ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ [ᴅɪᴇɢᴏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴇᴇᴠᴇꜱ]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙾𝚗𝚎

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5 ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ. . .

ɴᴏᴠᴀ ꜱᴄᴏᴛɪᴀ, ᴄᴀɴᴀᴅᴀ

It was around Christmas time and an angry woman stormed into a bar, heads turning to her in confusion.

"Where is he?" She questioned the men.

One frowned "Who?"

"Don't play dumb with me, Jerry. I know he's here. Where is he?" She woman asked again.

Jerry sighed and turned "Hey, Vik! Are you here or not?"

Viktor turned and seen his girlfriend looking at him angrily "Hey. . . Amy, what's up?"

"You know what's up." Amy spoke as she went over, slamming keys onto the counter "Call me when you grow up."

Any glared at him one last time before storming out of the bar, Viktor throwing hus arms up "Amy."

As Amy left. Jerry turned to the rest of the bar "Well, that does it. Vik's officially blowm through every woman in town."

The bar laughed as Viktor said "No, that's not true. It's not true."

"Vik." The bartender called out.

"What?" He turned.

"Phone call." She told him.

Viktor rubbed his forehead in frustration as he wrnt behind the bar, sighing and taking the phone from the woman.

"Hello?" He said, slipping a hand into his pocket.

"Hey. Long time." The voice said.

Viktor frowned "Luther?"

"How's it going?" Luther asked, a small smile hearing his brother's voice again.

"I'm. . . I'm fine. What's wrong?" Viktor asked.

Luther chuckled "Uh, nothing's wrong. Why does something have to be wrong? No, I'm just calling to see if you're going to that thing."

"What thing?" Viktor frowned.

"Uh, Diego and Y/n's thing." Luther said "Little Gracie-May's birthday party."

Viktor groaned, obviously forgetting "Oh. Uh. . . well, you know, I. . . really. . . I really want to. It's just, you know, it's our busy season. It's my bar, Luther. If I'm not here to watch over things-"

"You should come. Alright? Just this once." Luther said "Y/n misses you."

Viktor rubbed his head and said before hanging up "I'll think about it."

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Luther, who was currently in Toronto, Canada, looked at the phone before placing it down, hearing the announcement through the speakers. He placed the helmet on his head as the speaker spoke over the song The Bad Touch by the Bloodhound Gang.

"T-Minus five, four, three, two, one. . ."

Luther opened the curtains and steppws out on the stage. Two poles on either side of the stage. The smoke machine sprayed as the announcement continues.