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A Conflict of Interests

Fanart by: DemiGboss

Bibi popped her signature gum, 'Just another day on the job.' Bibi spectated the scuffle from behind the scenes. She figured Crow could handle himself against the green broad. How wrong she was.

Bibi propped Crow's head against her lap, "Yo, bird-brain." She tapped his cheek with the back of her hand. "Who's the dame?"

He managed a painful moan, "Nnn..."

"Hey, stay with me. Don't have much info here."

Crow reached out with a shaky hand. "They..." he clutched his bruised stomach.

"Come on, master assassin. Don't give up yet." She made the strangely-kind request with a frustrated tone. Seeing Crow defeated was unsettling, but the potential severity of the situation wouldn't allow her to panic. "What happened?"

Crow reached up to her face, "They... have... N-"

"Knives? New technology? Nasal allergies?"

"Shut up..." Crow took a shaky breath, "They have... Nita-" Bibi bolted up. Crow's head bounced off the ground, provoking another pained groan.

"My baby!" Bibi looked around the circle of people. She couldn't spot the white-and-black pelt she gifted her a few days ago. The sheer girth of the audience allowed no vision past the surface. She slammed her bat on the ground, "Everybody out!"

The people slowly shambled away. Their groans of frustration fed Bibi's ever-increasing rage. She roared with another thunderous slam, "I said out!" Her enraged state motivated the customers as they hurried out the front door.

Nita was currently squirming in her brother's arms. She could easily overpower him, but any tactics she would implement might wound him. He hadn't done anything to hurt her. In her opinion, he was just a big meany. "Put me down!" She furiously kicked the air.

"Why do you even wanna stay here?"

"I'm having fun."

"You are such a baby."

Nita pouted at his jab. "Let me go!" She screamed as her violent throws became more dynamic.

Leon didn't give her a response.

"I said!"

"Let her go." A woman ordered from behind them.

Leon's departure was halted by the way her voice cut through the masses. He looked over his shoulder, this woman stood just a few inches taller than the crow he had met moments ago. He released Nita but kept a hand on the girl's arm. "Who are you?"

Bibi brandished her bat, "I'm her mother."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"You heard me," she placed the equipment on her shoulder. "Got a problem with that?"

Leon pinched the brim of his nose, "Usually I would have a little talk or something. Maybe try to intimidate you but I'm already sick of this place so let's cut to the chase." He put his hands in his pockets, "I'm taking her home. And there's nothing you can do to stop me."

Bibi laughed at that, "Really? You and what booster seat?"

Leon's patience was exhausted, "Looks can be deceiving." He sent out four blades with the flick of his wrist. The flying fan sored to her face. Bibi used her bat to catch the razors mid-flight. She pulled them out quickly to prepare for his follow-up, only to find Leon had disappeared.

He almost magically phased behind her for a thunderous punch to the back of her head. He winced when his knuckles went numb. Hitting her skull was like punching a cinder block.