Mystery from Another World--MHA

Part 168: Cargo hold-up

The truck ride was just the first part of the journey... They ended up crossing a bridge and getting on a small boat.

Silk and Monama had a harder time sneaking onto that, but Wally helped them. They had to hide below deck.

Monama tripped and dropped some of the marbles in the hold. Since it was pretty empty, he was able to find all of them using his phone...but he had no clue what order they were in anymore... He tried to identify them by sight, but it wasn't so easy at that size.

"It won't matter," Silk declared. At least she still had Compress'.

"Uh, mind if I ask...is there something going on with you and that Magician?" Monama said.

Silk cut her eyes at him. "If there is, do you have problem?"

"Uh, no..." Monama just thought it was weird. Villains dated?

"I just didn't think that members of the LOV would...you know...have...interest in that."

"How does saying go? We're villains, not dead," Silk said.

"And I didn't really want to know." Monama shook himself in disgust.

"Well, is none of you business anyway," Silk sniffed, "Aren't you Medea's crush or something? Who's one to talk?"

"That joke is entirely one-sided!" Monama exclaimed, turning beet red, not that she could tell.

"Joke?" Silk said.

"Yes, and it's not even funny. She just does it to annoy me."

"I didn't think it was joke," Silk said, "I mean, I guess I'm not expert...but still... Ah, with Medea is hard to tell when serious or not, but I think she is mostly 50% serious at all times."

"50%?" Monama said, because that was both 50% less than was normal, and 50% more serious than any girl would have ever been about being interested in him.

[Ouch...true though, unless they're a crazy stan, maybe.]

"With margin for error," Silk added.

"Russian Lady, you are not very helpful," Monama said.

"Eh, I don't really think love is a simple matter." Silk gestured. "Can't say I was really trying to help. I just think you're fun to mess with."

"Hey!"

"See? Hilarious." Silk smothered a laugh.

"All you villains are the same, you know," Monama whined, "either psychotic or bullies."

"All heroes are either airheads or arrogant pricks," Silk retorted.

The argument might have gone on longer if the boat hadn't stopped just then, making both of them lurch.

"That was a short ride..." Monama said. It had only been about 20 minutes.

"Well, darling, I think we must be at one of those small islands..." Silk said. She snapped her fingers. "I think I know which one, too. Compress tell me about this."

Unfortunately right then someone flung the hatch open.

"I thought I heard something in here." A crew member peered down at Monama, who did not get behind the silk screen in time. The lurch had thrown him out of it.

"Oh, for shizzle..." he muttered.

"I think I found a stowaway!" the member yelled, reaching down to yank Monama up before he could react.

The screen became caught on his watch and came with it, exposing Silk where she was trying to hide behind a crate.

"What the--? Two stowaways!" The crew member used a fishing hook that shot out of his...hat? Hair, maybe? He reeled Silk up too.