Camille sat on the swing in the cold winter afternoon, watching Alfriston running about in the front yard, chasing the falling snow. The warmth of her winter fur capelet and a blanket was just enough for her. Life was steady as of now, now that the first half of her work was over. "Morning Dollface," she heard Allen as the front door opened. Coming out was the American with two mugs of hot chocolate.
It was a day after the snowfall started. Two days since school had officially closed for the long winter break. Three days since they had gotten back together. "Morning Al," she smiled, shifting over for her boyfriend to sit down. "Alfriston really loves the snow," she commented, taking her azure mug from him. Allen nodded, taking a sip as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
Suddenly, the golden retriver ran out of the yard and onto the pavement. "Where's that boy going?" Allen grumbled, getting up. Just then, he came back, with a black tricolored Welsh Pembroke corgi. "He's got a new friend." Camille smiled as Allen sat back down. A cat and a fox hybrid? A few moments later, a teenager cycled in front of the house. She was wearing a thick black coat, faded black jeans and a pair of matching black boots. She wore an off-white cashmere scarf around her neck, covering half of her face, a tan cap to cover her hair and a pair of black shades to hide her eyes.
Camille swore she could see a pair of black see-through feline ears poking out from her cap and a pair of black see-through tails poking out from underneath of her coat.
The bicycle she came in was sky blue with a front basket, carrying a red notebook and a small pouch. The teen pulled her scarf down as she pulled the shades off and rested them on her cap. "Camellia?" Camille mumbled as she got up from the swing and hurried over. Camellia let her bicycle stand before she nonchalantly walked onto the yard to grab Zwei when the canines started running around her.
"Merde," she slipped on snow and fell on her back. "Need help?" Camille asked, offering the brunette a hand. "I'm fine..." she mumbled, struggling to get up as Alfriston happily jumped at Camille. "I'm sorry about my dog... he's still getting used to running around freely." Camellia added, sweeping the snow off her clothes.
"Pardon?" Camille hoped she heard that right. "He was abused as an Omega before I adopted him." She replied, grabbing Zwei off his stumpy legs before he had the chance to escape. "Anyways, I'm looking for this address." The brunette handed the light blonde a piece of scrap paper. The address written was the same address they were in.
"That would be here," Camille answered, making eye contact with Camellia. The brunette narrowed her eyes, as if to take a closer inspection. "You look very familiar..." she mumbled. Then, Zwei barked and started squirming in her arms. "I need to pass something to you," she steadily hurried to her bicycle.
Camille turned around to Allen. He threw her a suspicious look. "She doesn't recognize me." She mouthed. Camellia came back with the pouch only; Zwei sat in her basket. "I was told to return these to this address." She handed the pouch over. "I had enough with card games and having to go through the trouble of solving." She added. "Good luck with it." The brunette hurried back to her bicycle before cycling off.
Camille returned to the swing, with Alfriston following behind her. "Whatchu got there?" Allen quizzed as she sat down. The Russian reached in and pulled out a piece of writing paper. She unfolded it. It was the arrangement for the cards. The couple hurried back into the house. "Sorry Artie," Camille said as she swept all of Arthur's tailor work off the coffee table before she spilled the cards onto the furniture. Allen glanced at the paper before helping Camille to arrange the cards as what Camellia had uncovered. Indeed, she solved the mystery.
"She's a quick worker..." Allen commented, seeing the several conspiracies she had written on the same piece of paper. "I'm not even surprised," Camille added, arranging the cards.
"What happened love?" Arthur quizzed, walking over with a teapot and teacup in hands. "Why in Grey's name are my things on the floor!" He exclaimed. "Camellia solved our puzzle." She announced, getting his attention and avoiding a lecture. "About time." Matthew commented as came downstairs. "Let's begin the performance of the century." She smirked.
"It's about time," Flavio smiled, folding and tossing the newspapers aside. "I knew sweetcakes would do it." He boasted. Matthew rolled his eyes. "And that could've been delayed if you had invited her to Las Vegas the night before yesterday." He commented.
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"We're going live in five!" Arthur called out as Camille applied her eyeshadow in front of a dressing mirror when someone rested their weight on the backrest. "Yes Allen?" She quizzed, touching up. "Or should I say Garnet?" Camille turned around to see Allen in a pitch black-and-scarlet pinstriped vest over a crimson-and-ebony pinstriped shirt.
He looked at Camille lovingly, before planting a kiss on her head. "Camille! Allen! On stage now!" Arthur called. The Russian stood up from her chair as Allen backtracked. He noticed that his girlfriend was wearing more accessories and makeup than she normally did.
"What's with the extra... stuff?" He gestured to her face. "They can't recognized me or Yuki. It'll blow our cover off." Camille explained, adjusting her blue and well accessorized headband. "Let's do our best!" She chirped, patting his shoulder before walking past him. Allen's eyes didn't leave Camille, not even for a second before Matthew grabbed his attention. "Don't screw this up." He advised. Allen nodded and hurried over to the stage. When he came over, Arthur was fixing the collar of Camille's arctic blue blouse.
"Allen-san, are you alright? You seemed a little distracted." Allen whipped around to see Yukio walking onto stage as he rolled the sleeves of his gold yellow shirt. The American noticed the Japanese boy's eye shift to from dark brown orb to pitch black slit as his sclera yellowed to a light banana color. "Yeah, I'm fine." Allen brushed him off and hurried into the spotlight as the British went offset. "We're going in three!" Flavio shouted. "Two!" He called out. In the next moment, the 'On Air' sign lit up as the British rolled the camera to face them.
"Did you miss me?" Camille grinned, making sure that her voice sounded a little different than her usual voice, as everyone 'saluted' with their Illumin sign. "Admit it~ you missed me!" The boys' hands dropped as she rested her arms on both of their shoulders. "It's been far too long, how is everyone doing tonight? Good, I hope!" She joked. "I hope everyone remembers us!" She added. "In these four years we've been gone, we had been planning the greatest performance of the century," Allen announced. "And it will be the best to come." Yukio added, his voice also sounding different.
"Kin, if you will." Camille smiled as they moved to the side, revealing a table with a deck of cards in the middle. Yukio snapped his fingers. A yellow aura caressed the deck, pulling out the cards and arranging them in a way it displayed the three 'Eyes of the Illumin' on their backs. "A dear fan of mine has collected all of our cards and solved the mystery we had left behind." Camille added. Yukio swished a finger, making the cards of Diamonds flip over to reveal the secret message Camellia had uncovered.
"Good job for finding all of my cards. Now find me! Come to the designated location! For the show of the grand performance of the century is about to begin!"
Camille grinned. "Now, let's see where our performance will be held," she continued. Yukio flipped over the cards of Spade.
"30th December 2016
Music Sphere Hall
Moscow, Russia
9 o'clock performance"
"Wow, even our time is stated." Allen joked. "However, not everyone can come." He warned. "That's right, but only a certain group of teens can come, because it is also the birthday of Ethan Vasyl Mjölnir Braginski." Camille explained. "Hey Braginski!" Allen called. "Are you watching this? You better be!" Allen grinned. "This is all thanks to your friend Camellia!" Yukio snapped his fingers and the cards vanished. "But don't worry, it'll be a live show, just like all of our previous ones." Camille added.
"We'll be there on you birthday, to finish where we have left off."
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