John Egbert and Cronus Ampora
It's been years now, since the failed invasion of the planet they found. Despite the planet's most advanced creature being physically weak against them and they have absolutely no physic powers, they fought valiantly and continually. These creatures are called humans and their planet is Earth.Their determination and perseverance got them through the raging war created by the invaders. Who's made up of the most violent and terrifying beings known throughout the galaxy as Trolls. The Trolls had strange and dangerous weapons that could take out humans by the millions. Yet, they did not relent nor back down. They managed to scrap out a victory with the help of the lowest of bloods, who sympathized with humans and wished for a home they can live freely in.
The Empress signed the peace treaty and agreed to leave a colony of her kind on the planet for integration purposes. She did not like lose to such lowly creatures but, they had something that her kind did not....blind trust and kindness. Trolls did not have families or trust unless they were in quadrants. Being close and friendly or even feeling guilty was not approved of and looked down on as weakness. Their coldness and cruel nature were their down fall.
Now, an new breed of Troll occupied Earth. Some of the old generation had died off, making room for change.
"John. John. Hey, John."
This had been the repeating chant he heard as it got louder and constant. The young man tried to ignore his unwanted companion to the best of his abilities but to no a vale. They continued to walk behind him even as he picked up the pace; keeping up with him.
"John, John. Come on noww, angel fish. Can't keep this fish wwait'n noww can you?"
He sighed as he turned a round. The air is fresh and the leaves crisp. Fall is here and the streets are quiet. The young man, John, wore a sweater with a button up underneath. His face with round and cheeks red with annoyance. Messy gelled hair and black rimmed glasses. Big blue eyes and thick eye lashes. Pouty lips and pale skin. The other was at least a few inches taller, most people human and other wise were. Grey skin and violet eyes. A candy stick in his mouth that grins with shark teeth. Fins on the side of his face and horns. They had the shape that gives one the impression of waves. Donning a black leather jacket and white tank top with tight black pants with a black belt and boots.
With one hand in the form of a gun; thump up and index finger out. The grey skinned man looks the smaller and younger one in the eyes.
"Hello, Angel fish. Finally got your attention, huh? WWhale, I wwas wwonderfin if you wwanna hang out Saturday? I mean...I KNOWW you don't got a thing to do and wwhy wwaste an evvening alone, let a lone a day? WWhat do ya say? WWant to spend some quality time wwith a great guy like me?"
John stares blankly at him and raises his hand up solemnly. Without missing a beat, he wastes no time flipping the other man off in a fit of Passive- Aggressive anger.
"Fxck off!", His voice trying to convey his irritation to the best of his abilities. In a low and dark manner with a hurricane of coldness.
Just at that moment a strong gust of wind blew in the grey mans face as he takes on a poker expression. After a pause, he turns a way and pouts while digging his hands in his pockets with his shoulders raised. He grumbles to himself in a huff.
"Fine! I'll just kick rocks all day.....It's no fair.....didn't even give me a chance! Knowwn each other for a couple o' years.....he's still kinda cute though....humph!"
He began to sort of stomp a way in defeat. Tiny tears in his creep eyes (HEY!) I mean "Cool" eyes. John watches him walk a way and then sigh, lowering his head at the same time. Then snapping it up while maintaining the blank expression.
"Cronus.....come back. I'll go....hang out with you or whatever."
Cronus immediately runs back up to John and grabs his hand together with his own. Stars in his eyes and his face with the expression of glee. He leans in way to close and John leans back with an unimpressed expression.
"Reelly? You mean it? I kneww you'd change your mind! Couldn't stay wway!", he said excitedly.
John hushed him by placing a finger to Cronus's lips.
"Okay, I need you to clam down and please don't shout in my face."
Giving him enough time, John slowly withdrawn his hand.
"Now, where will we be? When do I need to be there and what do I need to wear?"
During the whole excursion, Cronus hadn't released John's still captured hand and will not comment on it mostly because he doesn't want to let go. He smiles softly and says with a steady voice.
"Fist things first, nothing fancy. I mean....unfortunately swweetheart, can't let you sea me in a suit just yet. But...just...something a little casual is fine."
"Alright, then. Now, the where to?"
"Couple of places in mind. So, I'll pick you up!"
"Not the bike."
"WWhy? Thought you liked the bike?"
"The bike is cool, but not for.....*Fake cough* "
John looks a way with a pout and a little flustered. Cronus stares at him with his own cheeks warming, looking a little surprised with his mouth open. He tries to clear his throat and shifts nervously. John bites his lips and makes a strained sound.
"Not for.....um....f-for....every day! Yeah...uh....I can't ride that thing all the time! It's bad for....* Another fake cough* "
He whispers softly.
"My Heart....yeah that...."
The silence was starting to be awkward and Cronus didn't like that. So he tried to change topic.
"So...I'll pick you up at eight? Or...."
"Eight is fine....."
Great, I'll just...."
Cronus really didn't want to let go of John's hands, but he had to go get ready. Saturday is two days a way, be he needs to go get prepared. But it seems like John didn't want to either. He leaned forward and lay his head on Cronus's chest, barely able to reach it with the height difference. Even then John refuses to look him in the eye again. They stood comfortably like that for a few minutes.
Sometime later, they broke a part without a word and walked a way from each other.
Saturday rolls in quickly and John waits for Cronus to knock on his door.
Cronus frantically gets ready. He woke up so anxious to the point where he jumps out of bed and falls on his face. He gets gets fast and rummaged through his closet for something to where. Tossing clothes on the floor and deciding on a pair of pants and while he runs to the bath room to brush his teeth, he tries to put the pants on at the same time. Running back to his room with a tooth brush in his mouth and zipping up his pants. He puts on a button up shirt half way and throws on a scarf. Placing the tooth brush back in the bathroom, he goes down stairs to get his boots on and his car keys. Not forgetting to take a load of cash in his wallet and take his wallet. Hey, he's an aristocrats brat!
Getting in his luxurious and shinny black car, he drives off to his friends house. Again rich bxtch.
While driving to John's home. He thinks about him.
It was a social gathering for the rich and famous when they first met. He had been near the food bar with a drink his hand and two boring business associates of his father. Humans that didn't bother talking to him. He was kind of bored but he kept the pleasant smile on his face anyway, in case a fine young lady needed some cheery company.
But no such luck, even if there was one, they'd pass on his offer and go with someone else. Kind of hurts the ego, but oh well.
He saw him on the other side of the room. He wore a servers uniform and held a plate of small chocolate cakes. He smiled brightly and Cronus immediately felt an arrow to his heart. The world stopped at so did his heart. Literally, he collapsed. They sent him to the hospital and he went into a coma for a few days.
When his coma was over, he opened his eyes and was greeted by an angel with a halo of light behind them; their face above his.
".....You're a wake. I should tell Eridan to wake up too...."
They had gotten up but Cronus grabbed their wrist to stop them. They look back at him and he took in his surroundings. Curtain pulled forward to cover the door way and a sleeping brother on a chair. His attention back on the angel.
"Could I.....just speak to you alone? Don't wwant to wwake him up yet. Probubbly wworried sick and needs to sleep."
"That's how he usually is.", they offered a faint smile.
He returned it with a smile of his own. He lets go of their wrist and they sit back down. It was quiet.
"So....howw do you knoww my brother?"
"Whale....we met in my aunts collage. My aunt brought me to her collage dorm. She needed to get something and left me in front of the building. Then I heard a scuffle and he tried to fight a guy that looks like he did track. I watched thinking it was a fair fight and didn't want to do anything offensive. Still trying to figure the whole quadrant stuff out. But, after the fight, the guy thought it was a good idea to insult him one last time. The insults the guy had been making were really specist and it was hard to bite my tongue on things I don't know aboat, but....his insult was directed at my aunt and that pxssed me off. So I marched up to the guy and beat the crxp out of him. Eridan looked confused but just let me because he was angry too. Then I said clearly, to NEVER insult my aunt again or I will pull out all of his teeth and shove them down his darn throat. Then my aunt found me as the guy ran off. She looked at Eridan and blah blah blah we are friends."
"He he. Good to knoww. He's probubbly told you this but, I'm Cronus. You are, angel fish?"
"John, nice to meet you and angel fish?"
"First thing to pop up in my head wwhen I saww you."
He grinned wholeheartedly. John smiling wider in return.
"Howw old are you kid?"
Cronus parked the car in the drive way and walked up to the front door. He knocked twice. Then he waited with his back turned so he could put a candy stick in his mouth like cigarette. The door opened and he turned a round with a big smile on his face. But it quickly fell into a look of shock as his candy fell out of his mouth and a giant blush on his face. John smirked with his hands in his pockets. He wore a leather jacket and black pants. He had a white long sleeve shirt and sneakers.
"I know what you're thinking and I must say..."
He walks up to him until he stood in close proximity to each other. Looking him up and down as Cronus's face remains the same. Still shocked. Taking one hand and reaching into one of Cronus's pockets and pulling out the candy sticks that Cronus likes and put one in his mouth.
"You suck at being a greaser. So step a side and let me show you how it's done."
John continued to speak as he moved to the car. Then he looked behind him smugly.
"Get in the car, no time to waste. Hipster, I swear. You and your brother have no taste."
As they drive down to their first destination, John shifts to the side to watch Cronus drive. Who, by the way, stayed quiet out of nervousness. But John broke the silence when he spoke again.
"I know I shouldn't distract the drive but...."
Just as Cronus stopped at the intersection, John leaned up to him and whispered in his ear.
"Greasers don't care about the rules, now do they? You should be taking notes."
Cronus found it humerus, what John had said and laughed as he started to drive again.
"Do you evven knoww wwhat a greaser is?"
"Yeah, I fix and clean my car all the time and don't have time for anyone else."
"Do you evven knoww anything about maintaining a car at all?"
"No, but you can teach me. Like....how many times do I twist the wrench until it tightens?"
Cronus did a dry spit take and swerved the car in shock. He then stopped the car on the side to calm down. The boy next to him will kill him if his driving doesn't. He turns his head to face John with a flustered expression. John just stares at him innocently and confused.
"What? Are you okay? Do you need me to drive?"
"No....no, I don't. I....just.....*Cough cough* Need to lowwer my blood pressure. That's all....Ha ha...."
John tries to give his best greaser impression to Cronus, only making him laugh. John pouts and mumbles to him self with his arm crossed.
"Cheer up Angel Fish, not every one can be as great as me. But....you could try being wwith me."
He glances at him without looking directly at him. They seem unresponsive as they walk a round the museum.
"I'll....think about it."
He said softly without turning to him. He tighten his arms a round himself. Cronus made a small smile and walked a little closer.
They sit in front of each other at a small bakery. There was coffee and sweets. But, John ordered some bubble milk tea and coffee cake. Cronus had plain milk and a croissant. There was light music in the back as they stared at each other.
"Howw's the....uh....havving fun?"
John looked a way.
"It's okay......no really the best, but I didn't expect much from you anyway."
"Gee Angel Fish, you're harsh. Breaking my heart like that."
He forced a laugh out and smiled nervously. John didn't look at him still.
"Sorry.....you make me nervous....I like your smile. It's attractive."
Cronus coughed up his drink, making it spill all over himself. He was mortified. John stood up as he did and tried to help only to knock the tea on Cronus. He looked John in the eyes. John's face heated up quickly and he glared at him.
Cronus merely looked confused. If he was sorry why was he glaring at him? He started to sweat.
"Sir, please move so I may clean this up."
A waitress ushered him to a bathroom and later, he and John apologized for the mess. They both paid for it and left.
The next time they met up, they made a wager. Cronus must dress as a girl would. You see, John always heard comments on how he looks like a doll and sometimes on Halloween, he is. Scares the heck out of every one that picks him up and hugs him and he starts moving.
John wore a blue dress that goes down to his knees and no back. The straps go a round his neck, connecting. He heard knocking and went to the door, opening it.
Said man did a pose with his hands on his hips. He wore a green skirt that ties on the side and a tank top that covers the chest and goes down to his waist line. He grinned confidently.
John paused before laughing as hard as he could, doubling over and Cronus took on the expression of humiliation and embarrassment.