WMMAP - [S1] Shelter You - (愛)してる

[Revelation] Battle Dancer

Heh. I'm outta here. Adios.

I was the first one to reach the table and helped myself with the food. Adding one thing at a time, whatever seemed good and looked good to me. If it tasted as nasty as the liquid I had earlier, I would let the chef hear my Direct compliment.

Mounting up all my food on the plate, I ghosted from the crowd, and walked toward the far end of the room, next to the back exit, where nobody was there and the breeze could pass through. I started gobbling up the food quickly, trying to get a second plate.

Getting up on my feet, I almost dropped back down on my knees. What the hell? My feet felt like jello. Did I got poisoned by the food? Am I dying? I tried again. My walk was very awkward. I swayed weirdly. My head felt numb and heavy.

"What was that!?" a voice, I heard, from outside.

It sounded and smelled like trouble and I was itched and curious for any type of event like this. So I peeked out there, I saw Mister Snowflake with a bunch of other dudes. They were corralling him to the edge of the rails. A guy with blonde hair who was seemingly the biggest among the group grabbed Snowflake by the collar and threw him to the wall with a loud thud as he slid to the ground.

Should I get involved? I shouldn't... I ducked my head back. I was about to mind my own business, but I couldn't. I felt like I'd been in a situation like this before, but at the same time, it wasn't a good idea to relive the past trauma.

His boys laughed. "Yo. You are going to get in trouble if you break him, Leo."

There I was again, leaning outside this time.

"Shut up, losers." The blondie yanked Snowflake, who was already struggling to climb on his feet. Then he let go, letting Snowflake stand unsteadily, squinting at the person in front of him as if he didn't get what language the other guy was speaking. Snowflake wasn't much of a fighter, was he?

"And this... is for... Dancing with Athanasia before I can."

"HEY—" I yelled, but it was too late as I watched the big guy pull back his huge fist and pounded it hard into Snowflake's belly and it didn't take long for Snowflake to collapse. He couldn't help but let out a weak groan, his eyes shut, and crumbled to the ground, folded in on himself.

I pushed past everyone and gave the big guy a hard shove from Snowflake. They were looking at me with eyes full of surprise, but I could only feel how tight my jaw was. My fists were hard as branches, rigid against my sides before I regret my further reckless decision.

I planned a dashing entrance, but my brain wasn't working right. Meh.

"Whaht's yer prablep??"

Uh.... Why do I feel like my voice came out so slurry?

"Who are you?" Blondie demanded.

"I am Lucas!" I replied, palm on my left chest. I tipped my head. Usually, I wasn't like that. I didn't know what came over me. I liked it though.

"Who?"

I don't like him. I hate him more than steps.

"How could anyone not know that? The most handsome guy to ever exist. I am the charm that—"

"A clown that dances in the circus," another buddy of his interrupted. "That's all you are. So beat it."

That guy too. He just joined my hate list.

"Go... Back inside..." I heard Snowflake's voice.

"Oh. You're alive. Ya good, bud?" He looked pale, that I had to ask. He shook his head. The guy was being honest. I hope he didn't break a rib or something. "There should be an infirmary on the second floor. I will get you there after I deal with these idiots." I added.