Tintin finally got to the front steps of Anais's house, it was big. He tightened his tie and gently knocked on the door, he waited patiently. Alice ran to open the door, "Good mornin!" she chirped, her happiness quickly turned sour when she saw that it was him, "yOU!!!" she raged, the poor boy gave her a look of unease, she quickly slammed the door on him. Running and yelling was all that was heard, the door quickly opened again. Mr. and Mrs. Jasper were standing in front of the boy, "You..." Mr. Jasper growled. Tintin felt uneasy as he looked into Randal's eyes. "You're the boy Anais is friends with!" the man's stone face turned into a smile, he slowly eased a bit as he saw the smile inch its way across the mans face. Tintin and the man continued to talk, he noticed Mrs. Jasper closely. Her eyes were cold as ice, as if she didn't want him to be here. Randal looked to his wife and laughed, "Don't mind her," he started and poked her cheek, "She's just overprotective of our daughter."
"You're the boy who shot my baby." she hissed, Tintin jumped and twitched. He saw that Mrs. Jasper was smiling crazily, it scared him. Footsteps came from behind them and everyone turned to see what it was, Anais was standing tall and confident in a dress. "Mother, father," she started, her voice was like a piano, "I'm ready."
She was beautiful, Tintin blushed at the sight of her. The Jaspers ran up to the girl and embraced her tightly, smothering the angel with hugs, "Anais!!!" her mother cooed, "You look so beautiful!" her father nodded in agreement. Anais flushed softly and hugged her parents back, she looked to her friend and smiled, "You ready?" Tintin snapped out of his daze and nodded when Alice came running to the door.
"Young mistress!" she huffed, "Is that the dress I made for you?"
"Why yes," the angel replied, "Its very pretty and I can tell that you worked very hard on making this dress." she smiled at the maid who blushed and smiled back awkwardly. Anais said her goodbyes to her parents and left with Tintin, her parents waved goodbye and watched her walk off with the boy, sending the poor boy glares. "So," he finally said after 2 minutes of walking, "Those are your parents?" the girl nodded happily, "They...Seem like nice people." he chuckled awkwardly.
"Yeah," she rolled her eyes, "But they can be overprotective a lot, especially towards me. They know I'm an angel but yet they care because I'm their baby, their child." As Tintin heard these words, his heart sank... Anais was an angel but yet she loved like a human....
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Tintin: The Broken Pieces
FanfictionThis is a sequel to my previous Tintin fanfic (i don't know how to make a sequel using wattpad because i could not find the settings thingy). Tintin and Anais head to a party to celebrate the angel's arrival but then things take a turn and Tintin en...