☆▪︎𝕍𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕟𝕖 𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕟▪︎☆

☆▪︎ Chapter 3 ▪︎☆

𝕍𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕟𝕖
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⚠️TW⚠️ sexual assault
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Vivienne sat on the dirty torn apart couch in Mobi's living room and listened to her talk about the rules of the area.
Mobi never really enjoyed conversations about her home town, so Vivienne was very intrigued and excited that she finally was opening up to her.

That was great. However, this filthy couch, was not.
She didn't want to say anything and sound rude, but the dirt and dust that was being emitted from this couch and into the air was astronomical. But she politely sat and listened to Mobi passionately talk about her home town.

"Then turn left at the red sign bent at a 70 degree angle. Don't go down the straight path, that's a gang territory and they'll hurl gasoline balloons at you then flick down matches."

That sounded horrid! These commoners still use the outdated technology of matches. Vivienne smiled and nodded her head.

"OK! Thats probably enough! I'll lead you around here!" Mobi said enthusiastically.

She trotted down the hallway to the backdoor leading Vivienne outside to a yard of dead grass and weeds.
There was a large dark man sitting on the edge of a log slicing a stick.

Mobi froze.

"The hell are you doing here punk!?!" She shouted at him.

The man stared at her for a second, but was imidiatly draw to Vivienne's figure there after. He looked her up and down. Then smirked.
Vivienne could already feel a massive amount of discomfort from the first encounter she had with this person. Furthermore, they hadn't even spoken a word to one another.

Mobi bared her teeth and leaned forward. She appeared prepared to attack at any moment, but as the person approached us, he appeared much more skilled and stronger than her. Vivienne pulled Mobi a little closer to her and shielded her with her dainty arm.

"Hey sugar. What's a fine young lady doing out here with this rat bunny?"

Vivienne scowled at the man. She was less upset at the man's referral to her as the term 'sugar', and more upset at how he chose to insult her friend.

"Mobi is my friend," she said in a calm assertive voice.

The man stared at her for a moment before bursting into laughter. He covered his mouth trying to contain the noise.

"Get the fuck out of here Butch!!" Mobi screamed at him.

She launched herself at his face. Luckily Vivienne was present to hold her back and prevent her from making a foolish mistake.

"Calm ya tits rabbit. Im talkin to the lady."

The man who's name appeared to be Butch approached Vivienne a bit more. She backed away and flicked her wrist to shoo him away with a slight amount of magic.
Butch's black fur tussled with the movement of the air. He chuckled and stepped away.

"Alright sassy! Im gone."

"PISS OFF!" Mobi shouted.

Vivienne never understood why Mobi was so defensive of her.
She would always snarl and growl at the people who looked at her for too long.
It was quite funny actually. Vivienne protected Mobi from any harm that came her way while they were in each other's presence. However, Mobi seemed like the one who was protecting Vivienne. Although she was the one protecting and caring for Mobi in every other situation.