The Hunter and His Prey

Two

The bumblebee looked up at the older male, and tilted his head.

"Well, There's an execution that will be held, in about a weeks time. So before that would be nice, because they're going to kill a friend of mine! Her name is Eret, and is a monarch of a smaller city, a bit of a ride from here" he would say, blowing on his longer bangs, to get the hair a bit more out of his eyes then normal. They were a honey tone, ringed with a light blue, and looked like they had few more colours, but the brown locks fell over his eyes once again, with a small huff from the smaller male.

The noise from the doorway behind Tubbo_ would pause, for a moment, then a creaking noise of the floorboards, and the tall, dark skinned Enderman would walk in.

"There, uhh, There are flyers that i've seen around town, that the royal family is hosting? You could possibly try to get in that way?... And I'm Ranboo, by the way"

He said, quickly adding the latter part, and looked down at the Elytrain nervously. His black and white, salt-and-pepper hair was put back, into a long pony tail, the two hues of his hair mixing together. The bangs he had would cover some of his face, obscuring his eyes a bit, which were two colors, on an emerald green, the other a garnet red. His dark skin was like a piece of obsidian, with little freckles of white on his face. He wore a crown, and looked as if it were being kept on by his two horns, which were both black, with green tips. His clothes were different shades of purple, with a remotely royal-looking cape, with white fur trim.

The Bee-Boy would look at his Enderman business partner, and look back at the under-cover Elytrain. His antenna would twitch, the tips of them moving, and the taller male, Ranboo, would have a expression of fear shown through his eyes. He didn't quite have the normal mouth, usually below his nose, it was smooth, except when talking, or eating. It was as if they were wearing a mask over their mouth. The lanky figure looked at Phil, then back at Tubbo, and would have a wading look in his eyes, but the bees antenna flicked, and the shorter males eyes hardened, then nodded. With a sigh, Ranboo left, and headed back into the room behind the counter, but didn't go back to tinkering. Phil would have watched, and made a mental note. BumbleBees did often dance to communicate sometimes, but he has never seen something like this before.

"Well, while he's doing that, have you had any interest in any of our things? they can sell for pretty good!" The brunette would say, and be interrupted by the bell that hung above the door being rung. The new customer that walked in was on the shorter side, with a hue of green... everywhere on this guy. It went up to the counter, and dumped the bag he had on his waist on the counter, flashing a smile towards the bee. The bag contained small bits of metal, gears, glass shards, springs, and about a hundred other things, that were small enough to get lost easily.

"You said you were getting low on things, and i was just cruising by, my good friend!" the green creature would say. It had green toned skin, and a few chunks of his hair were a darker green, the rest being a chocolaty brown. His eyes, a pale red, would be slightly larger than normal, but not too much, there was just a subtle change. His ears were pointed, but were not that long, just so the tips peaked out of its hair, which was fairly curly. He wore a white shirt, and a necklace, that somehow stayed in place, through his slightly squishy skin, that had three, red hearts on the chain. He wore brown pants, that went down to about half of its calf, and simple black shoes. He had a bit of goo on him, like his hair, shoulders, and sometimes on his face, or other places. But, this was expected, with this goopy guy, because he was a Slimeborn, after all.

Turning to the Elytrain, the Slimeborn would look up at him, and reach out a hand, although they weren't that far a part, only a step or so. "Hiya there! Names Charlie Cicle!" The slime said with a smile, and the blond would shake his hand, and let it drop back to his side, and retain no goop from the gesture. Charlie would already be halfway to the door, before calling out a quick, "Goodbye, Tubbo Underscore!" and he was gone, the bell dinging behind it as it left.

Tubbo, who's last name was appearently Underscore, shook his head, but had a smile on his face as Phil looked back at him, and the shorter male would let out a sigh, but it sounded more like he just left an old friend then dealt with an unhappy customer.
"I always try to pay him, for bringing me these things", the BumbleBee said, passing a hand over the contents of the bag, "But never stays long enough for me to give him anything. Think he might be just friendly, but he's been doing if for some time now, was one of my first ways to make things actually"

Phil took note of all this, and felt himself glance towards the doorway behind the other male in front of him, and the shorter male took note of this, before he would make a whistle noise, and stop. The Enderman came back, this time they held a pouch, tied up with a cord, and set it on the table.
"That's half of it" He said, glancing at Phil, but would mostly look towards his smaller associate.

"so, one week, and the flyers are outside somewhere? sounds like a mission." The blonde said, with the two nodding. "Don't worry, you'll get the other half when you return, with our friend alive" Tubbo_ would say, and look up to the Elytrain. Even though the boy was smaller, Phil still felt like that was a threat, and one he'd have in his best interest to follow. The whole demeanour of him changed, from a easy-going, crafter, to someone who could create something deadly and get away with it. So, he nodded, taking the coin purse, and left the shop, the bell above him ringing as he exited.