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Pig shenanigans(Vincent x [MC])

That ask about Vincent's hypothetical pet pig inspired me.

Stuck in a Yandere Visual Novel... HELP!! is made by @pumpkin-spike18

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It never accured to [MC], that he would step into a place like this.

"Welcome to my humble home, [MC]!"

Though the 'home' itself wasn't humble as Vincent stated, it was pretty moderate for the home of a family as rich as Vincent's. [MC] fell silent at the sight before him. Once they stepped through the large, double winged door, he was greeted by a wide staircase leading up to the next upper floor, and a man, who was dressed in a butler suit.

"Greetings, young master!" The older man bowed his head slightly at the taller boy. Then with an emotionless face, he turned to [MC]. "I didn't know we'd have a guest over."

Finally realizing the suddenness of it all, [MC]'s face turned red in embarrassment. Is he going to be a bother for these people? Is it really okay if he's here? What if he damages something? Like accidentally scraping the furniture? Or dirtying the Persian carpet? Or worse, breaking something, they would've wanted to put on an auction, like a century old vase?! He was shaking like a leaf at these thoughts.

Vincent gave a light chuckle at the boy's reaction. His arm found its way around [MC] shoulder, pulling the burnet close, the sudden contact making the shorter boy snap out of his thoughts.

"Bernard, this is [MC], a very good friend of mine. [MC], this is Bernard, my personal butler." As he said this, a chill ran through [MC]'s body. "If you need anything, don't fret to ask him, okay?"

The shorter boy weakly nodded as a reply.

"G-good evening, si-"

But before [MC] could even finish, a loud scream-like noise ran through the house. In fear, [MC] grabbed onto Vincent, greatly surprising the red head. Once the scream died down however, [MC] quickly let go, muttering out an apology.

"WHAT THE F*CK WAS THAT?!" [MC] shouted mentally, another, more gory kind of thought process sprouting in his mind.

Surprisingly, instead of hurrying, thumps, paired with the sound heavy panicked breathing coming from the basement as [MC] imagined, a series of rapid little clip-claps echoed from upstairs, paired with... oinking? Finally, the causer of these confusing noises made an entrance at the top of the stairs.

"William!" Vincent cheered, crouching down, with his arms spread wide open. In an instant, the pink, chubby figure of a piglet dashed against his chest, which Vincent embraced warmly. "Aww, did you miss me that much~?"

[MC] watched the two of them quietly, pondering at the pair before him. The piglet was happily grunting into Vincent's chest, and Vincent stroking its head with great care. Seeing Vincent like this felt so foreign to [MC]. Yet in his chest, it awoke something warm. Subconsciously, a small smile bloomed on his face. Completely unrelated, his face started to feel warmer too.

Vincent, not forgetting about his guest, straightened up, the pink pet still secured in his arms.

"[MC], this is my 'son', Prince William Erik Ferdinand Albert Alfred Gustavo Malfred Minyon Raul de Champagne the 1st!" Seeing [MC]'s stunned face, Vincent quickly added. "...or Will, for short."

[MC] hummed, then gave a light, warm smile at the little animal. "Hi William! It's nice to meet you! Huh?" He exclaimed, pointing at Will's nose. "Is that a little heart there? How adorable~!"

Other than the nose, little heart marks were also present on William's ears, around his eyes, and, like a cutie mark, on both sides on his upper thighs.

Vincent smiled, his teeth glinting in the sunlight. "Oh but, be not fooled!" He continued, lifting William up to his face. "This one right here is a known troublemaker around these parts. A stealer of hearts!" He announced, sounding as if he was scolding the pig. "And also, a thief of anything left on a plate, he he!"

[MC] smiled at Vincent's remarks, looking back at the pink little creature. In turn, it looked back, with its dark, abyssal eyes. Its nose wiggled, head reaching closer to the young boy. At first, [MC] began to extend a hand towards the pig, but quickly decided against it when the pig stretched its head towards him. Noticing this, Vincent lifted the animal to him.

"Don't worry, he doesn't bite. He's a very friendly piggy, right Wills?" Vincent cooed.

The two, [MC] and William, stared at each other for a short moment, then fuelled by a little confidence, [MC] gently reached for the pig's nose, letting it smell his hand. After some happy grunts from Will, [MC] went in, and started petting its head. His fur felt surprisingly soft, but thin.

"Wanna try holding him?" Vincent asked, not waiting for an answer as he placed the piglet into [MC]'s hands. In an instant, William made himself comfortable in the unsure hands of the burnet. As [MC] started scratching the lower part of his back, William let out a series of short, happy grunts.

"See? He already likes you!"

[MC] became more relaxed as the pig breathed slowly and calmly in his hold. "What a good boy." [MC] breathed out. Vincent gazed at [MC], his smile softening at the sight.

"I knew he would belong here."

After a while, Vincent started to feel that perhaps William was taking up a bit too much of [MC] affection and attention.

"Well then!" Vincent broke the moment, clapping his hands together. "I say let's go to my room. It's perfect for studying, plus little Wills here still needs his naps. Come here Will!" But as he reached for the pet, it let out an angry yelp, tucking itself deeper into [MC] arms, leaving both boys shocked.

Confused and unsure, [MC] looked at his host helplessly. "It's okay, I'll just put him onto the ground." But oh, William isn't some weak-willed pig. When the burnet tucked a hand under his belly, the pig gently bit into the sleeves of [MC]'s coat. Vincent let out a loud horrified gasp.

"William! Bad pig!"

In the end, Vincent literally had to tear William off of the poor boy. Thankfully, the coat didn't tear, but it was stained with saliva.

"Bad, very bad pig! I raised you better than this!" Vincent scolded the pet, then turned to his guest.

"[MC], I'm so, so, so sorry! He's never done this before!" With William still in his hand, Vincent pulled out a pristine white handkerchief from his pocket, giving it to [MC], who hesitantly accepted it.

"... t-thanks." He replied, trying to get off as much of the stain as possible. It barely did anything. "... I'll try running it under some water."

Vincent nodded. "I'll show you where the bathroom is." On their way, Vincent kept glaring angrily at William. "Little traitor." He whispered in a stern tone, but William just grunted happily.

With [MC]'s coat drying on the back of the chair in front of Vincent's desk and with William calmly dozing off in his little bed, Vincent and [MC] were on the red head's bed. Vincent lying on his stomach and [MC] sitting sideways, both of them studying chemistry. Turns out, Vincent wasn't as good at raising his grades as he was raising William. Lucky for him, he became friends with a star-student of their high-school.

[MC] wondered how this could even be possible. He had always assumed Vincent had private tutors or that his parents made sure Vincent had his studies as a priority. In the end, [MC] realized that even the fact that Vincent studied at a public school and not some fancy private one is a question not worth prying.

"So, in more simple terms- hey, are you listening?" [MC] called out, snapping the red head out of his daydream.

"Of course! All my attention is reserved for you~!" Vincent replied, a cocky smile widening on his face, resting in his hands, his elbows digging into the soft mattress, while swinging his legs back and forth, giving the picture-perfect image of a schoolgirl from an anime. [MC] let out a tired sigh, turning back to the notebook. "But god, this is really boring." Vincent continued, also sighing tiredly.

"I know, but this is important. Especially since you have a test coming up. So, pay attention!"

Vincent huffed in annoyance, turning to lay onto his back.

"Vincent, come on! I don't have all day, you know." [MC] pleaded, to which Vincent huffed more.

"He's acting like a toddler."

"Why should I even know how to solve a problem like this? I mean look!" Turning back to the notebook, pointing at the unsolved chemical equation. "Why should 'I' know this? It's not like I'll be a chemist or something."

[MC] looked at the irritated boy, petting his back in empathy. "I wholeheartedly understand, but the sooner this is done, the less we'll have to suffer with it."

Vincent looked back at him with puppy eyes, as if it wasn't him who asked [MC]'s help with the subject. Though, with Vincent lying on his stomach, face half buried in his arms, paired with these eyes, he looked more like a helpless kitten. [MC] almost felt his heart melt at the sight (only almost).

"I know!" Jumped up Vincent. "How about we ditch this, and watch a movie?" He continued, with such confidence, [MC] started envy it.

"He's not taking this seriously..."

"Vincent, if you fail this test, you'll have to rewrite it, and then you'll have to suffer with practicing this again. Do you want that?"

Vincent stayed silent for a few seconds.

"Would you help me again if I asked?" He blurted the question out.

[MC] felt his stomach tighten. That question felt a bit dangerous. He didn't know why.

"I-I guess... but only if-"

At that, Vincent flashed a smile.

"Then what am I supposed to be worried about?"

[MC] didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or cry.

"Then why am I even here?" [MC] thought out loud.

"Huh?"

"If you don't care about the grade, then why am I helping you study?" [MC] asked again. Vincent remained silent. Without a proper response, [MC] jumped off the bed, and headed to the bedroom's door. "Tutoring's over."

"It's about time I go home anyway."

Jumping off the bed, the burnet remembered something.

"[MC], wait!" Vincent called out, but the other boy didn't pay much attention to it.

"I almost left without my jacket..."

Quickly turning around, [MC] didn't see Vincent getting off of the bed, and crashed into him, resulting in both of them falling back onto the bed.

"Oof- sorry! I- " [MC] blurted out, before realizing the predicament he was in. Vincent's hip was caged in between his arms, and said young man was staring into his brown eyes, like a surprised baby deer. Face flushed, breathing slow, eyes fixated on each other.

[MC] figured he should stand up and let the man go, but Vincent quickly caught his hand, holding it firmly, but not in a hurting way.

"Please... don't leave yet!" Vincent asked. "I'll take it seriously. Promise! Just... stay a little longer!"

[MC] let a defeated sigh. He really needed to go home, otherwise Newt will think Vincent had kept him prisoner. Plus, he and Leon had plans.

"Vincent, I must go. I could come back another day or-"

From the corner of his eye, [MC] noticed his jacket... moving? It fell off the chair and bolted through the half open door.

"MY JACKET!!" [MC] shouted.

"My god, WILLIAM!!" Vincent joined in.

And thus, the pig hunt began. At first, they couldn't track down where William ran off to. Heck, [MC] didn't even understand why he even stole his jacket.

"I really don't understand what got into him. He's never done this before." Vincent wondered. [MC] continued to look around in the dining area, believing that perhaps William got distracted by hunger.

"Vincent, I'd appreciate it if you helped me here." [MC] replied. Vincent huffed in annoyance.

"Why do you even need to leave? It's not even that late yet." He mumbled. [MC] rolled his eyes.

"Vincent, if you're not helping me, I won't come back anymore." [MC] retaliated. Before Vincent could even move, the familiar grunts of William rang from the room next to the diner.

"He's there!" The burnet exclaimed, rushing towards the sound, Vincent following him close. Lo-and-behold, William was rolling around, playing with the sleeves of the jacket.

"Stop right the-"

Vincent, swiftly and elegantly, rushed to his pet and picked him up.

"Got him!" He cheered, proudly. William shrieked and kicked in his hands, but Vincent's grip was firm on him.

Much like the first time, the jacket was cowered in saliva and... bits of carrot? When did Will have the time to-

"Here. Sorry, it got dirty again... ew." Vincent handed the jacket over, holding Will in one hand, pressing him to his chest. "I could have it washed here and give it back on Monday, if that's fine with you." He offered. This put [MC] in quiet a dilemma. He'd still need a jacket for that outing he had planned with Le-

"I can lend you one of my cloaks. Would that be okay?"

Even the thought shook [MC].

"B-but what if I ruin it?" He stuttered. With a calm smile, Vincent shrugged.

"It's just a piece of fabric. Who cares? You on the other hand could catch a cold without one." With a blush growing on his face, the red head averted his gaze. "I'm more concerned about that."

[MC] felt a quick flutter in his heart.

"Wha- what is this? He's just worried. ...yet-"

"So, when are you coming back to help me study?" Vincent continued. [MC] stared at him in silence. "What? I helped you, and you promised!"

"What a way to ruin the moment, Vincent."

With the warm cloak keeping him warm, [MC] bid goodbye to Vincent.

"Don't forget then! You're mine for the weekend~!" Vincent yelled. [MC] rolled his eyes at him. He was starting to get used to these antics of the red head. With a final wave, [MC] stepped into his house and Vincent signalled to the chauffeur.

As the car pulled up to the front door, a chuckle tried to escape from Vincent's throat. He ran straight up to his room and let it all out. Once done, William trotted over to his owner and snuggled up to his leg. Vincent picked him up into his arms and dig into his pocket. Feeding the pig a few carrot slices he kissed the pet's head.

"Good boy."

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