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Loki has found a gruesome looking monster hiding in his closet! But, instead of mauling him and tearing him to pieces like a bad B-movie.....it likes him? Whether Loki likes the monstrosity or not is not of any importance; the creeper likes him and is following the fae around like a puppy. How does Loki handle this?
Loki was supposed to be cleaning his room; supposed to be here meaning that he was not. Rather, he was practicing a spell for his favorite cousin; a summoning spell. The fae had somehow become Howl's unofficial apprentice, and though summoning charms were supposed to be simple; just like being able to take orbs of light with you when reading, Loki was finding it especially difficult.
He tried again, using the gestures Howl had instructed him in. He heard something from behind him and whipped around.
Thump.
The closet? Loki was sure none of his pets had gotten locked in there. He didn't remember lying recently, so certainly there was no reason for skeletons to be in there, right?
Thump.
Loki moved towards the closet door.
Bang.
The door flew open. The fae jumped backwards. Sitting there in a pile of crumpled was a--a--Loki didn't know what it was. He stared. The creature stared back. Loki considered calling for his father; the creature made itself comfortable by making a monster sized hole in the pile of clothes, turning around three times and laying down. It ignored the fae completely.
Loki resumed staring.
The creature lifted its head, gave a decidedly smug look in Loki's direction, and a sound escaped it. A rumbling purr. The fae was used to unusual creatures coming to live with him; he had even accepted the fact that chimeras followed him no matter where he went. Something in his closet, something so large, something he wasn't even sure what it was, was new to him.
"What are you?"
The creature opened its mouth in response, revealing six inch fangs. It extended its claws, and playfully swiped at Loki's shoe string. It moved into pouncing position, tail straight up and back wiggling--
A kitten the size of a huge dog? Loki somehow doubted he'd be allowed to keep this pet. He sighed; it was cute, in a monster-kitten kind of way. In a this animal could kill me with its claws, fangs, or strength kind of way. To paraphrase, the fae was thrilled with his new find. A dangerous, frightening, altogether epic monster? A monster that could frighten his mother, and perhaps Milo as well?
“I’m keeping you,” he decided aloud. He reached out to pet his new companion when--
“El?”
The fae whipped around to look for the source of the voice. He went pale, his freckles becoming more visible as he spotted the shadow. Dad wasn’t going to like this…
And he wasn’t sure he liked it either. A shadow? He didn’t know the first thing about shadows! Except that Howl’s liked everything to be clean at all times. Would his shadow be like that? …And what was that white thing she was holding? Another shadow? Loki stared, and reached out to pet it.
The shadow recoiled, and shook a finger at him. “El el el el!” she scolded.
Loki sighed. What had Howl said? To name them quickly, or they’d repeat other things instead… Maybe he would be able to teach his shadow some choice swear words. Hm. “Kelani, that’s your name. Alright? Kelly for short. Do you like that?”
“Lani!” agreed the shadow, hoping off her host’s bed to wrap an arm around him. “Kel! Kelani?”
“…Dad! Help!”
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