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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
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Views:
2,244
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I do not own Hellboy, nor will I make any money of of this story.
Breakfast
Title: Old Faces
Chapter Two: Breakfast
Author: DeathsButterfly
Disclaimer: I don’t own Hellboy, nor will I make any money off of it either. This will contain slash, as in ManXMan relationships, if you have a problem with that you know where the back button is and I suggest you use it. It is rated NC-17 for safety reasons.
Summary: An old friend of Johns brings hidden feelings to the forefront.
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It was a somewhat grand affair that breakfast was made. Hellboy leaned against a counter top and watched in amazement as food was chopped, sliced, diced, simmered, boiled, and baked to perfection. Abe was eating his own breakfast, hard and soft-boiled eggs and orange juice; he loved that for some reason.
Agent Monahan was at one of the stovetops stirring what looked to be a mixture of noodles and pineapples, an odd ingredient to be sure. At least to Hellboy’s eyes anyway. Boyscout was deep frying what looked to be beef, but when Hellboy took a deep sniff, it turned out to be lamb wrapped in bacon strips. In the oven they had bacon and sausage baking, along with hunks of some weird-ass potatoes and yams.
Both the new agent and Boyscout were flittering from stove-top to stove-top stirring, flipping, and removing things from the ovens in a dance that spoke that they had done this many times before. Hellboy decided to ask what the hell they were making that smelled so good.
“Hey, Boyscout, what are you makin’ that smells that damned good.” He asked as he leaned over Boyscouts shoulder.
“Well, we have stir-fry with pineapples and green onions, sweet and sour lamb wraps, mango, peaches, and blood orange salad, and a full German Breakfast.” John said as he moved from the stovetop to an other oven, which he opened, and to check on some little round balls of dough. “And we also have Dango as a treat.”
“Boyscout where did you learn to cook al of this stuff?” Hellboy asked as John rushed back to the deep fryer. Abe was also curious, so he listened in.
“Well, when I was ten I moved in with my Uncle Thad, he ran a mechanics shop, so he didn’t really have enough time to really cook anything, so it was mostly up to me to do so.” John said as he moved over to another stovetop and stirred an other batch of noodles. “Besides I like cooking, it’s very calming and soothing to my nerves.”
“Yeah, but it took you forever to learn how to bake properly, remember?” Agent Monahan said from her stovetop, she smirked at Boyscouts blush and he frowned at her.
“How long have you two been friends? You sound like you know each other very well.” Abe asked in all innocence.
“We lived next to each other actually. When I was ten my parents got a divorce and Mother wanted somewhere quite to live and moved into the countryside. Our fruit orchard bordered his Uncle’s back yard and we ran into each other one day when I was eleven and we became best friends since then.” Agent Monahan said with a smile at Abe. “We’re practically siblings more then anything else.”
“Really? How nice. What did you study in college, if I may ask?” Abe said. John still hadn’t shown any signs that Agent Monahan was anything other then what she said she was, but he was still nervous about her…blankness, for lack of a better word.
“Well, both John and I studied Criminology and Psychology as our Majors, he did have Ancient History as his minor while I did Ancient Languages. We weren’t really popular with the other students at the University, they called us weird and freaks, so we had a lot of free time to study.” Agent Monahan said a bit sadly.
“What about your roommates? I’m sure they didn’t think so?” Hellboy asked. How come they thought Boyscout was a freak? Well, he would admit that something was off about him, but Hellboy thought it was his innocence more then anything else.
“Didn’t John tell you?” Monahan said. Hellboy and Abe shook their heads and she sighed and gave Boyscout a look. “We were roommates. Well, it was more of along the lines that after our dorm-rooms were broken into for the third time that we moved into a loft together rather then deal with that shit until graduatation.”
“Isn’t lofts tiny or something like that? Where did you sleep?” Hellboy asked. He heard agents compare their college dorm-rooms to agents that lived off campus and found out that the rooms were no bigger then an extended closet more then anything else.
“Lotus slept in the same bed as me, Red.” Abe was in the process of sipping his juice when he heard that and he spit out his drink all over the table. Hellboy’s mouth dropped open and his stomach twisted in on it’s self.
“What!”
“What do you mean that Agent Monahan slept in the same bed as yourself? That was most improper to do.” Abe said. He frowned at them as Agent Monahan giggled as she took down large bowls to hold all of the food, while John just shook his head and moved things off of hot burners.
“Please, just call me Kohana or even Lotus will do. Every time I hear ‘Agent Monahan’ I look around for Mother. Spider and I have always been close, as children we often slept in the same bed during sleepovers, so in college it was no big deal for us to do the same. After all, I trust Spider not to try anything like that, and he trusts me do the same.” Lotus said as she poured four batches of the noodle mixture into a bowl, while John moved the wraps from the oven and into a bowl and poured one of the cold sauce mixtures into it.
“Hmm, little flower.” Abe remarked as he cleaned up the spilt juice.
“Yes, my full name means ‘Pure Flower’ or ‘Holy Flower’ depending on what definition you go by. While Spiders name could either mean ‘Gods Praise’ or ‘Gods Miracle’.” Kohana said as she put the bowls on the table while John and Hellboy fetched plates and utensils.
“Our names fit really.” John said as he started to load up the noodle mixture and the lamb wraps. “Well, mine does, I’m not sure about you though, Lotus.”
“Names?” Hellboy asked as he piled up on the German Breakfast, it looked the most normal out of everything that was there.
“Yes, in both my and my Mothers religion, names are both a power and a way of life.” Kohana said. “And since Spider spent much of his time with me, he picked up on some of it.”
“Really? What religion is it?” Abe asked curiously, he hadn’t heard of any cult like that before or in any of his readings.
“Well, it’s a mixture of Wicca, Buddest and Shinto. Wicca for the God’s and Goddess we pray to, the Buddest for their prayers and beads, and the Shinto for their chanting. You would not believe the shit we could do with any combination of the three.” Kohana said as she gestured with a fork in Abe’s direction.
“Hm-hm. Like what, raisin’ the dead or somethn’?” Hellboy asked, sidetracked by the religion question.
“Well, not exactly. You would need several items, three Astronomy charts, two virgin sacrifices and be prepared to sell your soul into hell for all eternity.” There was dead silence in the room as Hellboy’s eyes bugged out. “Or you could be any form of a demon or a Necromancer or a Puppet Master. And since neither Spider or I want to live in hell or sell our souls, we don’t deal with that shit.”
John nodded his head, like he understood all of that. Hellboy never knew that John was religious or could do such things, could he?
“Hey, Boyscout, can you do all that too?”
“Yes and No.” John said as he took a sip of milk. This was going to take some time. “I can’t do all of what Lotus can do, because it just isn’t in my blood. I can do most things yes, but to use blood or even shadow magi, I can’t. Even Lotus has problems with that.” John took a look at Abe and Hellboy and realized that he lost them. “Let’s put it this way. If Lotus was here when the whole Rasputin issue happened, she could have very easily stopped it with a simple spell and some chicken blood, but only because her mother was a Blood Wicca. It’s like you, Hellboy, being the son of a demi-god, you just are and therefore entitled to some of their powers, but Abe couldn’t touch any of it.”
“Oh, it’s like a cat breathing underwater, it just can’t because its body isn’t designed for such a thing.” Abe said as he made the connection.
Hellboy understood, maybe.
“Yes, something like that, yeah.” John said as he started eating again. Kohana nodded as she took over.
“And the only reason why John can even do some of the things he can is because one of his grand-parents or even great-grand-parents had to have something in them for it to work. And before you even ask, no Spider couldn’t do anything about Rasputin, that was all Blood and Shadow magi, and as we said before, his body can’t handle that type of thing.”
“But, what about the namin’?” Hellboy asked, as Abe was currently busy cleaning up the mental drooling.
“Well,” For some reason both Boyscout and Monahan shared uneasy looks. “In many religions, Hanna Magi including, names are power. From first names alone you could find out what their future jobs or life would be, add in any last names and you could have their life story, and if you have their full name, you could control them.” Boyscout said uneasily.
“Like Voodoo or something along those lines?” Abe asked.
“You… could call it that, yes. It’s been called many things, but Voodoo is the most common one, besides Puppet Mastery of course.” Kohana said as she started up eating again, both Hellboy and Abe had the feeling that was a closed subject. Everyone started eating again, and eventually all the food was gone. Even Abe had some of the weird-ass food that Hellboy refused to touch.
“So, I would like to see that library I heard so much about. Who would like to join me?” Kohana asked as they put all the dish’s in the sink, someone would be by sooner of latter to clean all of that up.
“I will show you around, besides I want to ask you more about this Hanna Magi that you go on about. Hellboy?”
“Nah, I have some weights to lift and other things, I can look at those musty things any old time.” Hellboy said as he stalked out of the room. John shook his head and followed Hellboy out the room; he had lots of paperwork to finish.
“Well, shall we go?” Kohana asked Abe with an up-raised eyebrow.
“Lets. I know we have many things to discus and it’s best if we start now, hmm?” Abe replied and took her arm and led them to the Library. Kohana settle herself in a red and gold armchair while Abe settle for a blue armchair across from her.
Good.
“So, what do you want to know, Abraham D. Sapien? I will answer everything truthfully.”
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A/n: Sorry it took so long to update, but any up-dates will be spur of the moment at best. So maybe once maybe twice a month I will up-date. Sorry again.
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Chapter Two: Breakfast
Author: DeathsButterfly
Disclaimer: I don’t own Hellboy, nor will I make any money off of it either. This will contain slash, as in ManXMan relationships, if you have a problem with that you know where the back button is and I suggest you use it. It is rated NC-17 for safety reasons.
Summary: An old friend of Johns brings hidden feelings to the forefront.
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It was a somewhat grand affair that breakfast was made. Hellboy leaned against a counter top and watched in amazement as food was chopped, sliced, diced, simmered, boiled, and baked to perfection. Abe was eating his own breakfast, hard and soft-boiled eggs and orange juice; he loved that for some reason.
Agent Monahan was at one of the stovetops stirring what looked to be a mixture of noodles and pineapples, an odd ingredient to be sure. At least to Hellboy’s eyes anyway. Boyscout was deep frying what looked to be beef, but when Hellboy took a deep sniff, it turned out to be lamb wrapped in bacon strips. In the oven they had bacon and sausage baking, along with hunks of some weird-ass potatoes and yams.
Both the new agent and Boyscout were flittering from stove-top to stove-top stirring, flipping, and removing things from the ovens in a dance that spoke that they had done this many times before. Hellboy decided to ask what the hell they were making that smelled so good.
“Hey, Boyscout, what are you makin’ that smells that damned good.” He asked as he leaned over Boyscouts shoulder.
“Well, we have stir-fry with pineapples and green onions, sweet and sour lamb wraps, mango, peaches, and blood orange salad, and a full German Breakfast.” John said as he moved from the stovetop to an other oven, which he opened, and to check on some little round balls of dough. “And we also have Dango as a treat.”
“Boyscout where did you learn to cook al of this stuff?” Hellboy asked as John rushed back to the deep fryer. Abe was also curious, so he listened in.
“Well, when I was ten I moved in with my Uncle Thad, he ran a mechanics shop, so he didn’t really have enough time to really cook anything, so it was mostly up to me to do so.” John said as he moved over to another stovetop and stirred an other batch of noodles. “Besides I like cooking, it’s very calming and soothing to my nerves.”
“Yeah, but it took you forever to learn how to bake properly, remember?” Agent Monahan said from her stovetop, she smirked at Boyscouts blush and he frowned at her.
“How long have you two been friends? You sound like you know each other very well.” Abe asked in all innocence.
“We lived next to each other actually. When I was ten my parents got a divorce and Mother wanted somewhere quite to live and moved into the countryside. Our fruit orchard bordered his Uncle’s back yard and we ran into each other one day when I was eleven and we became best friends since then.” Agent Monahan said with a smile at Abe. “We’re practically siblings more then anything else.”
“Really? How nice. What did you study in college, if I may ask?” Abe said. John still hadn’t shown any signs that Agent Monahan was anything other then what she said she was, but he was still nervous about her…blankness, for lack of a better word.
“Well, both John and I studied Criminology and Psychology as our Majors, he did have Ancient History as his minor while I did Ancient Languages. We weren’t really popular with the other students at the University, they called us weird and freaks, so we had a lot of free time to study.” Agent Monahan said a bit sadly.
“What about your roommates? I’m sure they didn’t think so?” Hellboy asked. How come they thought Boyscout was a freak? Well, he would admit that something was off about him, but Hellboy thought it was his innocence more then anything else.
“Didn’t John tell you?” Monahan said. Hellboy and Abe shook their heads and she sighed and gave Boyscout a look. “We were roommates. Well, it was more of along the lines that after our dorm-rooms were broken into for the third time that we moved into a loft together rather then deal with that shit until graduatation.”
“Isn’t lofts tiny or something like that? Where did you sleep?” Hellboy asked. He heard agents compare their college dorm-rooms to agents that lived off campus and found out that the rooms were no bigger then an extended closet more then anything else.
“Lotus slept in the same bed as me, Red.” Abe was in the process of sipping his juice when he heard that and he spit out his drink all over the table. Hellboy’s mouth dropped open and his stomach twisted in on it’s self.
“What!”
“What do you mean that Agent Monahan slept in the same bed as yourself? That was most improper to do.” Abe said. He frowned at them as Agent Monahan giggled as she took down large bowls to hold all of the food, while John just shook his head and moved things off of hot burners.
“Please, just call me Kohana or even Lotus will do. Every time I hear ‘Agent Monahan’ I look around for Mother. Spider and I have always been close, as children we often slept in the same bed during sleepovers, so in college it was no big deal for us to do the same. After all, I trust Spider not to try anything like that, and he trusts me do the same.” Lotus said as she poured four batches of the noodle mixture into a bowl, while John moved the wraps from the oven and into a bowl and poured one of the cold sauce mixtures into it.
“Hmm, little flower.” Abe remarked as he cleaned up the spilt juice.
“Yes, my full name means ‘Pure Flower’ or ‘Holy Flower’ depending on what definition you go by. While Spiders name could either mean ‘Gods Praise’ or ‘Gods Miracle’.” Kohana said as she put the bowls on the table while John and Hellboy fetched plates and utensils.
“Our names fit really.” John said as he started to load up the noodle mixture and the lamb wraps. “Well, mine does, I’m not sure about you though, Lotus.”
“Names?” Hellboy asked as he piled up on the German Breakfast, it looked the most normal out of everything that was there.
“Yes, in both my and my Mothers religion, names are both a power and a way of life.” Kohana said. “And since Spider spent much of his time with me, he picked up on some of it.”
“Really? What religion is it?” Abe asked curiously, he hadn’t heard of any cult like that before or in any of his readings.
“Well, it’s a mixture of Wicca, Buddest and Shinto. Wicca for the God’s and Goddess we pray to, the Buddest for their prayers and beads, and the Shinto for their chanting. You would not believe the shit we could do with any combination of the three.” Kohana said as she gestured with a fork in Abe’s direction.
“Hm-hm. Like what, raisin’ the dead or somethn’?” Hellboy asked, sidetracked by the religion question.
“Well, not exactly. You would need several items, three Astronomy charts, two virgin sacrifices and be prepared to sell your soul into hell for all eternity.” There was dead silence in the room as Hellboy’s eyes bugged out. “Or you could be any form of a demon or a Necromancer or a Puppet Master. And since neither Spider or I want to live in hell or sell our souls, we don’t deal with that shit.”
John nodded his head, like he understood all of that. Hellboy never knew that John was religious or could do such things, could he?
“Hey, Boyscout, can you do all that too?”
“Yes and No.” John said as he took a sip of milk. This was going to take some time. “I can’t do all of what Lotus can do, because it just isn’t in my blood. I can do most things yes, but to use blood or even shadow magi, I can’t. Even Lotus has problems with that.” John took a look at Abe and Hellboy and realized that he lost them. “Let’s put it this way. If Lotus was here when the whole Rasputin issue happened, she could have very easily stopped it with a simple spell and some chicken blood, but only because her mother was a Blood Wicca. It’s like you, Hellboy, being the son of a demi-god, you just are and therefore entitled to some of their powers, but Abe couldn’t touch any of it.”
“Oh, it’s like a cat breathing underwater, it just can’t because its body isn’t designed for such a thing.” Abe said as he made the connection.
Hellboy understood, maybe.
“Yes, something like that, yeah.” John said as he started eating again. Kohana nodded as she took over.
“And the only reason why John can even do some of the things he can is because one of his grand-parents or even great-grand-parents had to have something in them for it to work. And before you even ask, no Spider couldn’t do anything about Rasputin, that was all Blood and Shadow magi, and as we said before, his body can’t handle that type of thing.”
“But, what about the namin’?” Hellboy asked, as Abe was currently busy cleaning up the mental drooling.
“Well,” For some reason both Boyscout and Monahan shared uneasy looks. “In many religions, Hanna Magi including, names are power. From first names alone you could find out what their future jobs or life would be, add in any last names and you could have their life story, and if you have their full name, you could control them.” Boyscout said uneasily.
“Like Voodoo or something along those lines?” Abe asked.
“You… could call it that, yes. It’s been called many things, but Voodoo is the most common one, besides Puppet Mastery of course.” Kohana said as she started up eating again, both Hellboy and Abe had the feeling that was a closed subject. Everyone started eating again, and eventually all the food was gone. Even Abe had some of the weird-ass food that Hellboy refused to touch.
“So, I would like to see that library I heard so much about. Who would like to join me?” Kohana asked as they put all the dish’s in the sink, someone would be by sooner of latter to clean all of that up.
“I will show you around, besides I want to ask you more about this Hanna Magi that you go on about. Hellboy?”
“Nah, I have some weights to lift and other things, I can look at those musty things any old time.” Hellboy said as he stalked out of the room. John shook his head and followed Hellboy out the room; he had lots of paperwork to finish.
“Well, shall we go?” Kohana asked Abe with an up-raised eyebrow.
“Lets. I know we have many things to discus and it’s best if we start now, hmm?” Abe replied and took her arm and led them to the Library. Kohana settle herself in a red and gold armchair while Abe settle for a blue armchair across from her.
Good.
“So, what do you want to know, Abraham D. Sapien? I will answer everything truthfully.”
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A/n: Sorry it took so long to update, but any up-dates will be spur of the moment at best. So maybe once maybe twice a month I will up-date. Sorry again.
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