-Hestia-
‘’Again, thank you so much, Hephaestus!’’ Hestia bowed her head, drawing another sigh from the Blacksmith.
She didn’t expect the process of forging to take so long. In these two days, she barely got any breaks to use the bathroom and eat! Hestia did not know how her ‘’niece’’ did it, but the results were nothing short of marvelous.
‘’…Don’t mention it.’’ The redhead sighed as she plopped back down on her chair. Her black, skin-tight outfit clung to her body with sweat. ‘’But you better pay me back; these ain’t cheap, you know? And I’m not making anything else even if you get more absurd children!’’
Hestia nodded sheepishly as the blacksmith set the three pieces on her desk.
Twin, curved, black daggers with runic patterns etched on the blades. Their length was just short of being considered shortswords, but they were perfect for her dexterous Little Bell. The aura around them, however, felt ominous, if… warm. Probably because of the drops of blood Hestia had to provide for it.
Right beside them, looking much more inconspicuous, was a lone, hooded half-body black cloak. At a simple glance, it would look like just a fancy, if awfully robust and heavy, piece of clothing. However, once you peeked inside, there was a set of runes inscribed on it, much like the ones on the set of Daggers, but with a different effect.
Hestia’s eyes felt teary. She wanted to bawl her eyes out at finally, finally being able to provide for her two freaks of nature. Swift as lightning, she captured the forge goddess in a bear-hug, shaking her around with surprising, motherly strength.
‘’O-oi, drop it already!’’ The woman tried to push her off by the head, an embarrassed, flushed scowl on her face. ‘’I’m all sweaty, too. I don’t need any more body heat added into the mix!’’
‘’Don’t caaaare~! Hephy deserves all the hugs and praises!’’ She denied the request, hugging tighter.
‘’Quit it!’’ Hephaestus growled.
‘’Nope~!’’ Hestia rebuked. ‘’I’m holding it for as long as I—gah!’’
Hestia’s face met the floor as Hephaestus was finally able to push her off. While she pouted from her place on the ground, the Goddess of the Forge merely clicked her tongue, rolling her lone eye before taking hold of the equipment she had made.
‘’Here, take this.’’ She said. Hestia got up with a curious glint in her eye before the black cloak was forcibly put on her.
‘’H-hey, what’s the big idea?’’ She questioned. A second later, the twin daggers were put in a bag that was quickly tied around her shoulders and waist. ‘’Ugh… heavy…’’
‘’Don’t lose them, you hear?’’ The seriousness in her niece’s voice made Hestia perk up. The lone, red eye stared her down in a way that made her shiver in terror. ‘’There are no replacements for them, and while they only work for those under your Hearth, there’s bound to be awful people out there who would like nothing more than to get their hands on these. Especially if they somehow learn where they come from.’’
All the mirth and happiness inside Hestia vanished like a flickering candle. It was true, while there was danger in having both Bell and Roy—without even mentioning his Monsters—running around, having them flash this fancy equipment would do the opposite of keeping them safe.
‘Bell could probably keep it a secret…’ Hestia resisted the urge to deadpan as her mind went to the brown-haired man and his infuriating yet oddly endearing attitude. ‘Why, why does he have to be handsome and the biggest headache I’ve had in my life?!’
Hephaestus cleared her throat, still waiting for an answer.
‘’There won’t be any of that, I promise.’’ Hestia quickly replied. ‘’Bell is very responsible, and the Familia Captain. While she’s… on the shy side, the other two follow her lead most of the time.’’
Hephaestus deadpanned. ‘’It’s not your ‘Little Bell’ who I’m worried about.’’
Damn you, Roy!
‘’…I’ll try my best.’’ Hestia said, feeling the winds escape her sails.
Her niece stared for a few more seconds before sighing.
‘’That will have to do. Run along now; I have to catch up on an entire two days of my Children’s work. There’s also the Monsterphilia to take care of. There’s bound to be a rush of Adventurers, beginners or veterans, wanting new armor and weapons.’’ Hephaestus sank back into her chair, practically becoming one with the seat. ‘’Good for business, bad for my sleep schedule… ugh.’’
Hestia sweatdropped, being able to only offer a timid smile. ‘’I’ll be on my way then.’’
As Hephaestus waved her off, the petite Goddess exited the office… and started running straight home! She expertly avoided any and all other obstacles, be it people or stands.
‘Bell, Roy…’ She thought. The smiling image of the two brought a happy feeling inside her heart, and a deep warmth that went above and beyond the norm for Deity and Follower. ‘Your Goddess is on her way with gifts. So, from now on… please be safe!’
-X-x-X-
-Roy Raynolds-
‘’Are you sure?’’ I asked. ‘’Like, I’m 100% for it, but…’’
‘’Trust me, hoomie.’’ Midna patted my thigh, unable to reach my shoulders without actively climbing on top of me. ‘’She wants you, so let me work my magic~’’
I deadpanned. ‘’You’re not going to use drugs, are you?’’
Midna returned my deadpan. ‘’Bitch, who you take me for? I have rizz.’’
‘’Miniature rizz—Ah! My kneecaps!’’
That was the conversation I had with Midna before she and Bell went out to enjoy the Monsterphilia. Our adorable Captain could not meet my eye all morning, and that was a real issue if you stuttered to pass the damn salt during breakfast.
Midna’s idea? Both of them going out to enjoy some ‘’girl’s time’’ to get the bun to chill out… and maybe to add her to the ménage à trois I had with both the Goblin and living shadow.
Speaking of…
‘’Yo, Label?’’ I asked, going from the living room to the kitchen. ‘’Where is that shadow? Did she go out on her own? She better not make the cops knock on our door.’’
Because my monster or not, I ain’t got no bail money. What I did have were pretty good lockpicking skills in case we needed to break her out of prison—
‘’Wait…’’ I paused.
Slowly, I turned my head around. Indeed, the entire house was empty. Not a soul in sight. No girls, no Monsters, no Goddess.
I was left unsupervised.
The cackle that escaped past my lips was bound to make the neighbours think there was a hyena living in this house.
When in Rome, do as Romans do, and when bored, do whatever you fucking want. And for me, that was being a little shit. That didn’t mean I was a dumbass, so I covered my head with a brown cloak to hide part of my features.
So good-fucking-luck finding me, because I looked like your everyday Joe. Not once had I thanked my profile more than when I wanted to do some shit I couldn’t get away with if I had more defining traits.
As such, what would I do the moment I stepped outside and looked around?
Well, first thing, I saw a middle-aged man in armor carrying a crate of some sort. It had the symbol of a buffoon, but that wasn’t what I focused on.
The dude was bald.
Quick as the wind, I ran through the busy street and raised my hand just as I got behind the man.
‘’I like your cut, G.’’ Smack.
The crate fell to the ground and the flabbergasted man, whom I now noticed had a black moustache, stared at me as I promptly ran away.
‘’…Come back here, you little shit!’’ He shouted in a rage.
I laughed.
-X-x-X-
‘’So, what you’re saying is… this is an Apr-u.’’ I said with a hum, looking between the shiny, green apple in my hands and the fruit stand vendor.
The Pallum girl stared dead at me. ‘’Apple… It’s an Apple, sir.’’
‘’That’s exactly what I said, an Appe-ru.’’ I huffed, shaking my head. The line behind me got angrier and angrier the more I took. ‘’I don’t get it. These are supposed to come in red. Why is this one green? Are you trying to scam me?’’
Smack!
The poor girl facepalmed, groaning into her hands, probably because this had been what I was doing for the last twenty minutes.
‘’Sir… It’s just an Apple. A Green Apple. They just taste sourer than red apples." The Pallum explained for the umpteenth time.
Unlike the first few, she glared while her fists shook. I could tell she wanted nothing more than to strangle me.
‘’I see… So, does the Green Aple-uh come with any benefits?’’ I asked next, scratching my chin. ‘’Is it better than a regular apple? You know I don’t want any of them new 5G mind-controlling bullshit.’’
Thud… Thud… Thud…
Aaaaand, now the Pallum was hitting her head against the wooden stand. Seriously, how unprofessional were the people here? I should have gotten my ass beat like ten times over by now back at my local Costco!
‘’Oi, pal.’’ A hand tightened on my shoulder. Turning around revealed a gruff-looking man with horns on his head, probably a foot taller than me, and with a throbbing vein in his head. ‘’Buy something or move. People don’t have all day.’’ Get faster updates on novelping.com.
‘’Jesus… someone has bad breath,’’ I said flatly. The man’s right hand twitched, but I just grinned. His grip told me that he was not an Adventurer, because while massive, I barely felt any pressure on my shoulder. ‘’I’ll order, I’ll order… So hands off, shoo.’’
Hesitantly, and with a glare capable of igniting gunpowder, the Bull Beastman released me, and I turned to the hopeful girl.
‘’Alright, I have decided… I want two pounds of pears, please.’’ I stated proudly.
The Pallum broke down into a sob that was a mix of relief and dread. All while handling me the bags as quickly as possible.
Now that was efficiency, people.
Yet, just as I was about to go on my merry way, two pounds of pears heavier, another hand grabbed my shoulder, dragging me into a nearby alleyway that could definitely do with some deep scrubbing.
The grip was much stronger this time—what was it with people and grabbing me today?
‘’You.’’ The voice this time around was familiar. And with a grin on my face, I turned to the red-headed Wolf-Hume dressed in Guild-worker clothes. ‘’What the fuck do you think you’re doing?’’
‘’Ah, Rose, how nice to see you today.’’ I greeted, ignoring the furious snarl that escaped past my Advisor’s lips as I offered a fruit. ‘’Pear?’’
Rose didn’t even break eye contact before slapping the fruit away, and into the ground.
‘’…My pear.’’ I looked down in despair, clutching my chest. ‘’It was innocent.’’
Rose must not have been amused by my theatrics today, because her fingers pinched her temple, breathing in and out while she counted down from ten.
I was almost tempted to count alongside her, just to see what she’d do, but my little shittyd-ness was satisfied… for now.
‘’Do you have any idea the trouble you’ve been causing?’’ The taller wolf woman hissed, her lips rising, revealing a pair of sharp fangs.
I tilted my head to the side. ‘’Have you counted every loaf of bread you’ve eaten in your life?’’
Thud.
A little corner of my mind started asking the real questions, like ‘’how strong is this woman?’’ or ‘’could I pat her ears without dying?’’ and ‘’why do I have a half-chub right now?’’
All because Rose had pinned me against the wall; her hand cracked the stone behind me as she leaned down to stare me straight in the eye. It would have been incredibly hot if not for the fact that I wasn’t particularly into exhibitionism.
‘’Not only do I have to deal with dumb Adventurers and administrative work during Monsterphilia, but you keep adding shit to my plate,’’ Rose growled, twin, golden eyes raging with fury. ‘’Reports of harassment from Loki Familia members. General complaints about disturbing the order and… whatever that was at that fruit stand! I should fucking choke the life out of you.’’
‘’Please do.’’ I stated shamelessly. ‘’Heads up, though. I’m a moaner, and I can get very into it.’’
Rose paused, eyes wide as she remembered what sort of creature she was dealing with. ‘’I… you damn… disgusting brat—‘’
‘’Yes, insult me more. Whisper it into my ear…’’ I maintained a completely straight face while licking my lips. ‘’…Mommy.’’
The wolf-demi shattered, mentally, at least. Her mouth hung open enough that I could see those perfectly white teeth and extra-sharp canines. The sheer befuddlement her mind was processing right now would have been enough to send a full-specs computer into a bluescreen.
And then, finally, she seemed to register the words I spoke, and the position she had put us in the middle of her anger. We weren’t too far off the main street, and there were bound to be curious bystanders eventually. Imagine the scandal that seeing a guild official pinning an adventurer against a wall would provoke?
‘Holy shit.’ My eyes widened as I saw Rose blush. She pulled back enough to hit the other alley wall, covering part of her face in embarrassment. ‘I DID IT!’
The legendary art of being a complete freak when someone wants to cave your face in, to the point they no longer want to do it!
‘’What are you?’’ Spat Rose, still trying to hide the flush on her cheeks. Does someone have a kink, perhaps? Interesting. ‘’You… You…’’
‘’Me.’’ I stated with a smile, taking a step forward. ‘’Come on, say it. What is it?’’
The taller woman remained silent, lips thinly pressed as she failed to come up with a response, knowing I’d probably turn it into an innuendo of some kind.
With that same smile, I turned to the alley’s entrance, intending to go on my day. However, an awful shiver went down my spine all of a sudden. ‘’Oi… if someone wants to merk me right here and now. I tell you, I have a great pair of vocal cords on me, and I’ll shake like a photosensitive bitch mid-seizure, so it will be bloody.’’
…
Before I could end up like a total schizo by talking to the air, someone stepped out of their hiding spot.
‘’Ah, my bad, meow… Didn’t want to interrupt a lover’s quarrel~’’ Out of the shadows appeared a brown-haired catgirl with amber eyes.
‘’You’re that catgirl from the Hostess.’’ I pointed out.
‘’And you’re the human who drank the Vanangard under the table, nyahahaha~!’’ The laugh, while filled with mirth, sounded the tiniest bit fake. Was this cat-girl faking her cat-girl tone? ‘’Just saw you running around, and I wanted to ask you a favor, meow.’’
I blinked and caught a tiny object in my hand. Shaking it slightly revealed that it must have been filled with coins.
‘’Syr forgot her purse when going out, that careless girl…’’ See? She didn’t use the accent there! ‘’Could you give it back to her, meow? Mia wants me back quick to get ready for to-nya-ght. Bound to be a lot of adventurers, nyah.’’
Looking between the purse and the cross-armed girl, I raised an eyebrow. ‘’What’s in for me?’’
For some reason, she cackled. Without the fake shit this time, and it sounded much more amused. ‘’…Knew I liked ya. How ‘bout we reserve you a table tonight? All free, of course.’’
‘’Deal.’’ I grinned.
‘’Nyahaha, a girl loves a man who’s decisive!’’ The girl praised before turning around and waving as she walked away. ‘’Please get it to her or no dice, meow~!’’
Well, side-quest obtained, it seems.
But just as I was about to leave, a hand clutched my shoulder again. Rose looked down on me, having totally recovered, if her resting bitch-face was anything to go by. ‘’And where do you think you’re going? I can’t let you run around and keep making trouble for me.’’
I blinked. ‘’Then follow along. It’d be like a date.’’
Rose snorted. ‘’I wouldn’t date you in a million years.’’
‘’Would you fuck me, though?’’ I asked, curious.
‘’…No.’’ Rose said, but there was a hint of something in her voice.
‘’Ah, you hesitated!’’ I called out. ‘’You would fuck me, and you call me disgusting? Who is more disgusting, the freak, or the one who wants to fuck the freak?’’
‘’I don’t want to fuck you, dimwit!’’ The redhead roared. ‘’It just… caught me off-guard. You’re way too much of a pain in the ass to be a good lay!’’
‘I want to be a pain in your ass, that’s for sure.’ I resisted the urge to say. Instead, I stared her straight in the face. ‘’Then why are you blushing?’’
My words made the woman freeze, hands coming up to her face. Realization fell on her much too late.
‘’…Made you check!’’ I shouted while sprinting out of the dirty alleyway.
‘’…YOU’RE FUCKING DEAD, ROY!’’ The beast roared, sending tremors through the air as she followed close behind.
‘’Oh, on a first-name basis, are we?!’’ I shouted back with a cackle.
‘’AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH!’’
By Hestia’s perfect tits, I love messing with people.
-X-x-X-
-Loki-
The Trickster Goddess tapped her foot against the wooden floor restlessly. Not only had that old hag roped her into this meeting that impeded her fun time with the girls of her Familia, but she had the audacity to show up late!
‘Who am I kidding…’ Loki sighed. Her annoyance was starting to seep through the other patrons currently enjoying a midday meal. ‘That cow always arrives late! Ugh… I bet she doesn’t even have anything good to say anyway!’
Though… Loki somewhat knew what that Goddess wanted to talk about. Something weird was happening in the Dungeon. There had been quite a number of casualties going around—more than usual, at least—and at first hour in the morning, the Dungeon was packed to the brim to the point you couldn’t descend the first set of stairs without encountering a Goblin!
If the deaths were because of that, or the more disgusting side of Adventuring rearing its ugly mug, Loki couldn’t tell, but Ganesha Familia had doubled their security overnight for whatever reason.
‘Just what is that old geezer doing…?’ Loki wondered, lazily stirring her tea that had long since gone cold. ‘The Guild seems to be more restless than usual, too.’
‘’Agh!’’ Her hands hit the table, annoyance throbbing in the form of a vein on her forehead. ‘’That’s it, I’m going!’’
‘’Loki, calm down.’’ The Amazon at her side chastised. Tione had her hands behind her back, leaning against a wall. Her green eyes locked into Loki’s lidded ones. ‘’Lady Freya is whimsical, and you know that. Besides… Riveria would hit us both if you don’t conclude this meeting, at least.’’
The notion of Mama Riveria made her settle down once more. That devil of a woman had already taken her Soma Wine for causing a ruckus during the God’s Banquet. Heavens forbid if she took all the regular wine, too!
Call her stingy. Come on, do it. She didn’t care one bit!
‘’My, my… It seems I have made you wait, Loki.’’ As a soothing, airy voice reached her ears, Loki forced a scowl out of her face.
‘Speak of the devil, and she shall appear…’ She thought while turning her head around. ‘’About darn time!’’
There she was, Goddess of Love and professional troublemaker herself, Freya. Behind the black dress and veil that made the woman look like a widow probably rested an amused little smile. As always, whoever was in earshot suddenly turned their heads around, only to be entranced by the Goddess’s natural beauty, even behind that veil of hers.
Of course Freya got to keep her magicky-beauty bullshit, but Loki couldn’t bring her snake from Tenkai. How was that fair!?
Right behind her was a towering brick-wall of a Boaz. Ottar, considered by many the Strongest Adventurer of Orario and holding the title of King.
‘Tsk… Strongest only by a hair’s breadth!’ Loki insulted in her own mind as the man stoically stood right beside his Goddess, who gracefully sat right across her.
‘’Alright, spill it. You and that mirror of yours probably saw some odd things happening around, didn’t ya?’’ Loki stated. Her two eyes opened wide, revealing red orbs filled with suspicion.
A fun little trick that she used to scare people… and make them take her seriously for once!
‘’…Well, you are right in some things, Loki, as always.’’ The Goddess chuckled. Loki’s brow furrowed; what was she implying? ‘’But not to fret. The awfully quick spawn rates of Monsters seem to be due to them getting killed… too fast.’’
Loki blinked. Too fast? If anything, Monsters couldn’t be killed fast enough.
‘’And what’cha mean by that? There’s some weakling level Two or Three running rounds on the upper floors to stroke their ego or something?’’ Loki questioned, leaning forwards into the table. Minutely, she saw the face below the veil contort slightly. ‘’Nah, that ain’t it. Hmm… Ah, does it have to be with what little Adventurer you’re trying to steal away this time?’’
That was the most troublesome thing with this idiot in front of her. Loki may be a pervert, may be irresponsible, and quite honestly, didn’t play the ‘mighty deity’ part… but she stayed out of trouble. If anything, trouble came to find her!
Lo and Behold, the woman sitting right in front of her.
‘’Always so quick-witted. Sharp-tongued, too~’’ Freya teased, releasing a dreamy sigh as she peeked out the window. ‘’But… something like that. It’s a pair, actually—‘’
‘’Great. A two-for-one deal.’’ Loki snorted.
‘’—But you don’t see them like I do, Loki.’’ Freya continued, unbothered. She was getting herself trapped in her delusions again. ‘’They are different. So, so different… Their Souls shine oh so bright when together. I can’t simply tear them apart!’’
Loki blinked. ‘Ah… so it was one of her matchmaking sprees?’
One aspect that was less known about the Goddess of Love was that, well, she was a fan of love itself. That freaky sight of hers allowed her to see the colors of souls, how they behaved.
To Loki, it was a load of bull, but who was she to dwell on this particular Domain?
The point of the matter was, Freya liked to play matchmaker, and she liked it a lot. Even her own Familia wasn’t safe if Loki remembered correctly.
But the way Freya was dreamily looking out…
‘’Oh.’’ Realization struck like a hammer into hot iron. Loki slapped the table, laughter bubbling out of her mouth on its own. ‘’You want them both. Ha! You skank, you want to get into someone’s lovey-dovey life and make that shit a throuple? That’s fucking hilarious!’’
The veiled Goddess didn’t react, nor did the stoic, rust-haired adventurer right beside her. Her Tione, though, was averting her gaze, trying to retain composure.
‘’You’ll find out eventually, Loki, that if there’s something more selfish than greed itself, it is love.’’ The Goddess explained, hands joined.
‘’Sure, sure~’’ She waved the words off. ‘’So? Who are they? At least I want to know who to put on the missing posters beforehand.’’
Freya finally released a soft huff, but Loki’s implication didn’t blow her sails a single bit. ‘’They are… strange. One is careless, foul-mouthed, and speaks like some of the more… vexatious gods while being covered in murky colors. The other is pure-hearted, cowardly yet heroic, and as innocent as white lilies~’’
‘…Right, I forgot this woman looks at souls first and physical appearance second.’ Loki rolled her eyes, finally closing them down.
‘’Roy Raynolds, come back here!’’ A shout cut through the Goddess’ ramblings.
Loki turned to the open balcony. Down on the street, she peeked a hint of brown hair being chased around by… Was that the cold, angsty beauty of the Guild Employers? That girl had a great rack. What a lucky bastard.
‘’Then catch me if you can! I had Amazon packages arrive faster than you!’’ The man cackled, turning a corner and disappearing from view.
‘Huh, wait… Isn’t that the pipsqueak’s newest child? And what was that about Amazons?’ Loki hummed, suddenly feeling all the more bitter. ‘Nevermind that! He’s the same one trying to steal away my Tiona! And now he has another beauty chasing down his tail?!’
The world really wasn’t fair!
The sound of a chair moving brought Loki back to reality. Freya bowed her head slightly. ‘’My apologies, it seems something has come up, and I must part briefly.’’
‘’Oi, wait—‘’ Loki tried to interrupt, but Freya had already made her way halfway through the room. ‘’Hey!’’
‘’It was good chatting with you, Loki~’’ The woman let out an airy chuckle as she disappeared from view, the towering Boaz right behind her.
‘’…Fucking rude.’’ Loki spat, rolling her eyes. ‘’Oh, and she left me with the bill, too, that bitch!’’
Though… as Loki gazed at the open balcony once more, just where that brown-haired man had been running. Freya’s words came back to mind.
‘Reckless, foul-mouthed, and speaks strange, huh…?’ Loki pursed her lips, softly tapping the table with her index finger. ‘’You have your work cut out for you, pipsqueak. Better watch out.’’
‘’Hm? Did you say something, Loki?’’ Tione asked, having probably dozed off midway through the conversation, or maybe fantasising about Finn again.
‘’Nothing!’’ Loki slapped the table once more, leaving a few coins right next to her unfinished tea before stretching with a satisfying pop. ‘’Ahh… Alright, Tione, let’s get back to the others already! I want to have a day out with my adorable Ais~’’
The Amazon rolled her eyes, following her stride. ‘’You’re not going to get any woman interested, Loki. You’re far too much trouble.’’
AH! The pure, unadulterated truth, from her own child no less! Betrayal, betrayal of the highest caliber!
‘’And what would you know about seducing? Even with these—’’ Loki spat, trying to cope a feel of Tione’s breasts, only to get her hand smacked away in less than a blink. ‘’—You have not seduced anyone! Your less-endowed sister has got more game than you, Ti-o-ne~!’’
A tiny blush rose to the girl’s cheeks, causing Loki to cackle. Tione recomposed quickly and shook her head with a proud smile. ‘’But of course, my heart only belongs to the Captain. So, other, lesser men should just naturally step aside~’’
‘Girl, he doesn’t want you.’ Is what Loki thought, but didn’t say.
Because she liked her teeth attached to her mouth, mostly.
Yet, as they exited the fancy café, the image of that brown-haired man seemed stuck to her head. Loki could admit the brat was somewhat impressive, and getting Bete to finally shut up about ‘weaklings’ after getting his ass handed to him by one was such a great feeling.
‘…He likes girls like Tiona, huh?’ Loki mused, shaking her head right after. ‘No, no, Loki. You like chicks, round butts and huge mounds! Now that’s the way to live!’
Though it would be nice to have someone look at her like a woman for once…
‘I’ll consult it with the pillow and a wine bottle.’ Loki decided with a huff, confusing the Amazon following her side by side. ‘Not like Gods lying with mortals is going out of style any time soon anyway!’
Zeus had truly done irreparable damage to mortalkind, that freaky bastard.
-X-x-X-.
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Author's Note:
Chapter could prolly be summarized in ''Roy was left without supervision.'' ngl.
Some people may call it filler, I call it ''funni''. At least with this chapter we know what sort of gifts our little duo would use. Not to mention, we see Freya's intentions... Seems like whatever sandwich Bell and Roy are, she wants to become the meat in between.
Anya gave the purse to Roy instead of Bell... Yeah, that shit's not getting delivered, lmfao.
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