Shopping

After Daniel and Jace get everything into the house they meet Michael out in the car which just so happens to be a 2019 Buggati Divo. The boys stop and stare for a moment before getting in. Once inside Michael looks to the back of the car to make sure the boys put on their seatbelt before he starts talking.

"Alright boys, shopping time. You two need clothes, and armor, more than anything else so that's where we will start. I have a few items for you boys at the house once we are done. Let's go."

They pull out of the driveway and head to a mansion. After giving his name to the speaker Michael and the boys are admitted onto the property. They park in a curved driveway and leave the keys to the Bugatti in the ignition. A guy appears out of nowhere and escorts the group inside what they now know is a castle and not just a normal mansion like was previously assumed.

After stepping inside the home the large oak doors slam shut. The boys' eyes widen in surprise as they take in the scene in front of them. The foyer is gigantic. The halls are made of pure Onyx with diamond accents while the floors are made of Rubies and Sapphires. Golden Chalices line the tables and swords are strewn across the walls in mass.

Guards are positioned throughout the castle and maids scurry about to do their job. A man with Golden hair and emerald colored eyes appears before the trio of men. He is dressed in a dark purple tunic with a cape as red as blood. He looks to be no older than 24 but his eyes tell another story, one that contains the wisdom of many millennia.

'Michael, to what do I owe this pleasure?' the man in the cape asks.

"I need armor and clothing for my long lost nephew's... Can you help me, my dearest Uriel? I need them within 3 days. I'm staying in my summer home right now and I would really appreciate it."

The man looks the two boys up and down, appraising them. He circles first Daniel and then Jace. His face contorting every so often in a thoughtful way.

"Yes, my dearest Michael, I can. It's an easy task for me, but I would much rather be fitting you," Uriel says with a wink.

With a snap of his fingers a tailor appears to take both boys' measurements. A sketchpad appears in his left hand and a pen in his right. Sketches appear on the page faster than one can see. His hand moves at the speed of light. Ideas flood his eyes.

After a short moment the sketchpad is filled, back to front, full of outfits for each of the boys. One side for one, one for the other. Both sides are equally as stunning as the other, both black and silver, with electric blue accents. A wardrobe fit for angels of high class.

"I'll have my tailors get to it at once. I'll be by myself in 3 days to drop them of to you, in which I expect to pay in full from you my dear Michael."

"As you wish, my loved one. I will see you again in three days time and this time don't forget the extras. "

After the two lovers kiss, the boys, and a pouting Michael head home in silence.