Snow trickled down upon the grown of New York City, and many of the hurried crowds of people were trying their best to enjoy the festivity.
But amongst this crowd stood a man most strange. One who's visage is a lie: from his looks to his age.
He had jet black hair tied in a ponytail, his lean and strong physique was far from frail. He had a black coat with a fur collar, and his eyes showed more pain than any other.
The lone stranger had finally made his way to his current destination: The mystical bar known as Midnight's Sin.
Unlike any other bar in the city, this one in particular dealt in all matters mystical and shady.
There were many creatures littered throughout the establishment such as Trolls, Demons, Yokai, and everything in between.
Bit the informant he was currently looking for was a bartender known for being both knowledgeable and mean.
She was a 20 something year old woman with blonde hair fashioned like the horns of a demon, her dark black lipstick was a complement to a face most solemn.
Her uniform was a slim fitting pink tuxedo paints paired with a similarly colred tux vest, these clothes only subtly extenuated her curves and breast.
Her pale blue eyes looked to the lone warrior she had to tend to, knowing exactly what she now had to do.
"Sup Jack."
Jack: Good evening, Mandy. How have you been enjoying your holidays?
Mandy: (sigh) What does it look like, Jack? A bunch of bastards from all across the world are coming to THIS SPOT to either celebrate or drown out their sorrows. It's obviously hell on earth for me to keep track of everyone, but at least the pay is decent.
Jack: (chuckles) That is good to hear, Mandeline.
Mandy: But you didn't come here for the people and the booze, did you?
Jack: (sigh) Sadly not, my acquaintance. You see, I am here in search of a particular female gargoyle seen within the premises.
Mandy: The one with red hair and a mean streak?
Jack: Precisely.
Mandy: Ugh, fine. You'll find her in the lounge area. But be careful, she hasn't exactly been on "the best of moods" this holiday.
Jack: Do not worry, I am quite aware of the risks. Thank you for your cooperation Mandeline. And happy holidays.
Mandy: (sigh) Whatever.
The lone samurai made his way down to lounge area of this shady establishment, with many of the faces he saw there being filled with deceit and judgement.
He looked at a few of the denizens of the lower area, and he wasn't surprised by his current company. There were mutants, aliens, and even a few succubi.
There was one was one female succubi with pink skin and white who blew a kiss at him and gave him a wink. But he moved past her and continued to think.
If he was gonna try to converse with a devil today, how will he get the info he needs if he doesn't know what to say?
This mindset of his was put to a stop when he found his target, a villainous female gargoyle he knew from a relationship he regret.
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Tales of the Tooniverse (A Cartoon Crossover Fanfiction)
Storie breviA set of slice of life stories taking place within my very own Cartoon Crossover fancfiction universe: The Tooniverse.