Fang- er.. Coby had changed a bit. I think I've finally got his new look and personality down.

Let me know what you think!

This is set in the Maid for Chaos universe. I may just re-write that whole story together, since I have no idea how to finish it.

Funfact: I dress like Coby, but my favorite color is pink.

Enjoy!

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You were humming to yourself as you dusted the various shelves in the library. Fear sat in front of the fireplace, sipping tea, keeping one eye on you.

Lockheart sat beside him one arm behind his back and a book in his free hand.

"Miss y/n. If you wish to take a break, you may join us for a cup of tea." Fear says, making you turn your head to him.

"Oh, thank you Master Fear, but I want to finish my work for this afternoon. Thank you for the offer." You smile, picking up your step stool to move over to another shelf with your duster.

"Very well." Fear hums, adjusting his glasses. He stands and takes the silver platter in his hands. "I'll be back shortly."

With a soft pitter patter, the widow had left the room. Leaving you to your duties, and the horned skeleton.

Lockheart sighed and moved to lay on the couch. "Hey, why did you take this shitty job anyway?" He asks you.

"Well, everyone could use extra money right?" You look over your shoulder at him.

"Well yeah.. But you're a f*cking maid. And a good looking one.. You should be in magazines, not cleaning a dusty ass library." He props up his legs on the arm rest.

"Thank you Master Lockheart. But I love it here, you all brought excitement in my life. I've never spent this much time with monsters before. And I'm loving every second of it!" You smile, stepping down from your stool.

"Yeah yeah.. Your welcome.. Save the mushy love shit for Cupid why don't cha?" He scoffs, cheeks a light red.

You giggle at that. "I will."

Fear had joined you both once again, his arms behind his back. "Miss y/n, Cupid needs you in the kitchen."

"Oh, what for?" You ask him, setting your duster into your basket of cleaning supplies by the doorway as you made your way over to him.

Fear gives you his usual poker face before walking away from you to shove the horned skeleton off the sofa.

"Hey! I was sitting there you webbed dick head!" He hisses.

Fear rolls his eyes. "Its not urgent. But I suggest you get there in due time."

You nod your head and curtsy for him. "Thank you Master Fear." Then you take your leave with your hands behind your back.

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When you entered the kitchen you found Cupid looking inside the fridge with a clipboard.

Hallow sent you a wave from his place at the table, an apple in his other hand which had turned grey due to his bite.

"You called for me Master Cupid?"

Cupid's wings perked at your voice and he quickly shut the fridge then turned to you with a soft smile.

"Yes I did! Y/n, I need you to run to the store and get a few things for me. And I'm going to send someone with you just to make sure you don't get lost!" The angel beams, handing you a list with various groceries written down upon it.

"Okay, who's going with me?" You ask him.

"Well, Asher was supposed to go with you, but he got called into work. So, Fang is going with you." He points to the gorgon, who had stepped out from the pantry.

"Hey Cc, were out of BBQ chips.. Oh, hey mouse." Fang greets you, with a small smile and a half wave. His usual neon green headphones around his neck.

You smile back.

He turns to Cupid. "Where am I going?"

"To the store with y/n! Duh! I've even put extra money in your wallet. And Asher filled up your car with gas." Cupid props his hand on his hip.

"Alright, uh.. You might wanna grab a jacket, mouse. Its kinda cold today." Fang pats you on the shoulder before leaving the kitchen.

Cupid smiles. "Be sure to have fun you two!"

You nod your head and leave the kitchen to grab a jacket and maybe a change of clothes.

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"Hey, I've been wanting to ask you.. What's your favorite band?" Fang asks, lifting a brow at you, using one hand on the steering wheel.

Fang had a custom corvette, it being a royal purple, with green leather seats. And as a bonus, it had heated seats.

"Well, I've always loved listening to The Neighborhood." You reply, hands in your lap as you looked out your window.

"No kidding? I listen to them too, Artsy loved them, her favorite song is Single." He says with a sad smile.

"That's a good song, its one of my favorites too." You reach over to clutch his hand in a comforting manor.

He runs his thumb over your knuckles. "Heh, she loved that band. Them and Arctic Monkeys. Listened to them all the time."

"What happened to her?" You ask him with sympathetic look.

"You know, were not that sure. I just remember her asking me to remove my glasses.. It was dark, she was hurt.. I kinda blame myself for her being a statue.. But she said she forgave me.." He sighs.

You nod your head and continue to squeeze his hand reassuringly.

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Finally at the store, which was just a small shop two or three miles away from the mansion. Fang stepped out of the car and opened the door for you.

He had changed you noticed. Wearing a black leather vest over a purple t-shirt, with black ripped jeans and a pair of purple high tops. And lastly, a beanie to cover the vipers on his head.

Probably as to not scare other humans. You think.

"Okay, so what's the stuff we need? I can take half of the list and you can take the other half." He turns to you, hands in his pockets.

You pull the list out of your jean pocket. "Hmm, its not that much actually. Bread, flour, candy corn, chips, eggs and milk."

He nods his head. "Alright, I'll get the bread and eggs real quick. I'll meet you in the dairy section." He salutes you and wonders off.

You hum and read the various signs and make a bee line for the candy isle. Hopefully they had a massive bag of candy corn, if you knew Hallow's sweet fang well, you knew he'd want dozens of the stuff.

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You look over the various things in the baking isle, trying to find the flour and other things you thought Cupid want want.

"Finding everything okay?" You hear Fang's voice call out to you from the isle next to you.

"What flour brand does Cupid get?"

"Betty crocker!" He calls back.

"Thank you!"

"No problem mouse!"

"Sir can you please stop yelling in our store.." You hear an annoyed employee ask.

"And can you kiss my ass?" Fang replies, making you snicker to yourself as you grab the flour off the shelf.

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While in the store Fang had tossed many things into your cart, even things that weren't even on the list. Like Hot Pockets and five frozen pizzas.

You looked over the many different kinds of chips. "Hey Fang, do you want any chips?" You call for him.

"Hell yeah I'm always a slut for Doritos!" He calls back, making you laugh and almost drop the bags of chips in your arms.

"Sir, can you please not use that language?"

"And can you get off my case with your p-nis haircut?"

You snort, throwing the bags of chips into the shopping cart.

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With all the bags in the backseat, Fang drove the two of you back to the mansion with '505' By Arctic Monkeys playing on the radio.

The two of you dragged all the bags in, and set them on the kitchen island for Cupid to put away. He had a certain way he liked to out things away.

You and Fang sat on the couch next to each other in the living room. Some low budget SciFi movie played on the flat screen.

"Hey Master Fang, would you mind if I took you with me every time we go shopping?" You ask him.

He shrugs his shoulders. "Sure thing mouse. Sounds like fun." He smiles, revealing his two silver fangs.

End! I hope you enjoyed!