just making her point to get him to swallow the damn thing!

Wonderful. Now that girl could control him. Suddenly, a thought popped into his head.

"So Mira can control me now, I assume?" he asked, just to check his theory.

"Huh? What are we talking about?" Kalcifer slurred, he was now pretending Harpsichord's face was the most intresting thing in the world.

"The egg." Harpsichord said.

"What about it?" Kalcifer replied.

Harpsichord gave up. "Will you stop staring at me like that?" he said. "You look like your falling in love or something."

"I'm sorry! Did I hurt your feelings?" Kalcifer tried to sit up, but failed and hit his head on Harpsichord's knee. "Please don't be mad me!" he said childishly, he then grabbed Harpsichord around the waist and squeezed hard.

"What are you doing?" Harpsichord looked down at him.

Kalcifer was behaving like a little kid, and Harpsichord was beginning to want to take him and go tie him to a tree. But was was he doing to his waist?

"What are you doing?" Harpsichord asked again.

"I'm giving you warm fuzzies, bunny feathers, ya know.. hugs!" Kalcifer tightened his grip and nuzzled his face into Harpsichord's torso. "Mira says I act immature whenever I take my meds. Can you believe it?" He giggled.

Hugs? Harpsichord actually froze for a moment. How could anyone like this? It was tight and awkward and really annoying!

"Well, whatever your doing, stop," he said forcfully. "It's revolting."

For once, Harpsichord was actually on Mira's side with something she had said.

Kalcifer looked up at him, his expression innocent and childish. "Do you have someone to give hugs to?" he asked.

Harpsichord pushed Kalcifer's arms to his sides, though they didn't stay there long. "No," he said. "Romance is perhaps the stupidest thing in the world. I can't stand it."

"Only someone who has never experienced love who say such a thing!" Kalcifer gasped. "Have you ever been kissed?" Kalcifer sat up straight-- he was now sitting on his lap.

"I-" Harpsichord stopped himself, remembering how he kissed Mira not to long ago. But that was merely to silence her. There was no "spark" or however humans described it as. He had no intention to love or be loved. His motives for a descion like that were obvious: he had lost the very people he cherished long ago, and he was a demon.

"No," he lied, not quite sure how convincing it was.

"I'm hungry." Kalcifer said looking around for something to eat.

"Ok! I'll get you something!" Harpsichord said quickly, he was glad Kalcifer changed the subject. He gently pushed him aside so he could get up and headed toward the kitchen, Kalcifer followed.

Harpsichord quickly got to the kitchen. Thenk God that kid couldn't a serious conversation for long.

He looked through the drawers and cabinets, remembering that he had no human food in the house. He was about to scream something when he found a dented can of corn in the back of a cabinet. He grabed it, along with a fork and bowl, and opened the corn. He poured it all in the bowl and handed it to Kalcifer.

"Is Harpy eating?" Kalcifer asked, pulling at his shirt.

Harpsichord eased his fingers off of him. "No. I don't particarly care for human food," he said.

"You're going to have to if you have that egg in you! At least until Mira shows you the stuff things." Kalcifer looked at the corn soaking in its juices. He started fiddling with his fingers, waterbending the corn and making it float in the air. "Corn is gross anyway. You need groceries." Kalcifer blew a raspberry at the floating corn.

Harpsichord watched him play with the corn. There is no way someone was going to make him eat that stuff. He would find away. he was notorious for breaking rules.

"Why should I go buy stuff I refuse to eat?" Harpsichord said. "She can't force me to do anything!"

"She has done it to me for years, you might as well just go with the flow or else it's just going to get harder." Kalcifer eased the corn out the window and let the soil soak it up. "She always has some sort of twist of things-- its usually good." Kalcifer then gave Harpsichord a tired look. "She has a lot of things that shes bottling up that she shouldn't be, your job is to not blow her top off. Ease it off instead."

Harpsichord looked at the boy. "You know... that's the most sense you've made all night."

"Huh?" he slurred.

"Nevermind"

Harpsichord sighed, staring out the window to the dark sky. The full moon hung in the sky, and stars twinkled.

"It's late," he said, though the wall clock only proclaimed it was 8:30 pm. "Maybe we should go to sleep."

Kalcifer shrugged, and followed Harpsichord back to the living room.

Kalcifer headed towards the door he fumbled with the doorknob, he was to drugged to open the door. Harpsichord helped and lead him out onto the porch, Kalcifer abruptly turned around to face Harpsichord. "I know! We could have a sleepover! It would be so fun we could watch movies, play games, eat popco- oh forget the last one."

"No." Harpsichord said boredly.

"Well ok, goodbye and thank you for playing with me your were funny." Kalcifer wrapped his arms around Harpsichord's chest and squeezed. Harpsichord eyes widened as he was attacked by other hug.

He shoved Kalcifer off of him. The kid could make his own way home. When Kalcifer was off his porch, Harpsichord closed the door. He turned to the living room, and remembered Kalcifer never did refix the tea set. He sighed.

Harpsichord went upstairs to his room. He crawled underneath the paper thin cover and let the cold air of the fan blow down relentlessly. It had been a long day, and he just wanted to sleep.

Harpsichord fell into an uneasy sleep.

Kalcifer stumbled down the dirt road. He wondered which house Mirrosa's was. He finally made it down near an abandoned house and passed out in a patch of thorny weeds. He moaned. He curled into the fetal position and shiver into a light slumber, he realized as he layed there he left his pill s over there. 'It doesn't matter.' he thought. 'I'll get them in the morning as long as he doesn't take any.' After that he slowly fell asleep.

p.s. The reason I left Is because my friend had to check his facebook. *rolls eyes* you wouldn't find me in a million years checking facebook.

Harpsichord woke up the next day, and quickly got dressed in a pair of jeans and along sleeved black shirt. He ran his fingers through his hair, not in much of a mood to actually comb it. That's when he remembered the violin. he glanced at a clock. 7:01. He was late.

As Harpsichord came out of his house, he saw Ceille running down the road. He quickly decided to take her along.

"Ceille!" he shouted.

Ceille's POV:

She ran down the road, focusing on each footstep on the asphalt and almost didn't notice someone calling her name. She looked up, and saw Harpsichord standing on his porch. he came out to her.

"I have to go into town," he said, tracing her jawline with a cool finger. "Care to come with me?"

Ceille closed her eyes, shaking the awful memory. Maybe he would be willing to buy her some actual food. Ceille nodded.

"Good." Harpsichord grabbed her hand, lacing his fingers inbetween hers. He then led her down the road, back to the downtown area.

Kalcifer woozily got up, he moaned in pain. Kalcifer cupped his hands and let out a earsplitting whistle that could be heard for miles. He then coughed and laid back on the ground still awake.

Kalcifer turned over in his sleep and started mumbling muffled pleas, his tears streaming down his cheeks.

Ceille saw Kalcifer lying in the yard, and she ran to him and held his head in her hands.

"Kalcifer! Wake up!" she pleaded. "He's after me! I think the demon is after me! You have to protect me, Kalcifer!"

She buried her face in his shirt. "You're the last one I can trust. You're the last human I can trust. The others aren't human, did you know? You have to protect me!"

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