Fun fact: When Fear was tiny, he was supposed to be one of those cute fuzzy jumping spiders. I have no idea what made him a murderous widow.

(...I made a Venomous Hearts/ Poisonous Love fan  child a while back...I have no idea why...she's super cute tho...)

Basically, I love writing first meetings, and I wanted to write something.

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The widow looked up at the mansion with a lifted brow. "Interesting.. How does she afford this?" He asks himself walking up to the door.

He took out the spade key the horned woman had given him months ago. He unlocks one of the doors and quietly slips into the mansion, undetected.

Once inside he quickly made his way up the wall to hide from the others she said would be living with him. Luckily the ceiling was very high, and the bat eared male didn't even notice him.

Sebastian never was social, it was in his nature. He didn't understand why the horned woman wanted him to live with her and her.. Other creations.

She knew he hated confrontation, and communication. It gave him anxiety, he didn't want to be a spider in a cage that everyone would poke at.

Hopefully he could make it to his new room without being dragging into the welcome wagon. Maybe.. He should observe for now.. Just go see how the others interact with each other.

The kitchen seemed to be the best bet, luckily for him, not all the lights were on. He hid in a dark corner and observed the three skeletons in the kitchen.

One was tall with vipers for hair? He wore the stereotypical 'bad boy' attire. And a pair of bright red sneakers.

The second was very tall with a grey head of hair, styled in a Mohawk, with two wolf ears perking  the hair apart. He wore casual outdoor clothing with a soft looking flannel and ripped jeans. He even had a massive floof tail.

The last one was the bat eared one from before, he was the second tallest stocky too. He wore the 'I just woke up and threw this on' look pretty well. He even had a pair of pumpkin slippers.

They seemed to be discussing holiday plans?

"Are we gettin' a fake tree or do I need ta call Chris for a real one?" The wolf eared one had a thick Irish accent as he spoke with his deep baritone.

The one decked out in orange shrugged his shoulders. "I don't care, probably a fake one. Its less vwork." He yawns, his voice having a toned down Russian accent.

The snake haired one shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah, imma go with Hallow on thisss one. And fake treesss lassst longer." He'd hiss with a fork tongue as he spoke.

Fluffy ears nods his head but then suddenly his ears stand on end. "Do you smell that?"

The gorgon flicked his tongue a few times. "Yeah? Kinda sssmells like dark chocolate and.. Like an old library or s-s-something. Its weird."

"That's nothing. I've been stuck hearing this weird tapping noise all day." Orange tall and spooky said, crossing his arms.

The widow's eyes widen. 'I've been detected!' He quickly crawls out of the kitchen before they can find him.

"Theres that tapping again!"

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In his haste, he had no idea where he ran off too, he just knew he had to get out of there before they saw him.

He's.. Not had the best luck making friends. Mostly because of his appearance, almost everyone he has ever met was terrified of spiders. He had no idea how they would react to him.

He tucks his body into a corner of the ceiling, as his breathing slows down from the panic, he realises he's in a library.

A fire place lit up the massive room with a calm orange glow, the walls were lined with thousands of books.

There were bright red couches with a glass coffee table in the center. There were a few books stacked on the coffee table with a couple used napkins.

A small form sat on one of the couches, a book in their lap as they munched on snicker doodle cookies. Was.. That a halo above their head?

He drops from the ceiling, he always landed on his feet. He tucks away his legs and slowly approaches the form on the couch.

Upon closer examination the figure was a small skeleton dressed in pink, soft feathered wings were folded against their back.

They read a romance novel? A very good one in fact. It was one our widow had read once before.

"You really shouldn't eat while you read. You could ruin the pages with stains.." Sebastian whispers, spooking the angel.

He turns and looks over the couch, his pink eyes widened in shock. "Ooh! You startled me! Um.. You're the new guy right?"

The spider tilts his head. "You knew of my arrival?"

"So you are! That's great! Its sooo great to meet you! I'm Cupid!" He smiles with his hand out, it covered by a pink satin glove.

Yet, he's only responded with confused silence. Lavender eyes glance at his hand then his face before the new monster takes a step back.

The angel awkwardly crosses his arms and hops odd the couch with a small smile. "Well, you're not much of a talker are you? That's okay! Creator said you'd be this way."

The widow lifts a brow. Why was the angel so.. Happy at his appearance? He was a literal black widow, a big one too.. Wasn't he afraid?

"Lets start over! I'm Cupid Valentine, I run the house while Creator is away. She was the nerdy girl who let you live with us, she told me that you'd be on your way but I had no idea you'd be here today!" The angel giggles.

"I'm sure you've seen the others, they are also creations of hers! Just like you! She wants us all close so she got us this mansion!" Cupid says, his smile making the widow feel.. Odd in the ecto - stomach.

"Anyway, I know you're not the most social, and that's okay! You can meet the others later. I know it all must be overwhelming, to move from the United Kingdom to here with five other people you don't know."

Sebastian takes in a deep breath and sighs it out. "You have no idea.."

Cupid gives him a reassuring smile. "We've all be there. Let me get us some tea and we can tell each other about our selves!"

Before he could reply, the angel had dashed out of the library with a flap of his scarf.

The widow had no idea why, but something about this angel made him feel... At ease. Almost like his presence was a.. Comforting hug from your mother when you'd cry as a child.

He let's out a shaky sigh and pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to ignore the warmth on his cheeks. "What have I gotten myself into...?"

End..! Idk really what this was. I guess I can turn any ship into reality. Before Candyhearts I was  shipping Cupid and Fear.

That's why I made a daughter for them months ago.