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AMV Christmas fic [Small-Town demons]
Dec. 24th, 2007 08:28 pmFor Kuri-chan. Happy Christmas! Continues in the previous fic-verse.
Angie goes back home for Christmas, of course. She comes alone and has a very serious, intent conversation with Damion for about five minutes, then has a flailing, denying argument with him for a further twenty.
That’s about the time that Van shows up, and Angie is rather surprised: Damion pulls himself together, drags Van into the kitchen and gives him a very stern lecture about taking care of his little sister.
At some point Van explains that he already does and Damion pauses for about half a second before throwing his hands up and saying, it’s different but whatever, if you hurt her I swear I’ll get Ming to kill you.
Angie giggles in the living room. Damion’s overprotectiveness is cute if misplaced; she’s a hundred percent sure that Van would never deliberately hurt her. Of course, her brother has most likely already given Mickey this same lecture, back last October.
She’s doing better now than she can remember having been in years. She should probably tell Damion that. But later, so the boys’ egos don’t inflate any more than they already are.
Damion gives her a scandalized look when he sits down: something like, but you’re my little sister! Stop that! She smiles at him and shrugs.
****
Damion does his level best not to be too surprised when Angie comes home and tells him that she is now dating Van. He’d figured there’d been something going on with her and Mickey, since Mickey got really quiet about the whole thing about two months into it.
He’s somewhat more surprised when she points out that nowhere has she said that she is not, in fact, dating Mickey. In fact, he is surprised to the point where he can feel himself getting incoherent, and when Van comes over there’s nothing to prevent him from yelling at the man about all the typical older-brother stuff.
Not that he has any way of threatening a fallen guardian angel with anything and Van knows it, but this is the kind of thing that still needs to be said. And Van probably knows that too.
Damion is going to strangle Mickey when he gets here.
****
Mickey arrives most fashionably late in his best suit with a bottle of the best wine he could get his hands on and a six-pack of decent beer in the back, because he suspects Damion is going to need it. When he walks in and sees Damion glaring at him, he holds his hands up and grins sheepishly.
He might, kind of, deserve the rant that Damion gives him, but it’s way more interesting to observe the familial protective habits of adelphus major in its natural habitat. Damion has matured and calmed a lot in the last few years, but he still has a wonderful rant-and-flail mode.
Mickey knows how to deal with a freakout, however, and offers tea and alcohol and a discussion during which Angie blushes a lot, Van is alarmingly silent and Damion spends a lot of time with his head flat on the table. Ah. This is familiar.
****
Van is by nature against the commercialization of Christmas but he has to admit that the tree and decorations have a certain something about them. If nothing else, it makes him nostalgic. With luck – and distraction, which is probably in order if the way Mickey keeps looking at him is any indication – that nostalgia won’t turn into homesickness.
It’s Angie who starts the carols. He hasn’t heard her sing before; she has a good voice. That demon inside her – does it hear? Or does it curl up and try to ignore the words?
He’s hardly surprised when she starts to tear up about halfway through Hark the Herald Angels Sing, and joins in two octaves lower. It gives him a certain smug satisfaction to see how surprised Mickey and Damion are.
****
Ming doesn’t visit Damion until two days after the holiday, when his tree and crèche are down and she doesn’t have to worry about the decorations making her nauseous. She sees at once that she should have come earlier, decorations be damned: there are fascinating events afoot.
She teases Angie and the angel about it all day, and she and Mickey exchange the kind of stories that make Damion try to hide under the couch. Eventually Van gets tired of it and snaps at her, and she thinks it could turn violent, except that Angie steps in, and with not much more than a smile and a sentence makes Van calm again.
****
Angie leaves at the end of break with promises to call more often, with another head-shaking expression of disbelief from Damion, and with Mickey on her right and Van on her left.
That went, she thinks, better than she’d expected.
Angie goes back home for Christmas, of course. She comes alone and has a very serious, intent conversation with Damion for about five minutes, then has a flailing, denying argument with him for a further twenty.
That’s about the time that Van shows up, and Angie is rather surprised: Damion pulls himself together, drags Van into the kitchen and gives him a very stern lecture about taking care of his little sister.
At some point Van explains that he already does and Damion pauses for about half a second before throwing his hands up and saying, it’s different but whatever, if you hurt her I swear I’ll get Ming to kill you.
Angie giggles in the living room. Damion’s overprotectiveness is cute if misplaced; she’s a hundred percent sure that Van would never deliberately hurt her. Of course, her brother has most likely already given Mickey this same lecture, back last October.
She’s doing better now than she can remember having been in years. She should probably tell Damion that. But later, so the boys’ egos don’t inflate any more than they already are.
Damion gives her a scandalized look when he sits down: something like, but you’re my little sister! Stop that! She smiles at him and shrugs.
****
Damion does his level best not to be too surprised when Angie comes home and tells him that she is now dating Van. He’d figured there’d been something going on with her and Mickey, since Mickey got really quiet about the whole thing about two months into it.
He’s somewhat more surprised when she points out that nowhere has she said that she is not, in fact, dating Mickey. In fact, he is surprised to the point where he can feel himself getting incoherent, and when Van comes over there’s nothing to prevent him from yelling at the man about all the typical older-brother stuff.
Not that he has any way of threatening a fallen guardian angel with anything and Van knows it, but this is the kind of thing that still needs to be said. And Van probably knows that too.
Damion is going to strangle Mickey when he gets here.
****
Mickey arrives most fashionably late in his best suit with a bottle of the best wine he could get his hands on and a six-pack of decent beer in the back, because he suspects Damion is going to need it. When he walks in and sees Damion glaring at him, he holds his hands up and grins sheepishly.
He might, kind of, deserve the rant that Damion gives him, but it’s way more interesting to observe the familial protective habits of adelphus major in its natural habitat. Damion has matured and calmed a lot in the last few years, but he still has a wonderful rant-and-flail mode.
Mickey knows how to deal with a freakout, however, and offers tea and alcohol and a discussion during which Angie blushes a lot, Van is alarmingly silent and Damion spends a lot of time with his head flat on the table. Ah. This is familiar.
****
Van is by nature against the commercialization of Christmas but he has to admit that the tree and decorations have a certain something about them. If nothing else, it makes him nostalgic. With luck – and distraction, which is probably in order if the way Mickey keeps looking at him is any indication – that nostalgia won’t turn into homesickness.
It’s Angie who starts the carols. He hasn’t heard her sing before; she has a good voice. That demon inside her – does it hear? Or does it curl up and try to ignore the words?
He’s hardly surprised when she starts to tear up about halfway through Hark the Herald Angels Sing, and joins in two octaves lower. It gives him a certain smug satisfaction to see how surprised Mickey and Damion are.
****
Ming doesn’t visit Damion until two days after the holiday, when his tree and crèche are down and she doesn’t have to worry about the decorations making her nauseous. She sees at once that she should have come earlier, decorations be damned: there are fascinating events afoot.
She teases Angie and the angel about it all day, and she and Mickey exchange the kind of stories that make Damion try to hide under the couch. Eventually Van gets tired of it and snaps at her, and she thinks it could turn violent, except that Angie steps in, and with not much more than a smile and a sentence makes Van calm again.
****
Angie leaves at the end of break with promises to call more often, with another head-shaking expression of disbelief from Damion, and with Mickey on her right and Van on her left.
That went, she thinks, better than she’d expected.
