Title: Typical
Author/Artist: Ariyana
Pairing: Hellboy/Elizabeth Sherman
Fandom: Hellboy
Theme: #14 radio-cassette player
Disclaimer: Hellboy is owned by Mike Mignola, Dark Horse comics and a whole bunch of entities that ain't me.
Rating: [13+] Some Caution
Genre: Humor
Word Count: 465
Notes: This is set after the movie as a matter of fact all the pieces will be in the Hellboy Movieverse instead of the Comicverse.
Summary: Looks are overrated it's what's inside.

 

"Hey Myers, have you seen Liz around?"

"Yeah, she was in the library talking to Abe the last time I saw her." Myers replied before returning to his paperwork.

HB merely nodded and headed out the door toward the library. The muffled sound of music could be heard, as he grew closer to his designation. He grimaced upon realizing what was playing. He really hated Phantom of the Opera, how Liz and Abe could listen to that crap was beyond him. He suppressed a shudder before he entered the room. Liz and Abe were both reading, while the soundtrack for Phantom of the Opera was playing on the cassette player. Hellboy couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Seriously how can you listen to this crap?" he asked shutting the player off.

"HB, I think you're far too critical. I happen to think the music is lovely," Liz replied as HB bend down and pecked her on the cheek.

"It's all crap to me. That whole story is pretty much crap."

"Really, then how come you sympathize with the Phantom?" Abe asked.

"Hey don't go getting psychic with me!" HB snapped, glaring at Abe.

Liz and Abe both laughed at HB's reaction. "Oh I get it, you got upset that Christine chose Raoul over Erik. That's so sweet," Liz said, smiling.

Grumbling Hellboy replied, "Why do the pretty boys always get the girl in the movies?"

"Honestly HB, The Phantom was off his rocker. If he had been sane she probably would have chose him. He may have been an artistic genius but most woman value sanity above all else," Liz said, her tone highly amused.

"What are you complaining about? The Phantom would envy you. Unlike him you got the girl."

"I know that. I'm just tired of all these stories that seem to think that being handsome or beautiful is the answer to happiness. What the hell do looks have to do with anything? They act like looks last forever," HB huffed.

"So you'll still love me when I'm old, gray and wrinkled?" Liz asked playfully.

"Damn straight I will," he replied, quirking an eyebrow at her.

"Oh please, stop with the lovey-dovey moment, I may go into sugar shock," Abe scoffed, earning another Hellboy glare.

Liz merely laughed as she turned the music back on. "Are you going to read with us, Red?"

"Nah, I just wanted to see what you were up too. I'm going to go watch TV," HB said, bending down to kiss Liz on the lips.

"Off to watch Phantom of the Opera again?" Abe teased.

"You're pushing it, Abe." Hellboy warned, before walking off.

Abe waited until HB left before turning to Liz and saying, "He knows he loves that movie."

"I know he's such a closet fan."