Cale was briskly walking towards what seemed to be an old but popular bar. Anyone could tell that it was popular due to fact that it had so many people in it.
"Tsk"
It was loud enough for everyone near the bar to hear and cower away in fear. The sound came from no other than the only red hair in the Henituse Territory; Cale Henituse the eldest son of the count. (I feel like I made dramatic)
After the bar entrance was clear of the nobles previously standing there, Cale went inside. In the bar was even noisier than it was before he came in. Cale mentally sighed and walked up to the bartender.
„I would like to order a drink" Cale spoke, his voice firm and demanding (Hmmm I wonder how demanding...)
„What type of drink would you like young master?"
The bartender was confused to of why the eldest son of the count was here. He was rumoured to be extremely rude and caused a ruckus everywhere. The bartender wasn't too pleased to see the supposed trash in his boss's bar.
„I would like a cold drink with sprinkles and glitter please"
It was an odd drink he knew but in this guild master had a weird obsession with sprinkles and glitter. How did Cale know this, well to put it simply he knew this guild from his previous life. They had saved his life once when he encountered a gigantic beast in the woods and had taken him back to their guild and there he got to know them and became friends with them. What Cale was aiming for right now was to do the same but rather than risking his life he would just walk in here and first turn them into allies, and then he would later at some point try befriend them again.
The bartender didn't know what to be more shocked about. The fact that the trash said please or the fact he knew the secret code, but he pulled himself together.
„Alright please come this way young master, we have it upstairs." he led the red hair to a staircase and then whispered to him, „I don't know of your motives but if you dare to hurt my boss then you're dead." he then have him a hard nudge and left.
'Geez, he has some confidence to do that to me but I'll forgive him since we were friends before.' Cale thought as he walked up the stairs.
Once he reached the door he politely knocked three times until he heard a familiar gruff voice speak.
„Come in."
Cale opened the door and walked inside the room. It looked the same as before. Incredibly pink and had a bunch of colourful glitter laying around the floor everywhere. Sometimes Cale found it extremely odd for him to be this obsessive but who was he to judge.
„Hurry up and tell me what you want you brat." the man said his clearly indicating that he was annoyed and bored.
'Hah this man never changes does he? Still rude and straight forward as always' thought Cale as he was about to reply.
„I would like to propose a deal"
The older man (physically) gave Cale a deadpanned look and massaged his forehead before he started to speak.
„And what would this lovely youth have in mind?" The him in a fake honey coated voice, the sarcasm obvious.
'Well this is going t be hard...'Cale thought.
I thinkI will hopefully add another equally as short chapter today. Anyway thank you so much for the votes and support. I appreciate it so much!! :)
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The Crimson Haired Trash
FanfictionCale had always been living as trash. He had to. for his family of course, but when they had enough of him and kicked him out, Cale was ready. Not like before where he had nothing, he already had a family. One that loved him dearly. This is a story...
