Not Groovy Pt 2

[joidianne4eva]

Title: Not Groovy
Author: Joidianne4eva
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 472
Characters: Charles, Erik, the thing aka Queen Ramses the third
Summary: QRT3 plans for the future and Charles is not amused 
Disclaimer: I own nothing! If only >_>
Author's Note: I should be working on my bigbang! Again unbeta'd, mpreg and absolute crack

The thing had been quiet for a while and Charles was vaguely worried. He was officially in his fourth week of pregnancy and so far it had kept up a vaguely pleasant, if at times cheeky, narration of his life. He found the silence unsettling like that lull before a serial killer ambushed you in a dark forest

“I find your suspicious nature highly annoying.”

Charles’s lips quirked “I apologize if I am distracting you, your highness.”

“Mockery will get you nowhere” it chided

“What have you been up to little one?” he queried

“If you must know I have been structuring a cheat sheet.”

“Oh?”  Charles could literally see red light lights flashing before his eyes, this was not good!

“Clearly I will not reside inside you forever; I must gather Intel on the minions while I can!”  it explained

 If nothing else could be said about the thing, it was clearly Erik’s child

“We have had the discussion about accessing my powers before.” Charles reminded

“I recall no such conversation!” it protested

Charles frowned down at his stomach “We are going to speak with your Father about this.”

“Why you traitor!”  The thing gasped

Charles sighed, he wasn’t sure where the thing had learnt its melodramatic reactions but clearly it was a perfectionist.

 

Charles found Erik in one of the abandoned rooms of the mansion. He was standing with his back to the door surrounded by small strips of metal that he was directing into some complex design and Charles paused for a moment and just watched. This was the man he’d fallen in love with; all sharp angles and hidden smiles and he couldn’t help the grin that tugged at his lips.

“Ohh the sappiness, I may just puke!”

“Had it not been for this sappiness you would not have been conceived.” Charles pointed out

“You are a sick and twisted person.” It muttered sulkily

“Thank you,”

Erik finally noticed his presence and strode towards him face concerned “Are you well Charles?”

Charles allowed his grin to widen as Erik’s fingers drop to his stomach “I’m fine,”

“And der kleine?”

“I am still alive, it must count for something. Especially with the way Papa has been eating.”

Erik smiled “She is very opinionated.”

“And very much in trouble,” Charles recalled “It seems the little one has been reading other’s minds.”

“I confess to nothing!”

Erik frowned “You have promised to listen to your Papa, little one,”

“But I was bored,” it whined

“If I remain here and allow you to watch you Father, will you behave?” Charles queried

“For now” it conceded

“She is definitely your child,” Charles sighed accepting the light kiss Erik dropped unto his cheek

Erik smirked “It is for the best. Only the two of us are good enough for you.”

“Hear, hear!” it agreed