Walking down the hallway, she was greeted by the strong smell of alcohol. "Oh God, Makkel fucking stop your drinking, the smell is all over the house" she heard Taisto complained, which was obviously ignored by the Dane. "No shit Taisto, don't order me around" he replied back.
Luke saw her and grinned, "you look nice, where are you going?" The girl smiled back at him, "oh, I'm going to hang out with some friends, you know, Roland (2p austria) and Gilen (2p Prussia)" BErnard look up from the kitchen counter to her, "they're not the type of good men, you know?"
She scoffed and laughed, "not all of you have nice personality"
"You're right!" Bernard chuckled, narrowing his eyes at Taisto and Makkel.
She snorted a laugh and headed towards the front door, "your personality is not that nice either, well. whatever, I'm going" she said, pushing the front door open and walking out, not caring if the door closes by itself or stayed open. Wearing a comfortable (f/c) jacket, and (2ndf/c) leggings, she walk down the streets, humming with joy about meeting her friends.
Little that she knows, a certain Icelander was watching her. He had make sure that the girl doesn't see him. Egil suddenly saw her abruptly stop in front of 2 girls, seemingly, it's Roland and Gilen. Those men aren't nice? Why friends with them? Egil thought bitterly and frowned. HE then saw them dragging (f/n) by her hand and bringing her to some alley way.
He fround but soon chuckled sadistically. How should I teach the two a lesson. I wonder~ he thought, smirking. A knife? An ice pick? A sword? No I don't have sword. THen what? He internally thought. By hands are surely okay, right? No. Gilen is good at hand to hand combat, he'll lose. And ROland
That's it. Lure Viktor, beat him up and then beat Zao. Right.
He casually walk to the alley, twirling his pocket knife. As he reach his destination, he quickly hid his pocket knife and quietly walk on his tip toes, but when he saw that they were ripping her clothes, he snapped. He grinned wickedly and gently pet his puffin, whispering something in his ears. "You want me to do what? No way, that's n-" when Mr. Puffin turned to see what's going on, he sighed.
"Fine" he said and flew to Gilen, using his claws to mess up with him and drag him outside the alley. "That leaves you" Egil started, smiling. "and you" ROland said, fixing his glasses and returning the smile. "I don't usually torture people.. but this is an exception" Egil said, bringing his pocket knife out.
"Oh? SInce it's her?" Roland said, narrowing his eyes at her.
"Yes." With that, Egil charge at him, managing to make a cut on his arm.
The Austrian male 'tsk'ed in irritation and attempt to punch Egil, missing an inch. Egil gave him a kick on the stomach, making him stumble and fall. "Mr. Puffin are you done?" He shouted. "Yes yes, oh dear" mr. Puffin said, seeing Roland trying to stand back up. "Do me one more favor" Egil said, "get (f/n) some clothes back at home." He continued.
"Very well then." Mr. Puffin replied, flying away.
"Let's continue shall we?"
Time skip when he is done.
Mr. Puffing returned with a bag filled with clean clothes. He gave it to Egil. "Thank you, Mr. Puffin" he said gently walking over to the crying girl on the ground. He frowned sadly and kneeled down. "I-is that you... E-Egil?" She whispered. "Yes, it's me, mr. Puffin brought clean clothes for you.." he cooed softly.
She nodded and reach out for the bag, and gesture him to turn around. "Ah yes, forgive me" Egil said and turned around, waiting for her to get changed quickly. Once she was done, she put her ripped clothes inside the bags and stood up. "Come on, I'm done" she said, patting his shoulder gently. "Of course, let's go." Egil replied and stood up, Mr. Puffin on his shoulder.
Upon arriving at home, she was hugged tightly by an extremely worried Bernard. "Get your hands of her" Egil said, seeing her terrified eyes. "I SAID GET YOUR HANDS OF HER" he shouted, jealousy and worriness in his eyes. He quickly snatch her away from them. He gently rub her back, she tries desperately to stop the tears.
When Bernard notice that Egil is jealous, he chuckled. "What's up with you?" Egil smiled at Bernard, "oh nothing~" once the girl was calm, he let her go. "I'm going to my room" she said and ran to her bedroom. Taisto had been staring at her since she had come in. He looked at Egil.
"What did you do?"
"Oh, you'll see the news about weirdly stained blood at the alley"
"Hm. Gilen and Roland had fled, no?"
"Probably. WHo knows?"
