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Hitting the ground Mikos
knew that no one else could see him mainly because not a living soul was staring at him. Going back to the house that caught his eye, he walked up to the steps.. Now here’s the first problem.. he's stuck. With normal Angels they could just waltz right in and fix the problem.. Being a vampire meant that he has to wait for someone that could see him. Which he didn’t even know who would come out and invite him in..
You know Mikos always thought this rule was stupid— it’s mean what was really stopping him from barging his way in the door and getting past this stu—
“You stupid ratbag! You can’t cook for fucks sake you’re a woman that’s what you’re meant to do!”
A loud shout came from inside of the peeling–painted house. A bang and a thud followed through with footsteps coming in hot towards the door, luckily Mikos was standing to the side so the flying door didn’t hit him at all, but a tall brown–haired man stormed out with a furious expression.. that was his mission..
The man was in his early 20’s with a large cowboy hat on and a vest with a shit load of shingles attached to the front of the bottem lining, jeans that slightly flared out at the bottom and a little puppy chasing him..
He looked absolutely pissed for a stubble–y looking man..
Mikos stepped forward and looked through the door of the house, A woman was sobbing while hugging a younger girl... way younger than his mission was. While another man laid out on couch with several beer bottles and a red mark on his face
The older man looked fucked up, and not in a good way. He had tons of spills and stains on his shirt.. god he looked like he hadn’t changed in weeks
Mikos quickly picked up his feet and started following behind his mission.. it’s way too easy to point him out of the crowd with how he walked and stormed off clearly frustrated
After walking for a little bit his mission ended up in a medium spaced secluded
Area before the brown-haired one turned around with a frown on his face
“Yer lookin’ a little bit off pal”
The dog barked as if to back the shorter man up..
“Really.. which one gives it way”
“No one ‘round here dresses in whatever fancy-smachy attire you got goin’ on here”
Mikos narrowed his eyes at the guy, the dog next to him sat basically on his foot also looking up at Mikos
“..that’s what gave it away?”
“Mmmmm…. Ya got somethin’ in yer hair.. bit past Halloween aye?” The brown haired asked, seeming skeptical
“Okay. I’m going to act like you didn’t just say that.. what got you storming off from that building like that?”
The dog barked at Mikos again... making the brown-haired one speak again
“That anit yer business now is it you–… thing”
“…what.”
“..thing..”
Mikos put a hand to the bridge of his nose and pinched it
“I am not a thing. Don’t ever call me that again.. and I need to know so I know how to get this mission done so I don’t yet yelled at again.”
“…huh”
“..”
“..”
“Let’s start like this then… what’s your name kid?”
The brunette suddenly put a foot back and tipped his hat down before responding
“The names Oakley, Oakley Brown. And I ain’t no kid bootlicker bitch”
“Owch” Mikos responded sarcastically
The brunette only went on
“Uh huh, that’s right. Now. What's yer name bootlicker”
A sigh “Mikos. Mikos Bristow”
“.. Mi.. clothes on? Hey I got Mi clothes on too!!”
Was this kid serious? “Mikos.”
“Mi clothes”
“Are you dumb?”
“Nuh uh”
It made sense why he needed an angel now. This kid probably couldn’t tell his left from his rights even if he needed to save himself from whatever shit he was going through.
Now staring at the kid- well Oakley. Staring at Oakley he seemed to fit in with everyone else despite the dog following him constantly and didn’t know personal space
He looked like a good person at that, Mikos never really got the chance to see how other humans acted with him and how he acted towards them but really only time would tell as somehow the sun was already coming up
“So uh.. why do you look like that?” Oakley then spoke up, a little wheat in his mouth bobbed up and down as he spoke
“I’m not human, im an angel sent down to protect you so that you don’t die to soon”
“But you look evil.. yer not really wearin’ the whites and.. other angel stuff.. the only angel-y thing ‘bout you is yer halo lookin thing”
Atleast he wasn’t screaming like the last guy.. jeez he was a nut job in itself
“Yeah, well you get what you get. Bootlicker”
“AYE NOW DON’T YOU BE GOING AROUND GETTING YER PANTIES IN MY TWIST ILL—
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Around sunrise Mikos was basically ghosting around Oakley as they made their way back to the Browns household.
Oakley didn’t seem quite excited for this part, which already told Mikos that the problem was inside of the house. Watching Oakley enter the ‘lovely abode then leaving Mikos at the front door made him realize that this would be longer mission then the other ones
Everyone else in the house was asleep so no one saw Oakley turn around and stare at Mikos standing in the door way
“You gunna come in?”
“Am I allowed too?”
“Why’ re you askin?”
“..you know, I don’t know why that worked but it did. And just so you know before you start freakin’ out.. no one else can see me unless you want them to”
Oakley knitted his brows; it was obvious he barely understood what Mikos was talking about but regardless he walked straight past the old man that was snoring so loudly that you could just hear a side table next to him rumble against the ground. Past him a small kitchenette looked clean with a reasonable about of dishes in the sink
Oakley kept going past the kitchen taking a left into a long hallway, at the end was a closed door, on the right was a door with a pink flower, and on the left another door was ajar.
Watching Oakley carefully open the door with the pink flower 🌸 made it clear that Mikos should be quiet as well.. Peering into the room a small girl with long brown hair laid in her bed on her side, she looked peaceful which was definitely an upside to the situation. Oakley seemed to care about her a lot by the way he sat next to her and rubbed circles onto her shoulder
“Sister, Im guessing?” Mikos finally spoke up after a few moments of a well needed silence
“Yeah.. she’s 12..”
“Mhmm.. noted” Mikos narrowed his eyes at the almost frail looking girl, she looked quite sweet and must of acted like it if there's these cuties little flowers everywhere
“So... What are you supposed to do...?” Oakley asked curiously, it was kinda strange just letting a random creature into his house who only say that he was ‘here to help‘... From Oakley's point of view, he was kinda scary. A random ass thing in his house... In the same room with his little sister
“Honestly? I'm just supposed to watch you and save you from anything harmful.”
“Do you have to stay?”
“kinda yeah or I get in trouble”
“...can you like... Dunno... Stay n sleep in the corner...?”
In the corner... Really... Guess he can't blame the kid
“I don't sleep but I'll stay in the corner if it makes you more comfortable...?”
Oakley sat on the bed for a while, the movement on the girl's shoulder had stopped as the brown-haired one stared at him for a long moment
“so.. Yer gunna watch me..? Sleep?”
“..that was the plan”
“Kinda weird man..”