(I made it so where Cain doesn't go to school, but I can change that if you think that'd be more ineteresting idk)
Cain wanted to keep with the pace of Virgil so that when they finished eating, they could excuse themselves at the same time and Cain wouldn't have to leave him unsupervised. However, Virgil seemed to be eating awfully slowly. He seemed to dislike having to eat human foods.
Cain briefly wondered what meals Virgil actually did enjoy, but he shook the thought away, knowing the answer would probably give him nightmares. Cain then covertly steals some of Virgil's breakfast to try and lighten the load for him.
Abel, of course, notices this, and begins to tell Ms. Wilson. "Mom-" Abel starts.
"Oh no," Cain says, pushing his plate to the ground, the sound of glass shattering fills the room. Abel glares at Cain. "Oh my!" Ms. Wilson says, standing to go and fetch a broom.
(I'm not sure which would be better.. Having Virgil attend a school with him might be fun, especially if it's a religious/private school, but it would also take a lot of brain power... I think I'll leave it up to you on this one LOL)
Virgil watched as Cain took some of the food off of his plate to help ease the amount of food he'd have to eat. Again, a hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. This human had no knowledge of what the demon's intentions were, and yet, he was sticking his neck out to help him. He appreciated the sentiment.
His smile turned into a grin when Cain accidentally shoved his plate onto the floor. He had gotten so worked up by Abel that he had carelessly placed his hands where they didn't belong. Virgil quietly pushed himself away from the table, carefully scooting his chair back and rising.
"It was an accident, Abel," Virgil said calmly, attempting to get eye contact with the other boy. "Why do you have such an angry expression, hm?"
(Shiiii- uh Idk. He's still a teenager, maybe he has a part time job or he volunteers somewhere)
With Ms Wilson gone, looking for the broom, the three boys finally had their chance to dive straight into whatever words they were holding back from each other. Abel turned to Virgil, still glaring.
Abel stands to meet Virgil's eye, even though Virgil's taller. "Oh, I'll tell you why. We barely know you, but somehow Cain has swindled my mother into letting you stay here. And, honestly, I just quite simply don't like you," Abel said, whisper-yelling at the demon. "I also don't believe your story so easily," Abel says, crossing his arms challengingly.
Cain stands up, too. "Abel, stop this nonsense. Are you mad at him because of some stupid brotherly rivalry that has nothing to do with him or something? I've never done anything to you. Quit being a baby," Cain retorts.
Abel storms away, just as Ms Wilson comes in, holding a broom. "I'm excusing myself," Abel says without a glance back.
(That could work! Volunteering could be REALLY good, actually. I can see him volunteering for his church or smth and having Virgil cause problems--)
Virgil never got the chance to talk back to Abel. Just as Cain started to retort back, Ms. Wilson re-entered the room with a broom in hand. The demon could tell that Abel was absolutely furious; the way that he held himself and stomped out of the dining room was more than enough.
He straightened himself up, adjusting his shirt collar. It was probably for the best that Abel took off before Virgil had the chance to say anything. If the demon had been allowed to talk back, he might have accidentally said something rude; he didn't want Abel to hate him. Not yet.
"Would you like help with that, Ms. Wilson?" Virgil asked, turning to her and giving her a warm smile. "I feel bad that you're the one who feels obligated to clean that mess.. It was practically my fault, after all. I scared poor Cain, and it made him knock his plate."
"Tsk, teenagers," Cain's mother says, looking at Abel walk away with a small disapproving shake of her head. "Don't know what's gotten into him lately," She says to Virgil, "Sorry about his difficulty."
Cain was still a little red in the face, not only from anger at his stupid brother, but also from embarassment of lashing out in front of Virgil. It made him all the more confused, because why'd Cain have to care about what the demon thought of him, anyway? He turns to his mom, just as she was about to hand the broom to Virgil.
"Actually, mom, you don't have to worry about it at all. I'll help Virgil clean the mess, it's my responsibility too," Cain says. She nods and gives him a one armed hug. "Since you're in such a volunteering mood, wash the dishes while you're at it, dear," Ms. Wilson smiles slyly as she gives Cain the broom. He says a quick yes ma'am as she walks off, probably upstairs to work. Ms. Wilson worked from home, on her desktop computer.
(He can. I'm 17 and I "have" a car... My parents are paying for it and its under their name, but I get to use it once I get my license. Cain seems like a reasonable teenager. I can see his mom helping him pay for a car.)
"It's totally fine, ma'am. Everyone has bad days sometimes. I hardly blame your son for that." Virgil cleared his throat, glancing down at the mess.
He listened to the exchange between Cain and his mother, quietly placing his hands behind his back. When she finally left the room, he raised his head, turning his complete attention to Cain.
"Give me that," Virgil said, holding out his hand. "I saw you take food off of my plate, and I saw the look your brother gave you.. It's best that I clean this up. You accidentally dropped it at my expense." He paused, licking his lower lip. "You do realize that I can eat just fine, right? I was lost in my thoughts, that's all.. You didn't need to help me with the portions."
(Reasonable up until he summoned the ancient demon xD)
Cain was completely taken aback by how Virgil seemed resolute on actually cleaning the mess. He'd assumed that it was all a show for his mother.. Cain held onto the broom, though.
"Sorry for causing such a scene," Cain starts after Virgil finishes, "I knew you could eat, you had told me earlier, but I just wanted to make it a little easier since you obviously didn't enjo- or well, maybe you weren't used to human food," Cain says, bowing his head apologetically.
"Anyway, it doesn't matter anyway," Cain says, clearing his throat, "I dropped the plate, I'm sweeping."
(ahahaha yeah, his family is probably going to disown him once they discover THAT)
The demon stared intensely at Cain, still holding his hand out for the broom. It appeared that the young boy was going to refuse to allow him to assist in cleaning the mess. With no other option, Virgil slowly lowered his hand, sighing and looking away from Cain and the mess altogether.
"You don't need to apologize, Cain. There will be many more scenes in the distant future, and this one is the least of my worries. You just need to be more mindful next time, that's all.." He leaned against the back of his chair, gazing off into the space before him.
"Your brother is a problem, you know," Virgil said after a moment of silence, glancing over his shoulder at the boy. "What are your plans to handle him and his attitude, hm? Remember, I can't do anything for seven days, and we're not even halfway through this first one."
(Not if they disown him for being a big gay first! Also I just reread most of this, Cain's dad works as a priest at the church)
Cain begin to sweep as Virgil lowered his hand. He made sure to get all the pieces, he certainly wouldn't want anyone to trip and cut themselves later. "There's always a need to apologize," Cain says as he does this, "You may be a ... well, yknow.. but that's no excuse to treat you any differently."
Cain had to admit, he was downright terrified at first.. and if Virgil switched to his Tirnarok form, he'd quite possibly lose his s--- and be terrified again. One thing's for certain, though, Cain decided that he'd have to accept Virgil and all the consequences and difficutlies that came along with him.
"My brother won't be a problem, I'll just have to talk to him," Cain replies to the demon. "He's always had tensions with me, ever since we entered high school. Nothing big," Cain says as he opens a cabinet to get the dustpan.
(Imagine being gay AND summoning a demon.. I can just see them passing out from shock. Ahh, that makes sense. :') Can't wait to meet him!)
Virgil studied Cain's expression. When he realized that the boy was being one hundred percent serious, he sighed, crossing his arms. "Whatever you say, Cain," he said, watching as he cleaned up all of the plate shards. It wasn't worth arguing with him over something so trivial.
"Are you sure that's all it is? He had a rather odd look on his face when he spoke to me. I have a feeling that he doesn't like either of us.." Virgil paused, licking his lips. "Perhaps we'll both have to speak to him at some point."
As Cain retrieved the dustpan, Virgil continued to stare at the shards. Out of habit, he slowly pointed a finger at the pile, snapping his fingers. Nothing happened. Wrinkling his nose, he quickly crossed his arms again, looking away. Having his powers now would have been useful, but alas; the demon could only use them after a week had passed. It hadn't even been a full day yet. Virgil would have to fix that part of his contract once the month was over.
(I didn't say this earlier, but I'll say it now: you can totally control Cain's parents if you want ;0 leave Abel and their sister to me though)
Cain comes back and bends down to sweep the shards into the dustpan. He didn't seem to notice Virgil's thanos snap and proceeds with the conversation. "Maybe it's just me being hopeful, but I'm assuming that he doesn't like you because he's not used to you yet," he bites his lip as he ponders this.
"But if you're gonna speak to him, then of course I'll have to accompany you," Cain says. He couldn't believe he'd said that, to a demon of all creatures. Where had this confidence come from? Maybe somewhere deep down Cain knew that he didn't have much else to lose. And aside from the slightly obscene comments and threats of destruction, Virgil hadn't done anything majorly bad or chaotic.. yet. As soon as Virgil got his powers Cain couldn't imagine the horrors he would have planned.
With these thoughts in mind, his confidence had dwindled away again. "O-Or maybe we shouldn't talk to him at all, I mean it's not a big deal or anything.."
(Alright! I'll probably control his dad to make a future scene easier on me haha)
Virgil rolled his eyes, stopping to glance at his nails. "Not used to me yet? He already had breakfast with me close to him. Hell, I prayed in the same room as him. How much more time does he need? Your mother seems to love me already.." He looked up from his nails, staring intently at Cain.
"See, I don't think that's the best idea," he said, dropping his arms. "If I'm going to talk to him, I have to do it alone. Think of it like an.. Animal. If there's only one predator, he'll feel safe. Like he can.. Run out of the situation at any time. But if there's two, he'll feel threatened. And he'll definitely know something is up."
Virgil paused again, pursing his lips. He could see the way that Cain seemed to deflate as he continued. "It is a big deal. If we don't get him under control now, he's going to get nosy. And I for one don't want to be pestered by your brother during the month I'll be here."
Cain picks up the dustpan and pours the glass fragments into a small trash bag as Virgil explains how it would be bad for them to talk to Abel at once. He frowns in dismay, because he knows that Virgil is right.
"I guess that's one way to put it.. you're pretty good at analogies," Cain remarks. It was a weird compliment, one that only someone like Cain could make sound genuine. He throws the trash bag into the trash bin as he walks into the kitchen to wash dishes.
"I've been meaning to ask about the month thing.. like, why is it only a month? What kind of powers are you gonna have in a week?" Cain asks loudly as he runs the water, assuming that Virgil didn't follow him. He loved being able to do chores, as crazy as that sounds coming from a teenage boy. Doing things with his hands made for an easy distraction. Distractions from things like.. the demon, in the next room. Or the fact that Cain missed his sister, and his brother despises him, and his parents are overbearing a--holes.
"Being around your kind every few centuries makes it rather easy to learn how to handle them.. It also means that I know how you will act towards a particular thing." Virgil smiled fondly, reminiscing one of his past visits on Earth. "Analogies are rather simple when you look at the larger picture, Cain."
Virgil followed Cain into the kitchen, humming softly to himself. When the boy posed his questions, the demon's smile grew. He wandered over to some free space close to Cain, leaning against the counter and watching him.
"A month is the only amount of time that I need to learn new information and cause whatever mayhem I've formulated in my mind... While I do adore Earth and its creatures, I don't think I'd stand a chance being here any longer than that." He paused, starting to trace shapes against the smooth surface. "Cain.. Didn't you read any part of the information on-- Hm, I guess not, huh? You did say that you had no clue what you were summoning..."
Virgil spun around, resting his lower back against the counter. He sighed, closing his eyes and leaning his head back. "You'll see it all. Trust me."
Cain enses up when Virgil comes up from behind and leans on the counter next to the sink. His heart races as he realizes how Virgil is in close proximity to him. Cain doesn't know if it's because he's nervous about being close to a demon, or for.. another reason.
"I-In my defense, the website was very vague. I mean, the picture of the instructions, the grammar, it all appeared as if a kid found some old book in their attic and wanted to share the instructions to summon a demon online. The coding was elementary to say the least," Cain had to stop himself before he went on a whole rant about the quality of the website.
When Virgil spun to his back, Cain sucked in a breath. "I'll trust you for as long as you deserve it," Cain says decisively, focusing back on the dishes. There weren't many, luckily for him.
He wanted desperately to just sit and ask more questions, but after washing the dishes Cain supposed that he could take Virgil out and show him around. Later he wanted to go to the church, maybe he could introduce him to his dad. Cain couldn't keep putting it off, might as well get it over with and all. Still, it made him nervous just thinking about it.. his dad was worse than his mom, way too overbearing. His hands began to shake as he scrubbed the plates.