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01 November 2008 @ 09:12 pm
"Justin's Baby" Chapter 6  
Yep, I'm continuing this too! :)

And also, there's a little election humor in it too.

Title: Justin's Baby
Chapter 6
Pairing: Justin/Brian
Genre: Bad!fic, crack!fic - I dunno - take your pic - I don't really give a shit.
Rating: Mature
Warnings: God, where do I even begin? Sacrilege, demon worship, mPreg, bad language, drugged sex, bad!fic, crack!fic and mentions of the high cost of housing.
Summary: Based very loosely on Rosemary's Baby. Justin gets more than he bargained for when he moves into the apartment of his dreams.

Disclaimers: Don't own Cowlip or the boys. I do believe Mr. Blik could star in his own version of the movie Trilogy of Terror as the evil devil doll.


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Thanks go to fiercediva for the icon and poster. Thank you babe! *smooches*



Chapter 1 - Justin follows a lead
Chapter 2 - Justin Moves In
Chapter 3 - Justin Meets Brian
Chapter 4 - Justin Gets Ready to Eat Dinner
Chapter 5 - Justin Gets a Heavy Dose of the Folks







Note: Remember Mr. Blik? He makes an appearance here. Well, you'll see. And no, he doesn't talk.






Money.

Some people say its the root of all evil.

Other people say it can't buy you love.

Maybe some people and other people can buy a warm plate of food with love but for most people, they would need cold, hard cash.

Or a credit card.

It might be a highly altruistic and enlightened way of thinking, that money wasn't as important as other things, such as say, world peace, might be, but it was certainly needed when buying groceries or finding shelter and something clean to wear.

Without money, its non-virtuous standing aside, we would all be naked, emaciated people living in the streets.

And now wouldn't that be a sight to behold.

That being said, it is an agreed upon fact that money is a necessary evil.

Which is why one Justin Taylor found himself in front of one Professor Bishop's office doorway. His scholarship included tuition, books and any sundry items needed for class, and of course housing and food.

Of course, the amount wasn't that much so he needed to pad his pockets a bit.

So the Institute had found a job for him, working as a teacher's assistant to the professor who was currently in charge of the Cultural Arts Department.

"Do you plan on standing outside in the hallway all day Mr. Taylor," the man announced in a voice that sounded like someone had ground it against fine sandpaper, "or would you like to come in and discuss the terms of our arrangement." The professor put his pen down and looked up at Justin and smiled. "I promise I don't bite, despite what you've been told."

Yes, Justin thought, the stories about the reclusive teacher were quite plentiful in number.

There was the often told tale about how he secretly worked for the FBI finding serial killers because he shared some physic link with them or the one about how he was a hitman for the mob just biding his time until he received the next assignment.

"I take it you're a little wary of me because of the numerous rumors circulating around about me," the professor said while he looked directly at Justin and winked. "Let's see, which one is the current story? Is it the FBI one?"

"Yeah," Justin nodded meekly.

"Uh-huh. At least it's not last year's," the man nodded nostalgically. "I was actually an android built by some team of scientists from the future and I was sent into the present to monitor the current batch of humans to see if they would be compatible for breeding."

Justin laughed. "I haven't heard that one."

"Yeah, that was the best one. Me...an android," the professor chuckled once more while shaking his head. "You'd think that scientists who could build an artificial human would build him to look like Ewan McGregor or something. Professor Bishop at your service Mr. Taylor," he said as he held out his hand to Justin. "Just call me Bishop."

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's nice to meet you. And actually," the young man laughed, "it is."

Justin was far more relaxed now that he had finally met the man he had heard so many rumors about. All the ridiculous myths aside, when people referred to the enigma known as Professor Bishop, it had been as a cautionary warning about how mysterious the man and his past were. But standing in front of the actual teacher, Justin had to wonder what the gossip was all about.

Bishop was wearing a comfortable looking white button down shirt along with an equally comfortable looking pair of worn jeans. The older man had a gentle nature about him the youth could feel while standing in his presence. And when he smiled, the deep crevices that lined his face were no longer so intimidating, but suffused Justin with a wonderful sense of warmth.

Justin knew each and every one of those lines had a story to tell and he hoped that his new employer would deem to tell them some day.

"You know, I prefer the stories to the truth sometimes," the man sighed. "I don't bring it up..."

"And the truth?" Justin prodded. "I'm sorry," he blushed, "that was a bit forward..."

"No, that's fine. It's no mystery. I was a sheriff in a small town in the middle of Virginia. Had a wife and a dog. Have the dog still...not the wife," Bishop said as he trailed off slowly. "Cancer took her."

"I'm so sorry," Justin said as he placed a hand on the professor's shoulder.

"You know," the older man said as he broke away and walked around his desk and over to one of the windows, "she was the reason I found my way into teaching art."

Justin watched as Bishop picked up one of the wooden sculptures sitting on the bookcase. It was an ugly, little, black thing. It had a round body with pointy ears and a forked tail. The smile that was painted on was just as vile.

It looked like a sausage that was made to look like a cat.

"She was into the art of her people. Appalachian art to be exact," Bishop said as he held out the grotesque statue. "It goes all the way back to when the colonists first settled there. Remember the witch trials in the early days of our country?"

"Like...the Salem witch trials?" Justin asked, furrowing his brows.

"That event actually brought an end to the whole era. Before that, the people were superstitious. And afraid," he emphasized as he held out the block of wood. "They felt that carving images of demons would keep evil away. This guy," the man said as he regarded the carving, "is the devil himself. A talisman to ward off Lucifer and all evil, if you will."

"It's so ugly," Justin winced.

"My wife made it."

"Ugly in a artistic way...you know...where," Justin stammered.

Bishop laughed. "Relax. It is pretty hideous. Actually, it was meant to be. So it could do its job properly. Here," he said as he held the statue out to Justin, "I want you to have it. A sort of 'job warming' present."

Justin took the carving and turned it over in his hands, the smile of the idol almost smirking up at him. "Um...thank you...I think." The younger man looked up at the professor and smiled.

Not only did he think he would like working here, he was pretty certain he had made a new friend.

"Now, about your job duties..."



And back at the apartment building...


"So when do you think Justin will be ready?" Brian asked as he paced the floor of Debbie's dining room.

"Soon, Brian, soon," she smiled, watching as her Lord and Master stalked around the room, biting his thumbnails.

"The timing is imperative. We have to make sure he trusts you and the others completely. I need to make sure he trusts me implicitly. Maybe there's something we can do, some incantation, maybe consult the prophecies," Brian trailed off as he stood pondering his options.

"How about you take him on a date," Debbie asked while snapping her gum. "You know, you could woo the kid."

"That's funny. It sounded like you just suggested that I court him," Brian replied sardonically.

"She did," Vic said as he walked up behind Debbie. "A little romance can go a long way."

"I am evil incarnate. I don't believe in romance. I believe in world domination and total chaos."

"Yeah well, Mr. Evil Incarnate just wore a hole in my dining room carpet fretting over an eighteen year old boy. You're worse than a girl before her first dance," Debbie muttered. "Christ!"

Brian growled low in his throat at the expletive before his cell phone rang. "Great, what now. Yeah what is it?" Brian barked into the phone. "Yeah...yeah...I don't think so...no you heard me...yeah...well fuck you too!" Brian hit the button on the phone to turn it off before throwing it down on the table.

"Who was that?" Debbie asked.

"That asshole Clinton," Brian grumbled.

"What'd he want?" Vic asked.

"He said Hillary wants to sell her soul now too. Now she wants to be president!"

"So, you're not taking her up on the offer?" Debbie inquired.

"Even I'm not that evil. Besides, just once I'd like to see a president get elected on their own merit," Brian retorted.

"Yeah, well you went and let that asshole Bush get into office all those years ago. What possessed you to take him up on his offer and not Gore?" Debbie reprimanded.

"I did. I took them both up on their offer and got two souls for the price of one," Brian countered.

"But Bush won! If Gore sold his soul to you too," Debbie started.

"Gore asked to win the presidency. Bush asked to be president," Brian shrugged. "Anyway, can we get back to the problem at hand? You know, getting Justin to forsake all others, put his trust in us, impregnating him with my evil progeny and bringing on the Apocalypse..."

"We already told you what to do, Brian," Debbie smirked.

Brian sighed.

A date.

Brian had to laugh at the fact that he was about to face his true hell.



"Brian?" Justin whispered as he opened the door to his landlord who looked entirely too tempting in a sleeveless, black shirt and tight fitting, black pants. "Um, come in," he said as he allowed Brian passage into his apartment.

"So, you feeling better today?" Brian asked sincerely.

"Yes, thank you, for the other day, that is. I don't know what that was, but I'm feeling better now. Thank you," Justin babbled as he said the last 'thank you' quietly.

All it took for Justin to remember the other day was Brian being in his space once again. He could feel the comforting arms surrounding his body as the man held onto him. He could almost hear the whispered words of comfort and the small puffs of air in his ear. And he could feel the ghosted caress of his fingers as he stroked the fine hairs along his cheek.

While Justin was lost in contemplation of that day, Brian had a flash as well of the memory and one of his few moments of compassion. Not wanting to dwell on that day and how Brian had acted out of character, he pushed away from the counter to avoid looking into the young man's face. "So I was thinking. There's this place, where you sit down, and order food, and they bring it to you..."

"A restaurant?" Justin hinted with a smirk.

"And I thought since I would be going to one and you would probably eventually go to one too, we could go to one...together...at the same time...on the same day...and while we were there, we could share a table," Brian continued.

"It sounds like you're asking me on a date but I'm not quite sure," Justin smiled.

"Well, it's not a date, in the conventional sense. We would just be going to a restaurant on the same..."

"Same day at the same time and we would share a table. Okay, sort of like a carpool, only we'd be sharing a table," the young man finished.

"Exactly!" Brian smiled in triumph. "We must all do out part in conserving the environment."

"Okay," Justin acquiesced, figuring that's not what Green Peace stood for. "So when would this non-conventional non-date be? Will Alice and the white rabbit be there?"

"Oh, I was thinking of doing heavy drugs when we hit Babylon later that night," Brian replied, one elegant eyebrow arching up. "Tomorrow night, then, around sixish?"

"Um, yeah sure," Justin smiled and bit his lip. "Sixish it is."

It was then that Justin moved away from the counter when Brian saw it.

Brian immediately walked over to the thing and picked it up. Screwing his face in disgust, he turned to Justin and waved the idol in his face. "What the fuck is this??!"

"It's supposed to be," Justin tried not to laugh, "the likeness of the devil. It's to ward off evil," saying the word 'evil' ominously.

"Well, its working. This thing is really pissing me off." Brian turned the ugly carving around in his hands. "It's fat."

And he was not fat, dammit!

"You should get rid of it. It does nothing for the decor of the room and it clashes with the newly painted walls."

And it was hideous and looked nothing like him.

And he wasn't fat!

"I'll think on that. I got it as a present from a new friend," Justin admitted.

"Really?" Brian asked, worried about this new wrinkle and what this other person might possibly know. "You'll have to tell me about this new friend over dinner."

"On our non-date," Justin added.

"Yeah, well I better be heading out," Brian said as he placed the statue back on the counter, its face pointed at the wall. "Places to be."

"People to fuck," Justin finished for him.

"Yes," and fuck over, Brian thought to himself. Maybe starting with the person who gave Justin that talisman.

Brian walked to the door and then turned around quickly before leaving. "Now you have sweet dreams Sunshine," he said mockingly.

Justin bit his lip again. "I'm sure I will," he smiled evilly.

"Later," Brian responded quickly and left out the door, not even waiting for Justin's quiet 'later' in his haste to leave the apartment.

Brian could almost imagine the Creator of all, the Almighty himself who kicked him out of Heaven, laughing at him.

Hard.

And he could almost hear Him saying You are so fucked.

The fucker was always like that.



TBC

Here's a picture of one of my favorite actors, Lance Henriksen. He played Bishop, the android, in Aliens and the character of the professor is a nod to him:

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I love feedback and yes, this story is back too (along with cannibal fic). :)
 
 
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My Flame Burns Brightsuch_a_steph on November 2nd, 2008 04:15 pm (UTC)
Yay!! lovely to see you back with this ♥

Though I'm a little concerned about how Justin having devil!Brian's baby & bringing about the apocalypse will result in a happy ending !

Now I'll sit back & see what you post next.. it's always a surprise, and of course a delight, no matter what universe you write *hugs*
Maria: Justin's Babyslave_o_spike on November 2nd, 2008 04:52 pm (UTC)
Well, it would be a happy ending in a Maria kind of world. LOL!

Yeah - you never know which world I'll write in next. I'm still working on the next chapter for DDNBH.

Thanks Steph!!!
Virit: never enoughvirit on November 2nd, 2008 05:10 pm (UTC)
Holy shit! I thought you'd never update this fic! I'm so glad that you still are working on it!!! :)))
Maria: cannibal Dan and Ronslave_o_spike on November 2nd, 2008 09:43 pm (UTC)
Yep - still working on it. It's been hard for me to write lately. :P

Thank you and more to come!!!
mdlawmdlaw on November 2nd, 2008 05:17 pm (UTC)
Yay! I like Lance too. Yay, Justin's baby and cannibals. Yay! m :)
Maria: kitten #1slave_o_spike on November 2nd, 2008 09:44 pm (UTC)
Yay! Yay! Yay!

LOL! Cannibals, Lance and Justin's baby, oh my!!!

It's like Christmas. :) Thanks!!!
sevigny7sevigny7 on November 2nd, 2008 05:27 pm (UTC)
Yaaaayyy! Justin's Baby update!

Maria, you are inspired by the devil. Brian's torturous explanation of a non-date date had me giggling.
Maria: Brian Predatoryslave_o_spike on November 2nd, 2008 09:46 pm (UTC)
Yay!!! More evil mpreg!!! LOL!!

I had to put myself in Brian's place and try to figure out how he would ask someone on a date. (Remember his lame attempt at asking Justin out in the third season to keep him from going out at night putting up anti-Stockwell posters?)

Glad it worked. Thanks hon! *smooches*
brittdavis21brittdavis21 on November 2nd, 2008 07:47 pm (UTC)
I was so happy to see that you updated this fic. I wonder what Brian is going to do to the professor? I can't wait for the next chapter.
Maria: Justin's Babyslave_o_spike on November 2nd, 2008 09:47 pm (UTC)
Well, we shall wait and see what happens to the ole professor. (I like him though!!!)

And what is that in your icon? Is it a flip-flop? LOL!

Thank you and yes, this is back (along with my cannibal fic in case you're reading that too).

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rosy5000: BJ on bedrosy5000 on November 2nd, 2008 09:23 pm (UTC)
*dances around the room* I'm SOOOOOOO happy to see more of this!!!!! :D *hugs*

"I am evil incarnate. I don't believe in romance. I believe in world domination and total chaos."

LOL Yep... that's Brian. Then he goes and asks Justin out on a non-conventional non-date. lol Which had to be the most unique date invitation ever.

And Brian flipping out because Mr. Blik doesn't look like him! lol

*is happy*
Maria: Justin's Baby - Brian's Image?slave_o_spike on November 2nd, 2008 09:49 pm (UTC)
*spins and twirls you around*

More of it is here!!! LOL!

Yeah, like I said above, I had to get into Brian's head as to how he would ask Justin and this is what I came up with. :P

Mr. Blik = Brian.

Why can't anyone see the resemblance?

*is glad you are so happy*

Thank you Rosy!!!!
qafmaniac: Justin's Babyqafmaniac on November 2nd, 2008 09:53 pm (UTC)
OMG!!!
It's back!!!!

And now it's too late to read it because my bed is calling me... :(

You know what?
I'm going to print this out and then I'm taking you it with me to bed!;DDDD

Aaand now I can finally use this icon again! ;P

I hope I will NOT be too scared after reading this. lol
Maria: mPreg Justin 2slave_o_spike on November 2nd, 2008 09:59 pm (UTC)
I was just thinking of you! I used one of your icons above in my fb and thought of you and then I went to check out my flist just to see what was going on and yours was the first one I saw.

I'm so sorry about your mother. *hugs you*

I hope she'll be alright tomorrow. *sends out good thoughts to you and your mom*

There's nothing terribly scary about any of this. You know me. :)

*tucks you into bed*
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girloftheburbs: MJgirloftheburbs on November 2nd, 2008 10:28 pm (UTC)
*squees* A new chapter of "Justin's Baby"!!! It was fabulous, like the first five! :D What a wonderful surprise, sweetie!! :D Please, please continue... *dances for joy*
Maria: B/J ILUslave_o_spike on November 4th, 2008 01:17 am (UTC)
*hugs you*

Hey you!!! Yep, I'm continuing this puppy (along with the cannibal fic too).

Thank you! *dances around with you*
anno53 on November 3rd, 2008 03:59 am (UTC)
I just found this story! It's fantastic!
Maria: Justin smilingslave_o_spike on November 4th, 2008 01:16 am (UTC)
Why thank you!! Glad you're enjoying. :)
kristinvogue: 503 Brian Lipskristinvogue on November 3rd, 2008 04:14 am (UTC)
Hooray! New Justin's baby. This has made my otherwise ridiculously craptacular day so much better.

I could not stop laughing when I read about Bishop, who was rumored to be an android, hee. As soon as I read it I knew who you had in mind for the character. Also Devil!Brian is perhaps the best thing ever.

I can't wait for more :D
Maria: Brian Predatoryslave_o_spike on November 4th, 2008 01:16 am (UTC)
Glad I could make your day that much better. :)

Yes, Bishop. I was wondering if people would get the reference before they saw the picture. Good on you! :)

Devil Brian is great, innit he? LOL!

Thank you. More soon.
alysandria on November 3rd, 2008 05:26 am (UTC)
Lovin this story. All new, don't know how I missed prev chapters, but enjoyed reading them all tonight.

Love Brian as the devil and all the current event references Clinton/ Gore etc.

Looking forward to more. Never seen/read Rosemary's baby so I'm definatley waiting what you write next. ;-)
Maria: Justin's Babyslave_o_spike on November 4th, 2008 01:23 am (UTC)
I posted this about a year ago. I'm just now picking it up again. :)

Had to poke fun at the current election situation. It's just getting me so down right now. It's like therapy.

Brian = devil.

You don't need to have seen Rosemary's Baby. It's based really loosely on the movie.

Thank you!!!!
plumduff on November 3rd, 2008 01:46 pm (UTC)
I was OVERJOYED to see this new chapter! I've never stopped hoping you would bring it back. You are the queen of crack fic and were totally the inspiration for my own Shrek/QAF fic.

Love this new chapter, it moves on seamlessly from the last one, and I can't wait to read about the 'non-date' and whatever happens next. Great, great story. :D
Maria: kitty #2slave_o_spike on November 4th, 2008 01:26 am (UTC)
Always hold out hope that I'll bring something back. Shrek/Qaf?!? LOL! And people called me demented? :)

The non-date should be fun...and eventful.

You know me. :)

Thank you!!!!!
CoraCcoraaajt on November 4th, 2008 10:58 pm (UTC)
Is this the reward for my so many days' hard working?!!
Maria: Randyslave_o_spike on November 8th, 2008 10:59 pm (UTC)
Yes, it is. :)

Thank you!!!!
sjmpetssjmpets on November 6th, 2008 02:50 am (UTC)
i just couldn't wait to read what's here. this is alot of fun. i hope it's meant to be.

i don't know which i enjoyed more. justin listening to brian having sex, stepford mel, or the fiddler bouncing on the trampoline.

hope for an update when you can.
Maria: Elephant on trampolineslave_o_spike on November 8th, 2008 11:01 pm (UTC)
It is meant to be. Just one big joke. LOL!

So please, don't take anything the wrong way when reading. It's all in good fun. :)

Glad you came over here. I think the fiddler on the trampoline has to be my all-time favorite death in any of my stories. :):)

An update on the 'non-date' is coming. Never fear. Thank you!!!
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Maria: cannibal Dan and Ronslave_o_spike on November 8th, 2008 11:02 pm (UTC)
More cannibal fic and baby fic coming - never fear! :)

Glad you enjoy both so much. Makes me all kinds of happy.

Thank you!!!!