B-012 x Silent Shadow x Jericho X Sapphirius Prime

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B-012 POV:

Mission impossible music played in my head as I sneaked out of my house at 1am to go to Italy again. I got drunk again so Shadow tucked me in like a little baby. I called her a wee lass then some other things.

I also did a impersonation of her since I was drunk...it did not end well. After learning that Commander Sapphirius established her base of operations in Italy, I became a frequent visitor.

"Where are you going?" Asked a voice. Shit! It was Jericho. He had Shadows number up on his phone threatening to call her if I didn't answer. "No where." I lied. "No where hm? How are you going to answer to the commander huh?"

Shit! Shit! Shit!

"Just a little walk...to Italy." I mumbled the last part. "Ah a little walk to I presume is the train station to Italy?" Asked Jericho. "Si." I said speaking a little Italian. "This is your fifth trip this month. Now. I believe we can come to some sort of arrangement. Or I am telling Shadow...or you can tell her and face her aggravation. Tick tock B-012."

Oh he's good. "Fine. What do you want?" I said as Jericho smirked. "Good let's talk as we walk to the train station... someone must see you off, no?" Fragging bastard.

"Now. I just want is two simple thing, you see it's Claire's and I's date night, what I want is a Italian bag and a bottle of wine? You understand now don't you?" I grumbled and nodded yes. "Do that and I won't tell her, disobey me and you'll be dragged from that base by your ear and smacked like a little child because you've been acting like one." Jericho mused.

This fragging glitch. He won't will he? Little did we know that the commander we were talking about was on a stroll. She heard every word. All she said was one word. "Interesting." Then we jumped out of our skin as we screamed. "AIIIII!!" She held a paddle in the shape of a flip flop. The ultimate la chancla.

"It was a gift from Snowy. She told me I might need it. Now what pray tell are you doing on such a gorgeous night when your supposed to be sleeping! Don't dare lie to me or I'll la chancla your ass." She said looking at us.

"Run?" I asked Jericho as he nodded. We bolted and ran for the last train to Italy as Shadow growled. She smirked and pointed at the destination sign. Another train would be coming in at 7am. She looked at her covered hand boredly before smirking at us sadistically then walking off.

"She's up to something isn't she?" I asked Jericho. He shivered. "You fragged up big time bro."

We stopped in a town before Sapphirius's designated town as she sat hooded with two black horses pulling what looked like to be a buggy built for speed. We quickly scrambled in as it was 5 mins till 5pm.

She slapped the reins to the horses and we were off. Rumbling down fields as we watch the day go by. All that was heard was the clattering of hooves. Shadow would be in town any minute.

"What did you do this time?" Asked Sapphirius driving the horses as they were anxious to run. "Uhh lied to Shadow when she had a big ass chancla from Snowy." I told her.

"Jericho this is my friend Sapphirius, she's commander of the Avalon Team. Her team is horse related and less busy than home."

"Charmed." Jericho said sarcastically since I was being a baby instead of confronting Shadow about where I was going.

I heard the distance sound of hoofbeats as I saw a totally covered figure. Her visor glowed dangerously. Sapphirius directed her horses sharply to the left as Shadow careened to the right. She pulled her horse around grunting in frustration.

We trotted into the town of Mussomeli Italy as Sapphirius had her horses lightly trot from the race.

Her horses panted and snorted as Shadow stood in front of her horse on the bases property.

"Hello boys." She said.

"You know what? Your on your own. Uhh welcome to Mussomeli Shadow." Said Sapphirius as she switched her horses out to a small pony and cart as she clicked her teeth and the horse trotted away.

"Miss me?" Chuckled Shadow.

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