The hoteliers of Deucalion or The new Nevermoor scandal

»The prankmaster«

Tommy's POV:

"Hi Jack. How's life?" I asked, when me and Clarie stepped to the lobby and saw my classmate. He was sitting on the concierge desk and swinging his legs. When he saw us, he jumped down and made his way our direction.
"Hi, Tom. Hello Clarie. I'm fine. You?"
"Everything okay." answered Clarie and looked to the staircase.
"Erm... Where's Morrigan?"
Like an answer, after her back rang the elevator and Unit 919, headed by Morrigan and someone else... I forgot...
"Hi everyone!" Clarie went to them and hugged Morrigan and that girl. I came to them and shook hands with boys. I stepped to Mahir and with grin I gave him a bow.
"H-chatch, shka-lev."
Mahir smirked and made a bow as well.
"Machar lo'k dachva-lev."
Unit ignorated us. They were used to. I nudged him slightly.
"Look at this." Then I greeted the pretty dark-haired girl, who was standing next to Jack.
"Hi Morrigan!"
She turned at me and froze me with death-like glance. Mahir didn't stay it, and he erupted to laught.
"For you I'm still a Captain Crow. I thought, that I made myself clear about this!"
I crossed my arms and looked at Mahir, next to me.
"Do you think, that she made herself clear?"
Mahir looked at me, trying to stop a laugh.
"I don't think so."
I narrowed my eyes.
"See? The lingvist thinks, you didn't made yourself clear."
Groups around us stopped talking and istead of chat, they were watching us. Jack came to Morrigan and whispered something to her ear, smirking broadly. Their gazes met, but then she rooted her eyes at me again and nodded.
"Fine. What about this?" she came closer crossed her arms.
"Why won't you shut up and take care about your own job, instead of anoying people around you? Just for a change. And you, don't help him!" in last sentence she turned to Mahir. I pressed my lips together, thoughtfully and then I spoke:
"Hope, you aren't jealous, because of my speaking skills?"

...oh gosh, I really exaggerated this.
"Question is, if you aren't jealous, because of my skills." pointed Morrigan, looked at Jack, standing next to her and he shrugged. In that moment she moved her hands and me with Mahir, we flew up, to the air. She made us sat to the chandelier. We were looking down at the laughting group. Guests in the lobby were raising their gazes to the ceiling and pointing at us. In the crowd rose up a wave of whisper, then all people errupted to laughs. Morrigan pulled Hawthorne and Jack from the group of mates and told them something. They both nodded and made their way across the foyer, to grab the pillows from the sofas. Morrigan shouted:
"Want a show, guys?"
With Mahir we yelled together:
"Erm... we don't think so...!"
She shrugged.
"So I shoud leave you there, when you are sitting comfortably..." she turned and conducted the group away. When they all went to the elevator, she shook her wrist and we both dropped at the sofa pillows. Morrigan said just:
"Hope, it's enough."

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Morrigan's POV:

When Mahir and Tommy after the half an hour appeared in the bar Golden Latern, they exhaustedly dropped to the chairs and closed their eyes.
"We were looking for you everywhere!" moaned Mahir. I raised my eyebrow, circling with my fingertip on the glass table.
"I guess you weren't runing on that all sairs by the feets?!"
Mahir and Tom changed a sore look.
"You know, that we have a thing, called an ELEVATOR, yeah?"
When they banged their foreheads with hands and swore their idiots at each other, everyone laughed.
"Fine, guys. What do you want?" asked Jack, when he came to us with Sandy, a director of the bar. We dictated the orders, and she repeated:
"So... Francis want a orange juice, Anah and Lam apple juice, Clarie the banana coctail, Tommy, Mahir and Thaddea ordered the blue ice shatter, Arch the vanilla milk-shake and... ?"
Jack added, pointing his finger:
"Cadence will want a grape juice, Hawthorne... moment... Erm... strawberry milk. For me a mochito and Morrigan... a blackberry juice?"
I laughed.
"You guessed. Can I help?"
"No, it's fine. Stay here."
I bit my lip, doubtfully.
"Hm... As you want."
Sandy and Jack went to the mixing pult and Lam poked me.
"You want him, girl!"
"What? That's nonsense!" I protested, crossed my arms on my chest and leaned at my backrest. When everyone were just silently looking at me, I threw up my arms.
"He isn't even handsome!"
"He is." said Cadence. Hawthorne couched loudly. She grabbed his hand and gave him a kiss to the cheek. Then she murmured:
"Nah, don't get mad."
He put his arm around her shoulders.
"I'm still more handsome!"
Unit 919 rolled the eyes jointly. Jack came back with glasses on coaster. He gave Mahir, Tom and Thaddea a blue ice shatter, Anah and Lam an apple juice and went for a rest. Then he handed out grape juice, strawberry milk, vanilla shake, orange juice and banana coctail. When he put the glass of blackberry juice in front of me, he sat to the free chair next to my one (Lam gave me a very, very pointing look) and he shuffled his own mochito. All the time, he watched me slightly. I got a slip of juice warily. I was afraid, that he put the salt, or something to it, but it tasted... normally. I noticed, that Jack hid a little smile. I ran my tongue, on my teeth. They were smooth. Way too smooth.
"Hm... Jack?" I asked, twisting the straw, in my fingers. He lifted his innocent face to me. I knocked with the end of straw at the bottom of full glass.
"What did you do with that drink?"
He made a surprised face and unharmly raised and eyebrow.
"Hm... It tastes normall, or not?"
I rolled my eyes.
"Nah, c'mon! I don't believe, you didn't do something..." I waved vaguely over the glass. He sighed deeply and put up his hands.
"Fine, fine." he said and handed me a mirror. My teeth... were... PURPLE! Dark purple. Almost black.
"I will kill you." I said with calm voice, drawing a circles on the table with my fingertip, watching the smudges.
"I have no doubt about that." said Jack, copyring my moves. I leaned back and squezed the root of my nose. I made a deep sight and put up my hands, like: 'I don't want to admit it, but that's enough for me.'
"Alright, you won. I'm giving up. Peace?" I asked him. Jack pressed his lips together and looking at the table, he nodded quickly.
"Peace."
Lam suddenly shouted:
"Hip, hip."
"Hooray!" yelled Unit 919.
With Jack we smiled at each other and high-fived.

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Cadence's POV:

Next day morning I saw a title of news. Try to guess, who, or what, was the main topic.

BEHAVIOR OF TWO DEUACLION DIRECTORS ATTRACTS ATENTION AGAIN. DOES NORTH KNOW ABOUT SECRET REALTIONSHIP?

When father handed me it, I almost spat out my tea. I got up from my chair and with papers in hand I ran from the house. I just yelled over my shoulder:
"In lunch I will be back!" and took the Brolly Rail to the Holliday Wu's Office in Wunsoc. I muttered under my breath:
"Just wait for me, you fiend!"