User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Lamia Bomberman666

Prompt: Ransom

Alright, need to think. The lamia has her tail wrapped around me, then holds the phone up to my ear.

"He want's to talk to you." She says.

"Son, you need to listen to me. I can't let her anywhere near me or your mother. So, I'm gonna have to ask you to take one for the team and handle her." I can't believe what I'm hearing.

"You can't be serious?" I ask.

"Sorry, son, but this is how it has to be done." I just groan, and the lamia gives me a curious look, pulling the phone away.

"Why do I think I know what you said?" A few moments of talking and she sighs, nodding. "Okay, yeah, I guess that makes sense... goodbye." She hangs up and sighs, looking at me. "So... he left you to me." I nod, processing it. "You going to be okay?"

I look up at her, and she genuinely looks upset, and I sigh.

"I guess we both got dissapointed here, huh?" I ask, getting a soft chuckle from her.

"I mean, if he's willing to give you up just to keep me away, I really shouldn't be upset, but...."

"You've been chasing him for years, just please don't be angry, I'm still wrapped up over here." She looks at me, and unwinds her tail around me.

"I'm not angry, just... I don't know." She waves at me, slinking away. "I'm not really in the mood for it right now, so..."

I just sigh. "Does that mean I can go? Or am I stuck here until you come back?" She stopped for a moment, thinking.

"I'll let you go. And hope you're not the coward your father is." With that she leaves the room, leaving the door open behind her. I considered just bolting back home and yelling at my dad, but decided to give my kidnapper some consolation, seeing as she'd apparently just had her heart broken.

Walking upstairs out of the basement I find her, crying in the living room. I sigh and walk over to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. She jumps and looks at me, eyes wide.

"Y-you're still... here?" I nod, sitting next to her.

"Call me a softie, I can't stand to see someone sad." She smiles at me, wiping her eyes.

"Thank you. You know I spent years after your father, hoping if I was persistent enough he'd at least let me talk." she chuckles sadly "Guess I came on too hard."

"Considering he called you his long term stalker? Yeah, maybe a little." She shakes her head.

"So, what did he have to say about me? Was I some kind of demon, ruining his life? Or just a minor nuisance he learned to avoid?"

"Eh... somewhere in between. He definitely worried about you, but it wasn't something that he couldn't live with." She nods, leaning against me.

"Maybe it was for the best." She says, still teary eyed. "I mean, he was so handsome and cunning, but I guess he was also a real jerk." She looked at me, smiling. "I mean, who would leave their own son to someone they hated?" She leans in and kisses me on the cheek.

"At least you're kinder." She says, wrapping herself around me.

"Can I ask a favour?" I ask, getting a nod. "If we're going to do this, can you take me on a date first?" Her eyes widened and she pulled back.

"I-I, you, um... o-of course! Dinner, tonight! I know just the place." Like that she was off of me, suddenly full of energy.

"Um, one more thing?" She stopped to look at me. "Could you take me home? Because I'm not sure where we are." She blushed, suddenly remembering how I ended up in her house.

"R-right, sorry, sure thing." She takes me home, absolutely ecstatic at the prospect of going out on a date with someone. We pulled up outside my house, I got out and she said she'd be back around six to pick me up. As she drove off my mother burst out of the house, pulling me into a tight hug.

"Oh, I was so worried about you."

"Glad someone was." I muttered.

"She didn't do anything to you, did she?" She asked.

"No, not after..." I remembered who I was talking to, and figured I'd keep what was said private. "well, I have a date tonight." Her eyes widen.

"You WHAT?!" My dad stepped outside, looking at me like I was mad. "Is that how you got her to let you go? Ha, cunning as your old man I see." He slapped me on the shoulder, and I was quick to brush it off.

"I need a shower." I said as I went inside.

I spent most of the afternoon trying not to scream at my dad, but when she pulled up outside both my parents were trying to stop me.

"Look, you got away, you don't need to actually go through with this." My dad said, and I just shook my head.

"Well, unlike you, I'm not going to go back on my word." He looked at me like I was crazy.

"Excuse me? She was stalking me for years! Did you forget she kidnapped you!" I nodded.

"Yeah, and she let me go without a problem, she was sad as hell after whatever you told her, and I'm not going to leave her out there on her own." I stepped towards the door.

"You go out with that woman, and you're not coming home." I turn around to see my dad with a serious look on his face.

"D-dear, please...."

"Fine. If that's what you want. See ya." I stepped outside.

I could hear my mother yelling at him as I walked away from the house, and it may have been the fact I was still pissed at him that had me hoping she'd walk out too, I mean. he was a coward, but not a huge asshole.

I got into the car, the lamia looking at me with pure excitement.

"I can't believe I'm finally going on a date." She muttered.

"Yeah... I may need a place to stay." She stopped the car and looked at me.

"Wait... what?" I sighed and explained what had happened, ending with the ultimatum I'd been given. She sighed too.

"I'm sure your mum will be able to calm him down. I can't believe I spent over two decades chasing that douche." I chuckled, thinking about how he'd react to the comment.

We pulled up at a nice restaurant, and went straight to the counter.

"Table for two, please." The lamia said with a smile. The man just nodded and directed us to our table.

"Um, so... I never got your name." Her eyes widened and she blushed furiously.

"Oh, right, I'm so sorry. My name's Lucia. I just completely forgot, since I knew your name and... now it's creepy." I just laugh.

"You've been stalking my father since before I was born, I think it's fair if you know my name." She smiles, but still ducks her head.

"Well, it's still creepy, you know? What if all this is just some really bad stockholm syndrome?" I shrug, putting a hand over hers.

"At least you're pretty." She looks up at me and smiles.

"Flatterer." I smile back, and a waitress comes up to us.

"And what can I get you two?" We both placed our orders, I was pretty easy to please with some chicken and she ordered a steak. We continued to talk between bites, enjoying the evening together.

"Gods, this has been the best night of my life." She sighs as we sit over empty plates.

"I'd almost say the same, except for the fact I found out my dad's an asshole and kicked me out of home." She looks at me sadly, but smiles.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll calm down eventually." I nod. I hope so.

"Yeah, I know you're right, probably. Maybe he dislikes you more thn he let on." That get's her down a bit, but not enough to sour the mood.

"Hey, let's forget about him for a few more minutes, huh? This is about us, now." I nodded in agreement, enjoying myself.

After we left we did swing by my place, where my father was looking out the window at us. As we drove passed my mother was sitting in my room, and waved when she noticed me. At least i could count on her to help me.

We got to Lucia's place before too long.

"Sorry, but I, um... don't have a spare bed." I smile, leaning in and kissing her on the cheek.

"I thought you'd be straight to having me in your bed." She gives me a sly smile.

"Well... I didn't want to scare another man away." I chuckle, looking into her eyes.

" I told you. I just wanted a date before things got serious." Her smile widened, and I could feel the tip of her tail wrapping around me.

"Well, in that case, allow me to show you to the bedroom. I followed her happily, letting the scaled beauty lead me into her room. Once there I was disrobed, thrown onto the bed, and left at her mercy. I woke the next morning, wrapped in warm, soft lamia, Lucia snuggled up against me. I gave her a kiss on the forehead, and her eyes fluttered open.

"Can I have another?" She muttered, leaning into my lips. I gave her a second, much more drawn out kiss on the lips. After several long minutes in bed we got up and she started to make breakfast.

"So, if you're going to be living here, we're going to need to grab your things. Either that, or buy you new clothes, at the very least." I nodded, not liking the idea of walking up to my father again.

We went back to my place, and I grudgingly knocked on the door. Again my mother flew out and wrapped her arms around me, sobbing into my shoulder.

"Oh, my baby!" I put a gentle hand on her back, sighing.

"I know mum, but if this is what dad wants, then this is what he can get." She pulled away, tears still in her eyes.

"So, you're moving out then?" A voice came from the door. Looking up I nodded at my father.

"Yeah, Lucia's really nice. Thanks for being a jerk." My mother slapped me on the head.

"That is no way to talk to your father, no matter how unfair he's being." I give her a long look, before wrapping my arms around her.

"I know mum, and I do love you both. I'm just pissed off at him right now." She quietly chuckles.

"I know, I'll make sure to tell you when he calms down. Probably when he's sick of me growling at him to let you come see us." We both share a laugh as I go and get my things. Mum helps me pack, though she doesn't really help speed up the process at all, and sees me off with a kiss and a hug.

"Now you." She looks at Lucia sternly. "You take good care of my boy, you hear me?" Lucia nods, smiling.

"Of course ma'am. It was a pleasure to meet you." My mother nods in confirmation, before walking back up to the house. As I get into the car Lucia gives my dad a smile and waves, forcing him to close the blinds for the window he's looking out of.

"Heh, he's sore about it." She giggles, taking one hand off the wheel to lay on my thigh. "I like you more anyway." I give her a smile, putting my hand on hers.

"And I love you too."