Chapter 7

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+ Arya pov

A small sliding door opened only to reveal a man's eyes. Seymour said something in German with a smile

"That means 'Goodbye'" the man said closing the small eye door Seymour knocks again and slides the man a wadd of cash and he lets us in

"Stay loose," Seymour says

"You tell that to Dutch it looks like he got a pole shoved up his ass," I say sarcastically rolling my eyes

"Dutch give me something tough," Seymour said and Dutch grabs out a German dictionary and starets flipping through it quickly

"Baryshnikov" Dutch says

"We speak English," The men say

"Dutch, you suck," Seymour says

"It's a Cyrillic alphabet." Dutch says trying to defend himself "It's like all the buttons you never push on a calculator. I don't suck!"

"He has a point," I say

"Agent Seymour Simmons, Sector Eight, formerly Seven," Seymour says smirking holding his hand out to the men

"If Seven wasn't impressive what makes him think Eight will be?" I question

"We know who you are, cosmonaulchiks," Seymour adds

"So what?" The bald one asked

"You were supposed to travel to the dark side of the moon, then it all got shut down. The question is, why?" Seymour asked and from across the room I noticed a woman whispering to an older man intently as they watched us

'This won't end well'

The women started shouting from across the bar at each other and Dutch hurriedly tried to translate what they were saying but obviously couldn't before they both pulled out guns and pointed them at us.

"I'm willing to die for my country. Are you?" Seymour asked as one of the women points their gun at his large nose

'Yeah she's gonna kill him'

"Really?" Seymours furthers

"You are beautiful. Has anyone ever told you you're beautiful?" Seymour attempts to flirt

Out of nowhere Dutch just goes full psycho mood and I'm pretty sure killed the woman who WAS holding her gun to his head but now Dutch has the gun and is pointing it at a man.

"Dutch! Back in the cage." Seymour says but Dutch opens his arms up to point both guns and the men causing Sam to be a nervous wreck while on the floor

"Dutch! Hold, Dutch, hold!" Seymours says calmly

"What the hell is going on right now?" I mumble to myself

"Control your boy, please. Control your boy." Sam begs

"Dutch, stop!" Seymours commands in a fake accent

"Oh my god, we're all gonna die," I say and Dutch drops the guns

"I'm so sorry. That is the old me." Dutch says to the man he was just pointing his gun at

"Well the old you is psychotic," I say

"Okay, let's everybody just calm down! Let's lower the heal, lower the guns. Let's relax. World War II is over." Seymour says making me roll my eyes

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