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Post by Pebble on Nov 6, 2016 2:06:00 GMT
Alula, the poor innocent child, could not handle the struggles Lucifer put her small and young body through. Famished and sleep deprived, Alula had a plan to help herself. That one time she had drank the stuff in the back of the fridge her shoulder hadn't hurt any more, even after Benedict punched her. A soft smile graced her lips at the memory. That was when things were fine and she wasn't bothered. Now, things were terrible. She almost felt the need to tell somebody. But, alas, let's get back to the thread. Alula stumbled to the fridge before opening quietly. Nobody was around, either doing something or napping. So, she was free to anything. Digging around, she found the familiar brown tinted glass container. She still wasn't sure what it was. Whatever it wad, it helped her despite really being bad for her. Hey, maybe it would get rid of her hallucinations. She closed the fridge, popping the lid on the bottle. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted Lucifer and gave him a sideways look. She was done with him, not really giving a crap any more. So, she did a thing she'd learned on the streets from experience. With a tired look on her face and bags under her eyes, she lifted her hand and flipped him off. With her 'f*ck you' deed done, she went to chugging it. Being young and underweight, she wouldn't get halfway done before she was drunk. Yet, the tang of it called to her and she finished it off quickly. Breath smelling slightly of the stuff, she tossed the bottle in the trash can, knowing nobody would probably check it. She was still able to make sense of the world and she knew Lucifer had disappeared but, she couldn't help the feeling of courage in her body, flowing through her in a river. She needed to do something. So, she halfway staggered off to find Benedict.
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Post by Timur on Nov 6, 2016 2:19:25 GMT
Lucifer had been doing his own random thing so he hadn't noticed what Alu had grabbed out of the fridge. When she went over to it he assumed she was getting something to eat, which would be good for her. Maybe he should start encouraging her to eat more. Hm. But before he knew it she was drunk, and he quickly noticed when her footsteps became heavy and she threw the bottle. Oh crap these kinds of things didn't work nearly as well when the other was drunk- oh and there it went. Snapped as if it was a piece of string. Well crap.
Benny in fact had been able to claim the tv to watch some cartoons. Once he had discovered them he had become hooked. Tom and Jerry was quite interesting, it was a miracle they hadn't died yet. Actually they did die in one episode, or at least he was pretty sure they did but it ended up being a dream of sorts. Sam had ended up explaining to him that it was just a cartoon and none of it was real, so they could break some rules and make it so that the characters didn't die. After that it had made sense, and Benny had been as eager as ever to watch them.
He was watching them peacefully until Alu stumbled into the room. Was she ok? She didn't normally stumble like that. "Alu are you ok?" Benny asked, looking away from his cartoon and over to her. He had become quite fond to calling her Alu instead of Alula. He also enjoyed talking to her, but something seemed off about tonight, he just couldn't place his finger on it.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 6, 2016 2:31:40 GMT
Alula's common sense and drunk meter were clashing, a war inside of her body as she out her shoulder to wall and leaned against it, eyes focusing on her current lover. She had confidemce, she was drunk. There was no other way she would have done this anyways, even if she didn't care about the world. She would have been too afraid, too shy. Well. Not tonight. Tonight was her night. A cheesy smile was tugged knto her features as she studied him. "Hmm? Oh, I'm more than okay." She spoke, words not even a little slurred despite her drunkness. She moved so she was sitting on the couch next to him, green eyes staring right into his blue ones. For just a second, they flitted to his lips before back to his eyes. Before he was allowed to say anything, she planted a kiss on him, copying the movement they'd shared before. Her eyes were daring, unafraid. Wild.
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Post by Timur on Nov 6, 2016 3:27:58 GMT
She said she was ok but he wasn't entirely sure she was. Her voice sounded like normal but the manner in which she walked into the room? She was flat out confusing him. She would sit rather close to him, he could smell whatever it was on her breath. His blue eyes would hold a confused and a bit concerned look for her. She held the gaze, breaking it for only a moment before she did what he last expected.
Her lips landed on his again, and this time Dean wasn't there to it. His eyebrows shot up in surprise but his eyes would close to the kiss, wanting to savor every moment of it. Had he known she was drunk and what drunk was he wouldn't of gone with it, but he was too innocent to know. Goosebumps would make their appearance, and he would do something he had seen Sam and Fawn do before, he would bring one arm to attempt to wrap around her and bring his other hand to her hair. That's what you were supposed to do right? He sure hoped so. Poor Benny, he wasn't exactly sure what to do so he was left to mirror other's movements. But dear god it felt so good, he couldn't help but lean into her, trying to get more out of it. This was all very sudden but he wasn't complaining, he very much enjoyed it. Her drunkness would last for at least an hour depending on how many "shots" of beer were in the bottle she had drank. And they would get the most out of their time. Her lips pushing against his, the sheer fact that they were so close to each other, well now he knew why Sam and Fawn liked doing this so much. Next time he saw them he would pay more attention, try and get some more tips from their actions so he could mimic them with Alu. Yeah that sounded good. For now he was left with the drug of her lips, and needless to say he'd become addicted fast no matter how innocent or naive he was.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 6, 2016 3:42:34 GMT
He was going along with it. She couldn't believe it, and yet she could. Sure, it was a cheap thrill but, she loved the thrill. She however didn't need to pay attention. She'd done this before, unfortunately, so she knew what she was doing. Mostly. He pulled her closer and tangled his fingers in her hair, in which goosebumps did rise along her arms, her hairs standing on end. This was what she longed for, what she needed for so long. Now comfortable and moving naturally, her arms would tuck up under his, just resting on his shoulder blades as she gladly moved closer. Her green eyes finally closed in pleasure as she kissed him. It felt so wrong but it felt so right at the same time. Nobody was here to stop them either. However, she had her purpose and she pulled back briefly to rest her forehead against his. Finally, she uttered words she'd never spoken. "I love you." Her voice was lost to her breathless need, her want to kiss him again.
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Post by Timur on Nov 6, 2016 4:28:24 GMT
Was this what love felt like? He was pretty sure it was. If it wasn't than what was it? He just hoped Dean didn't find out about this moment. His cartoons were all but forgotten at this point, he was focused on Alu now. She pulled back and it left him wanting more, left him slightly dazed as his eyes slowly blinked open again. She rested her forehead against his, setting off the butterflies in his stomach. Her words would catch him totally off guard, and his eyes would widen in surprise for a moment. "I..." he said, voice temporarily trailing off as his brain scrambled to find what to say. Oh there it was. "I love you too." he said breathlessly. This felt like it was something out of a dream, it seemed to good to be true. But it was. His hand would untangle from her hair and move down to her back so she was effectively wrapped in a hug, which he would use and try to pull her closer to him so she was pressed up against him. It felt amazing and he wanted more, he wanted her in all honesty. She was drunk on beer, but he was drunk on love. He was glad they were alone, no one to interrupt them or make things awkward. Soon enough Benny would get a feel for the ropes, learn how to do things like this. Then an idea popped into his mind, which again if he knew that she was drunk and what drunk was he wouldn't do, but oh well. "Will you be my girlfriend?" Benedict would ask, turning his head a bit to whisper it into her ear. He was pretty sure he knew what a girlfriend was, and that he said the right words, and if he was right then he sure as hell wanted Alula as his. He just really hoped she said yes.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 6, 2016 4:51:19 GMT
He said it back. That was perfect, to a drunk Alula. Had she not been drunk, she would have been flustered and curled up in a squealing ball. But she wasn't. Sure, she was drunk but, she was calm and seemed to have a grip on reality. He pulled her closer, pressing her against him in which she accepted completely, resting her chin on his shoulder. Her eyes fitted halfway closed for a second. She felt his head tilt a little bit and suddenly his warm breath was against her ear, raising arm and neck hairs at the sudden feeling. It tickled but, she loved the words dancing across it. Her own green eyes widened a bit before she turned her own head to whisper back, a wild smile in her lips. "I thought I was?" That was her way of saying yes. And if that didn't work, well surely her next move would tell him she said yes. She pulled away a bit to kiss him again, glad with the feeling of his lips against hers. This was what she lived for, what she needed. It gave her a rush, a rush that nothing else could give her. It was a rush of love, a passionate one. She didn't plan to stop it either. This was her. She could be his girl and he could be her boy. That's how it worked, that's all that was needed. That's what kept her center of gravity on this earth around. Was him. His general existence.
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Post by Timur on Nov 6, 2016 5:47:02 GMT
Her words confused him at first and it showed on his face for a couple brief moments. Then it hit him. She was saying yes. His heartbeat was now quickened as it had when she first kissed him, and he couldn't help it. But he had to admit it felt good, an asset to all the other things going on. A small, fan-like squeal rose in his throat when the realization hit him, and he did his best to muffle it but wouldn't be surprised if she heard some of it. However her lips crashed into his again, and he happily accepted it. From that moment on she would be his addiction, once that night was over he would be left craving her lips again. For her to be by his side, for her. Right now all he truly feared would be Dean. He was very protective of her and he was sure he wouldn't like their actions tonight, but he couldn't help himself, not when she came right up and kissed him. Maybe he'd regret this later when Dean scolded him, maybe he wouldn't, but one thing was for sure and that was that he was enjoying it. She was enjoying it. That was what mattered in the end, that they were happy and having fun.
Dean, on the other hand, would think a little differently.
He had a show coming on and came to boot Benny out, and what he saw he did not like. Alu and Benny practically sitting on each other, their lips melded together in a public display of affection. Oh hell to the no. "BENEDICT." Dean practically roared, his voice deep and intimidating. The male referenced would suddenly jerk back from Alula only for his eyes to widen in a mix of emotions. A charging Dean was very scary to the young Benedict, and he let out a yelp of fear before fully tearing himself away from Alu and curling into a ball and burying his face in his hands a couch cushion away, awaiting his doom. Just a saying of course. Dean stormed his way to Benny, a look of anger on his face. Dean would then pick Benny up and sit him up straight against the couch, unaware to just what a scare he was putting the child through. "I'm sorry I'm sorry! she just came up and-" he broke off, starting to hyperventilate and not daring to peek out, afraid of what he would see. Dean had that effect on him. Now his heart was racing, and not because of Alu. "You listen here Benedict, and you listen closely." Dean growled. "Alula is my daughter, and you keep your hands and lips off of her do you understand me?" he continued, his voice and glare unwavering. Benedict would begin to vigorously nod, not daring to tell the father that he had asked her to be his girlfriend. "Look at me!" The eldest Winchester ordered, so Benny would do as hesitantly told but it didn't last long. You know how he had a tendency to pass out? Well that's exactly what he would do here, and he went limp against the couch as he did so. Dean was to furious to really care, he knew that Benny passed out a lot and anger was clouding his judgement. He would return to standing, deciding that he couldn't scare Benny off if he was passed out. So he looked over to Alula. "And you stay away from him." he ordered, his glare and bitch face as strong as ever. He did not want his daughter tangled up in the whole dating mess, the tears and sadness it ultimately brought. He would wait for her reaction, not willing to take any crap tonight. Would she be smart or would she be blunt? He'd have to wait about 1.2 seconds to find out.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 6, 2016 6:03:59 GMT
Ah old dad. A roar was sounded and her lover ripped away from her in a fleet of panic. Alu herself scooted back herself, quite calm in this situation. Because... well she was drunk. She watched with an unwavering look as he chewed her 'boyfriend' out. However, he soon passed out. Smart idea. Oh. Did he just? Alula scoffed, grunting slightly at his order. She wasn't some little kid he could boss around! This was the drunk talking but... "Make me." She growled at him, matching his unwavering looks with ones of her own that mimicked his quite well. Her tone and voice was as firm as his aswell, not taking crap any more.
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Post by Timur on Nov 6, 2016 6:25:51 GMT
Oh and that was what she was going with? Dean couldn't help but chuckle. She really thought he couldn't keep the two separate? "Oh sweetheart I will." Dean said, leaning down a bit for intimidation. "If you don't stay away from him I will not hesitate to ground you both to separate rooms. I don't think that little Larkbrat would be too happy with anything that goes on between you two either, and when she finds out she'll keep a close eye on your passed out lover boy over there." he paused a moment. "I know you don't like it but I'm not going to let you get tangled up in relationships just yet, and Benedict is no exception." he paused one more time, going over to pick up Benny. He'd probably appreciate being put in his bed. "Now I'm going to bring Benny Boy to his room, where he will remain alone from you at least until he wakes up. Once he wakes up we'll go from there. Deal?" he said, though it wasn't really a deal. He was unaware that she was drunk as he hadn't smelled the beer on her breath yet. He'd find out sooner or later, the latest time being when she came down with a hangover from all the beer she had consumed. That would be pleasant.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 6, 2016 6:34:42 GMT
Alu was just as bullheaded as he, except silently judging him. Sweetheart? They were going there? She remained silent as he went to put Benedict back to bed. "Like I wouldn't mind being locked away in my room? I'm in there most of the time!" She muttered. She'd show him. She crossed her arms, grumbling unhappily. She bit the inside of her lip, annoyed by the fact Dean thought he could stop her. Boy, apparently he didn't know a Winchester. Look at Sam and Fawn. Boy oh boy did he have it coming. Right after a nap. The beer was starting to wear off and she was feeling drowsy. Nah. No sleep. It didn't exist anyways, not with Luci around. "You're short and bossy!" She finally called after her father, words slightly slurred.
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Post by Timur on Nov 6, 2016 6:44:39 GMT
And that wouldn't stop him from grounding her would it? It'd keep her away from him and that's what he wanted in the end. A good bit of his anger had worn off by now, replaced with a sassy sarcasm more Dean-like attitude. In fact he did know a Winchester, he was one himself. He would chuckle again before starting to leave the room, only to stop momentarily when she spoke again. "You can't really call someone shirt wen you're shorter than them." he said, then continuing on his path to Benedict's bedroom.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 6, 2016 6:49:33 GMT
"I'm still growing; you're not, old man." Alula ended, rolling onto her side. She was really tired for some odd reason. Hopefully he wouldn't mind. Alula slipped into unconciousness, unable to remain awake any longer. She knew what was coming next after this, she had it the last time. But, unknown to her, it would be much worst this time. Poor gal. Didn't know what was coming for her. Migranes, throwing up the whole package! She'd remember this atleas.
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Post by Timur on Nov 6, 2016 16:29:43 GMT
Dean let out an audible snort. Old man? Who did she think she was? It was more of his way of ignoring the insult, deciding to deal with it later. So he went and put Benny in his bed, noticing that his eyes were actually open so it made him look creepy, and made a slightly creeped out face for a moment before walking out of the room. He went back to the area where he had found them snogging, only to find her now asleep. What was this, teenage mood swings? Huh. Well if she wanted to continue this she wouldn't of fallen asleep. A fatherly feeling swept over him and he noticed that there were no blankets nearby, so he would take off his jacket that he usually wore over his flannel and put it on her to act as a blanket. Maybe she wasn't the only one who had mood swings. After that Dean walked out, what he had walked into the living room in the first place to do all but forgotten at this point. It would be remembered later, but later wasn't now.
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