A Surprising Event

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5 days until everything changes.

Bull opened the door to his diner slowly, wiping the barrel of his giant gun as he greeted the customers. Behind him were some of his minions and his right-hand bird-man, Crow. The feathered fiend was wiping a strange liquid off his daggers' tips.

One customer (who seemed to be enjoying a bit of day drinking) called to the group. "Hey, Bull. Where you coming from man?"

Bull calmly turned to the tipsy man. "Just finished some work."

"Eh, right... 'work'." The man approached him groggily. His speech was incredibly slurred as he tried to converse with the owner. "I know what your 'work' is. Tell me, who you kill today?"

Crow reached into his sleeve for a few blades. His senses were on high-alert as he prepared for the drunk to make a sudden move. Bull spoke up. "No deaths, just tax collecting."

The drunk laughed wildly from his response, falling onto Bull as he lost his footing. Crow moved forward to dispose of the man until Bull raised a hand. He propped the man on his arm, signaling for a waiter, "Get this man a cold glass of water and a warm towel."

He softly shooed the man back to his seat at the counter. Bull signaled for his men to follow him to the back. As they entered the kitchen Crow spoke up, "What was that?" Bull hummed for him to continue, "Why did you let that creep talk to you like that?"

He turned to a waitress with a platter of dirty dishes. "Tell me, dear, how many drinks has that man at the counter had?" He pointed through the window at the drunk from before.

"I dunno, Mr. Bull sir. But at one point he just said to put two mugs in front of him and keep one full at all times."

"Has he paid?"

"Every time."

Bull turned back to Crow, "That creep... is a valuable customer."

As he and his men made their way downstairs, he could hear grunting coming from the other side of the door. When he opened it he saw a man get thrown across the room, his body sliding into a nearby wall. Bull turned to the direction he flew from, his cousin Bibi standing tall as she laughed at the man.

"See that... now you give it a try." She beckoned for another man to come to her side. She pulled him by his collar whispering in his ear, "You better make her believe she launched you to the fucking moon!"

Bull looked around the corner, his mood dampening at the sight. Standing beside Bibi, radiating a sickening amount of light was Nita. The wild child excitedly bounced up and down as the random minion walked up to her.

Bull dismissed his men, most moving about their day while Crow decided to stay and watch the show. Bull approached his cousin, "What's going on?"

"Took ya long enough... you gotta see this kid. She's amazing! A natural even." Bibi pushed the minion towards her. Nita was still bouncing with glee as she waited for Bibi's permission. "Go ahead."

"What's she gonna-"

Nita jumped up to the minion's chest, grabbing fists full of his shirt. "What ya staring at ugly?! Never seen a kid in a bear pelt? Wanna know how I got this pelt? Killed the bear with my bare hands!" Nita excitedly turned to Bibi.

The batter gave her two thumbs up, her pride visibly showing in her smile. She motioned for Nita to keep going.

The minion was confused as he tried to process her flippant emotions. Nita was unrelenting in her attack, "What's wrong tough guy? Got something to say?" The minion started to stutter out a response, Nita cutting him off just like Bibi taught her. "Uh-Uh. Oh, come on... you're not pretty enough to be this stupid."

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