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Our Lady of Fandom; Saturday [ 02/17 ]
One second, she was there, the next, gone. Chrono'd been in a flurry of confusion ever since he woke up early that morning to wide blue eyes peeking over the side of the bed. She was poking at him, with a stick, cheeks flushed from trying not to giggle. When he finally woke up, she proclaimed, "Oh, good. You're not dead. C'mon, sleepyhead, it's time to play."
Of course he recognized the young Rosette. She wasn't much older when they first met, really. But that didn't mean he expected it.
And, apparantly, playing meant wrecking havoc all over the church. Even worse than the first day with the baptismal font fiasco. He ended up having to chase her around so that she didn't knock over the incense burners in the Buddhist shrine, or try to fit into the tabernacle, or climb up the banners....and, despite Chrono's best efforts, the little whirlwind of energy and curiousity that eight-year-old Rosette was had turned the church upside down single-handledly in the span of an hour. As if eighteen-year-old Rosette wasn't enough! He was getting too old for this kind of thing!
And now he had lost her entirely. He knew she wasn't up hiding behind the statues, because she'd already ruined one of those hiding spots by actually somehow knocking over the image of the virgin Mary and sending it crashing to the floor, so that Mary had now lost an arm and her nose. And there were too many places for a giggling child to crawl into and hide around this place. "Rosette! Where are you?"
Unfortunately, he'd opened the door to the confessional too late, and stared wide-eyed at the little pigtailed girl breaking open the seal on her watch locket. She looked up at him with a shaking pout. "Uh-oh," she muttered, holding the watch out to Chrono as he morphed into his full form from the release of the seal, "I broked it."
"Oh, hell..." He took it, tried to put the seal back on, but, nope, she had broken it and she had broken it pretty well. He looked down at her wide, innocent blue eyes and sighed. Ran a hand through her hair a bit. "S'okay, Rosette. We'll get it fixed." Being stuck in form wouldn't use too much energy, so long as he just didn't use any powers, she'd be good.
Still didn't explain why she was stuck an eight year old, though....
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Of course he recognized the young Rosette. She wasn't much older when they first met, really. But that didn't mean he expected it.
And, apparantly, playing meant wrecking havoc all over the church. Even worse than the first day with the baptismal font fiasco. He ended up having to chase her around so that she didn't knock over the incense burners in the Buddhist shrine, or try to fit into the tabernacle, or climb up the banners....and, despite Chrono's best efforts, the little whirlwind of energy and curiousity that eight-year-old Rosette was had turned the church upside down single-handledly in the span of an hour. As if eighteen-year-old Rosette wasn't enough! He was getting too old for this kind of thing!
And now he had lost her entirely. He knew she wasn't up hiding behind the statues, because she'd already ruined one of those hiding spots by actually somehow knocking over the image of the virgin Mary and sending it crashing to the floor, so that Mary had now lost an arm and her nose. And there were too many places for a giggling child to crawl into and hide around this place. "Rosette! Where are you?"
Unfortunately, he'd opened the door to the confessional too late, and stared wide-eyed at the little pigtailed girl breaking open the seal on her watch locket. She looked up at him with a shaking pout. "Uh-oh," she muttered, holding the watch out to Chrono as he morphed into his full form from the release of the seal, "I broked it."
"Oh, hell..." He took it, tried to put the seal back on, but, nope, she had broken it and she had broken it pretty well. He looked down at her wide, innocent blue eyes and sighed. Ran a hand through her hair a bit. "S'okay, Rosette. We'll get it fixed." Being stuck in form wouldn't use too much energy, so long as he just didn't use any powers, she'd be good.
Still didn't explain why she was stuck an eight year old, though....
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He took a deep breath and yelled as loud as he could into the church, "HELLO?!"
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[[ooc:SP due to sharing of the internet cord right now~]]
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Chrono figured this had gone on well long enough and quickly took Rosette by the back of her pinafore and gently tried to pry her off of the little boy, without ending up having her pulling him with her by the neck or the boy keeping a grip on her hair. "You two...kids...stop this. Now!"
This had to be the most embarrassing thing ever. Why, yes, I'm was once a powerful demon who killed one of the demon mothers of hell. Oh, what am I doing now? Babysitting two bloodthirty human brats....
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...Scary indeed. Although she was still hanging from Chrono's grip and couldn't do much but flail.
"There will be no killing, Rosette, or else I'll make you sit in a pew all day."
"Nooooo! I'll be good Chrono, I promise! Put me down! I won't kill the whiny baby, I promise!!"
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"Hello?" he said quietly. You were supposed to be quiet in church.
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"Four-Eyes!" she called out triumphantly as Chrono finally set her down. "Only....without four eyes! Two-Eyes!"
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//An' Sigo!// chimed in the baby duckling in Clark's pocket.