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Mycroft reassuring his girlfriend when she realizes shes not nearly as classy/posh as he is and she worries she's not good enough for him. <3
Even from outside themausoleum the music could be heard wafting through the tombstones on this dark,Halloween night and was only amplified with the crisp, cold autumn air.
A moon so full canonly promise wicked delights and flooding of magic to fill the night air. Andair, so lush with it that it calls to even the most ancient beings from theirslumber.
Despite the humans’absence in the streets and land around the generous cemetery long forgotten byman and riddled with weeds, was packed but by no mere mortal. For it is fraughtwith ghouls and haunts, devils and creatures, young and old features wanderingfar and wide within the cemetery.
Their voices arehushed but their faces betray their current conditions. They are seemingly morealive than they had ever been before this festive day. If a mortal had to makea comparison it would be likened to that of mortal children parading as themfor their treats.
Even a skeletonwithout a jaw can be found in great spirits crawling its way to the front gateof the party.
Dressed to the ninesin their best dress whether from the greatest pharaoh to the lowly specter-every monster is invited to the Monster Mash ball to mingle and mash.
Outside the gates ofthe forgotten cemetery Mycroft gives his stitches a good tug to make sure thatthey’re properly in place before offering his arm to his date, ______.
He knows thatsomething is amiss with her as _____ takes his arm gingerly however, Mycroftknows better than anyone that if he can’t he too go now, she’ll never go.
“Come along my dear,”Mycroft presses as he leads them through the unkempt grounds and consequently,the ghastly crowd.
“Hello Mycroft!”
“Good evening Mr.Stanford, how are the kid’s spells coming along?”
“Mycroft-My boy! Howare ya doing?”
“Doing well, Mr.Ripper.”
“Oh Mycroft!”
“We’ll see you insideMary.”
Every greeting andhello made ____ shrink closer to his side in such a way that one would swearshe was trying to forcibly merge herself into him.
Not that Mycroftminded. He had been attempting to woo her about the idea of moving in.
However, like takinga step forward in their century old relationship, ____ was beginning to looklike she had cold feet and for a zombie bride that was saying something.
Entering the light ofthe Monster Mash’s mausoleum was intoxicating. It reeked of monsters, guts andvintage perfume that could really get a ghoul in the mood to party.
The Monster Mash onlyhad the Greats play at the function; Skeleton Elvis Presley, processed JohnLennon, Ghost Amy Winehouse, the demon formerly known as Freddie Mercury, thefallen angel Kurt Cobain, the rag doll Bob Marley, the transformed David Bowie andmore.
There was no way amonster of any kind couldn’t enjoy themselves at this once a year graveyardsmash.
Not even the greatDracula could sit still when there was a plethora of fresh blood on tap.
Needless to say anymonster who was anything was pouring into the place like grubs to a freshlyburied body and rising figuratively (and literal) hell.
And yet here ____was, clutching his arm and eyes down in shame. What shame could she have?Regardless of how dated and tattered her wedding dress was _____ lookeddistinguished and fashionable.
Her hair not yetrotted fully from her skull, her skin still encasing what was left her putridguts, all four limbs, no spider infestations, both eyes intact, and one weedhad taken root in her shoulder (refused to be pulled out without hurting her) andpossessed most of her teeth.
By all zombiestandards _____ was gorgeous and yet here she is; cowering like she was theugliest thing to walk the earth and Mycroft has seen the ugliest thing to walkthe earth-the infamous demon who goes by many names and torments so many, JamesMoriarty.
Coming to theirreserved seats near the most celebrated monsters of all history Mycroft sitsher down with hand on top of hers and asks most gently, “______, what’s wrong?I thought you said that you wanted to attend this year?”
She doesn’t look himin the eye. If anything ____ keeps her head down as she regards the passinghaunts from the thin material of the veil. “I’m just…worried,”_____ trails offnervously watching as the thing from the Swamp Thing is attempting to down anentire keg of children’s tears in one go and surrounded by his biggest fans.
“_____,” Mycrofttries again, this time taking her fragile face between his cold hands, “____,please my dear, tell me what has you so afraid?”
Ripping her attentionaway from the Swamp Thing just as he hurls the contents of the keg on some poordark elf, ____ focuses on him solely.
Her voice is smalland soft and had it not been for Mycroft’s newest set of ears from Bulgaria hemight not have heard it amongst the ear-shattering howls and blood-curdlingshrieks. “I just…I just feel so inferior to you,” she mumbles and makes asweeping motion toward him. “Just look at you, you’re part of the Frankensteinlegacy with your imported parts, silver threads, wealth and good looks-I’m justa zombie bride killed by a man who only wanted my dowry without putting up withme. I’m one of the lowest forms of monster on the totem pole. I have no real scaringcredibility beyond haunting that small B&B whenever I feel I have theenergy to do so.”
Head falling from hisgrasp _____ slumps more against her seat. “If anything coming here just made merealize that you could find someone better. Someone more established and youknow,” she gestures to herself, “prettier.”
Mycroft frowns insuch a way that one would think if it was any tighter the stitching might popand hit some poor unfortunate soul looking to get down before returning totheir eternal slumber in the ground.
“How can you say thatabout yourself? There is no one in this room that I find more attractive,” hedeclares, his voice a boom compared to his dignified style. It freaks Mycroft abit, but as a Frankenstein Holmes there was only so much of his inheritance hecould control.
______, after allthose years together is not shaken. Pointing to the crowd making their way infront of them she says accusingly, “Oh and you don’t think that they aren’tmore posh than me?”
Coincidentally, ____had picked the worst bunch as it consisted of the Legendary Medusa, the SexySuccubus Irene Adler and the classy Morticia Adams. There was no fool amongthem that would dare imply that they were not attractive for fear of beinglynched within an inch of their afterlife by the other monsters in attendanceand then played with by the scorned women.
Turning back to _____Mycroft is quick to offer, “If it will make you believe I will tell them I findtheir presence an eyesore.”
Eyes widen and pulse(or what passed for one) quickened as ____ lunged to keep Mycroft seated and handhastily covering his mouth she whispers, “No! You fool! Keep quiet or they’llhear you!”
A slow glance towardthe mentioned grip has your dead heart skip a beat they fringing interest inyour direction but thankfully, no action was taken.
Carefully removingher hand and the closeness that they had by scooting her chair away from him_____ huffs at him. “You could’ve gotten yourself ripped limb from limb withthat statement,” ____ complains.
Trying to diminishthe distance Mycroftt scoots closer. “It would have been worth it if youfinally realized you’re the only one for me.”
_____ tries (tries)to ignore how the statement made her stomach twist like a small rodent had onceagain taken up residence within it and tried (TRIED) to play it off. “A fat lotit would’ve have done me if you were torn to shreds.”
Giving ____ no roomto argue Mycroft manages to grab ____’s arm and with a forcefully mannerstates, “Come on, get up. I’m going to introduce you to the elite circle of themonster world as my lady until you recognize your worth to me.”
“Mycroft I don’t wantto!”
“Come on, _____.”
“Mycroft no!”
Even with gentleststrength of the Frankenstein family Mycroft made the mistake of pulling off____’s arm.
“Oh my…”
“Uh-oh”
“_____, I didn’t meanto-”
Embarrassed andmissing an arm _____ fled to the public restroom with many ghastly eyesfollowing her as the door was slammed shut.
Finding the fartheststall from the door _____ barricaded herself with her corpse and cried her eyesout. Losing a limb was the human equivalent of a wardrobe malfunction of theworst kind for zombies.
I can’t believe him.Why…why would he do that to me?
But alas, as muchas____ wanted to have a good cry the public restrooms were of course, publicmeaning every witch and monster was passing through and listening in.
There was thetap-tap-tap of some very pointed shoes that stopped at her stall and after apause, a soft knock.
“Hello?”
“Use a differentstall,” _____ snapped wiping away the snot from her face, “I’m busy in here.”
The shadow is stillthere hovering before the door and it makes her anxious.
“I SAID, USE ANOTHERSTALL,” _____ yells to see the shadow quaked for a moment but not disappear.
Deciding that onlyway to remove the nuisance from the door was to scarce them ____ ripped openthe door to find a human clutching a well-worn book and a face drenched in afair amount of unease.
A mousy sort of womanwith great red hair and clothes that look rather out of place with her youthfulvisage.
Not forgetting thestupidity that came from being alive, ______ bodily drags her into the stallwith her and demanded furiously in a hushed tone, “What in the devil’s goodname is a mortal like you doing at a party infested with monsters?”
The human looksrather offended as she shakes off her hands and pushed ____ back against thedoor. “I’m not just a human, I’m a necromancer,” she explains tightly, “and Icame to help you on behalf of my brother-in-law.”
“Yourbrother-in-law?”
Looking rather tiredof explaining she elaborates, “Well, Mycroft isn’t my brother-in-law yet, butSherlock and I have been talking about dates that would work for ustheoretically. I personally don’t care when it happens as long as it happens inmy lifetime to have kids that we can pass my craft onto, or at least have somemore relatives other than the Frankenstein’s- oh! I’m babbling again!”
Wiping her hand onher skirt the woman extends her hand in the cramped restroom stall. “Hello, I’mMolly Hooper and hopefully become Molly Holmes Frankenstein before the end ofthis decade,” as chipper as you please.
It was a bitunnerving since a human like her could rip a zombie out of the ground at herleisure but ____ not about to cow to anyone else tonight. “I’m not going outthere,” _____ determinedly stated, “Everyone saw what happened to me and I’mnot about to become the laughing stock again for the amusement of the elites.”
“Oh, I promise honey.No one was laughing at you,” came a bone tingling and heart stopping voice frombeyond the stall.
Peering carefullythrough the cracks in the door to find its owner and if _____ had any moreblood in her system it would run cold at the sight of succubus Irene Adlerleaned up against the sink to watch the door.
The sight is soshocking that ____ nearly sends Molly backwards into the toilet had it not beenfor the handicap bar at the side.
Irene’s laugh is lowand deadly. “Don’t worry my delicious meat puppet; I already know that Mr.Holmes isn’t found of me.”
“And that includesSherlock too,” Molly adds in tersely but the succubus only giggles. “Whateveryou say you delicious little snack,” Irene says in a way that even _____ canfeel the heat radiating off of Molly but that was just a taste of a succubus’power.
Good thing it doesn’twork on zombies.
Feeling Molly pushher forward _____ stumbles from the stall to see more additions.
A vampire, a witch, the grim reaper and even aSelkie although Molly’s eyes are only on Irene glaring menacingly as the sexdemon smiles lavishly.
The vampire is thefirst to break the tension between them by saying, “Mary here. You’re not theonly one to think you aren’t good enough. We all have our issues. Hell, I’m avampire married to a werewolf named John and we’re expecting soon. Everyone inmy family claims it’s going to be an abomination and not in a good way.”
“Even I, Anthea thegreat witch of the north, have issues trying to live my life with my boyfriendan arch angel. Everyone keeps telling us it’s not going to work out andhonestly? That lame tag is getting on my last wart.”
“Don’t you mean nerve?”
“I said what I said.”
The Selkie comesforward with a curt introduction of “It’s Sally and don’t ask for surnames and I think you can all gatherhow hard it is for me to find love when that bitch Anderson has my pelt. Ican’t sleep with anyone else, I don’t have time for myself and worst of all hedoesn’t have the basic respect to acknowledge me as a being rather than anobject. In retrospect, you’ve got the package deal.”
And indeed it doesmake ____ feel like shit for feeling bad to which Molly is quick to recover with“But we all have our own problems that are equally important.”
“You mean we all haveour crosses to bear,” Irene says pointedly at Mary who starts to glare daggers.
“You know if I wasn’tpregnant I would kill you,” Mary remarks coldly.
“Go ahead mommavampire. I’m always up for pregnancy sex. All those hormones make it rough andwild,” the succubus encourages with a naughty smile despite the glowing redeyes and bared fangs.
“The point being”Molly says as she redirects ____’s attention from the showdown, “is thatsomeone like Mycroft would never waste his time sitting around in a dumpy ditchjust for anybody, demon lord or zombie.”
“Yeah, and if hedidn’t think you weren’t the tops, Holmes wouldn’t have brought you here unlikesome mortal prick who won’t even introduce you to his daughter.”
“Besides, you kidsall think of things too seriously,” comments the grim reaper. “Back in my daythe only thing you had to worry about is dying of preventable diseases and notbirthing a son. I sleep with all the mortals I can and no one bats an eye. Youwon’t believe how good they can become in the sack if they think it will savetheir lives. It won’t but it’s still funny. Why, I even hooked up with someyoung Florida drug lord not a few weeks ago. Nice man and had this great big-”
“MRS. HUDSON,”screeched Molly followed by Sally’s “Please don’t” and Irene’s “Give me thejuicy details later.”
Rubbing her face andtaking a breath Molly says exasperated, “The whole reason we’re here is to helpyou understand that you don’t have a reason to be so self-conscious about yourrelationship with Mycroft. We’re monsters. It’s gonna be weird no matter what.”
“Speak for yourselfsweetheart because I still have you booked fifty-three years from now,” Mrs.Hudson says knowingly.
“I told you, I’mgoing to change my fate,” Molly bites back and by now Mary if shooing ____ outthe restroom door before she’s used as a weapon and is greeted with Mycroftsitting dejectedly at their table caressing her arm.
It’s a short walk butit feels like a mile as ____ approaches the table. Mycroft’s ears catch thenoise and he offers a sheepish smile.
“Need a hand?”
“That didn’t work thefirst time and its not working now,” ____ replies but there’s no bite there,but the ghost of a smile. A lie that no one believes.
“Listen, ____, I’msorry I pushed you.”
“No, Mycroft, itsfine. I was being stupid and overreacted,” _____ apologizes only to be pulledinto Mycroft’s lap. “______, you should never feel like you aren’t worthy of meas I feel vastly inferior to you when you unleash your love upon me, thepatched up corpse that I am.”
“Put you’re aFrankenstein-”
“I’m an overly tallrotting meat doll wearing a suit that has the strength of twenty men and thebrain of a dead scholar. I’d hardly call that different from you my dear.”
Then taking out theemergency thread and needle from his suit pocket and begins to mead _____’sarm. “To be honest I was more excited to have you attend the Monster Mashfestivities as an excuse to introduce you to my makers,” Mycroft saysconversationally.
“You said that theirspirits were condemned to only haunt the family estate for their crimes againstGod,” _____ says aghast as he punctures through a rather sensitive spot on thearm.
“Well, you knowHalloween night gives a lot of monsters extra power to wander where they like,”Mycroft admits, “I just told them that we would be here and they were rather excited.”
“Do you think they’rein here right now,” _____ questions excitedly as Mycroft finishes the last ofthe stitching.
“They said that theywould be hanging around the Frankenstein tables for us. If we’re fortunate wecan probably catch their eye as you are a rather fetching specimen of a ghastlyghoul,” he says before pressing a kiss to the reattached arm and ushering ____to stand up.
Offering his armagain Mycroft says, “Shall we?”
Moments from takingher beloved’s arm the Bee Gees start playing some cords that make even Mycroft’sblueish face turn white.
“Oh no.”
“Oh no what,” _____questions. All it was the beginning of one of their most popular songs, StayingAlive.
From the stage of thepreform as the first course was being belted out there’s fire and brimstonecovering it until a shout of, “What’s up my monsters and bitches!”
“We need to leave,”Mycroft insists.
“Why?”
An announcer takes overthe sound as he presents the figure coming out of the smoke,“Ladies, ghouls,goblins and the undead-please give a warm welcome to hell’s number one soulstealing and mortal tormenting one and only James Moriarty!”
“Didja miss me,” thesmall man asks giving a devilish smile that causes uproar in the crowd.
“On second thought wecan visit your parents later,” _____ concedes as Mycroft leads her through thecrowd and to the safety of the cool cemetery outside.
Resting on anabandoned tombstone the pair watches the sky for bats and evil spirits untilthe last minutes of Halloween pass by.
“There’s no creatureon earth or hell I would rather spend my undead life with than you,” Mycroftconfesses as a pack of bats swarm and take down a large bird stupid enough tofly the skies at this time of night.
Resting her head (andignoring how it feels like falling off) ______ agrees, “And I would rathersuffer living again than be parted from this eternity with you.”
The last chords ofthe Monster Mash are played and the ghost and ghouls run away before the firstrays of November can hit their bodies but Mycroft and ___ have already longgone to their eternal slumber beneath the dirt together, where no one can behurt.
Mycroft assistant/crush putting a filled out marriage certificate onto his desk and being like "Sign it." with a perfectly blank expression. As for the reason why...Maybe she's a temporary immigrant? Or she has to get married to gain her inheritance?Was given an ultimatum by her parents that she has to ger married by a certain date or she has to marry a man they choose for her and she completely despise? ~ Deary
It is pretty short :/
“What’s this?”
“Just sign it Mycroft, for me.”
Sighing staring at you surprised with this sudden task, reading over the paper as you wait while gazing some other direction
Slowly getting more flustered as he reads down its contents, is this your way of proposing to him?
Looking back up to you, folding his hands together ontop of his desk asking you to explain
“I was given a due date Mycroft. If I don’t find a suitor my parents are going to force a marriage of me and a complete disgrace.” A serious expression sitting on both your faces
You continue on, a small exhale obvious “I understand if you don’t want to, it’s a long shot. I don’t have anyone else to turn to though..” your sentence trailing off as you watch Mycroft look down and start scribbling down on the line of the paper
Dropping the pen turning to look at you with a slight smile, “i would be glad to help, y/n.”
Those words pulling the corners of your mouth into a smile
Joyfully hugging Mycroft over his desk with repeating ‘thank you’ s
Slowly but surely Mycrofts arms wrap around you as well, patting your back while laughing a bit
Mycroft wouldn’t allow you to endure a life where you’re with someone you don’t love, a life without him.
