MAJO'S SLEEP was rudely interrupted as she heard a loud yell and curses. She quickly got up and with a wave of her hand, made her hair looked brushed, her eyeliner done, and her clothes uncrumpled.
As she stepped on the main deck, she saw one of the dwarves stand in front of the boat which was visible again since their main enemy knew where it was now anyways. "What'cha want?" Majo asked, still tired.
"Snow sent me to tell you that your Captain is in the hospital," he said grumpily.
"What?!" She asked and as the dwarf opened his mouth again, probably to repeat himself, Majo teleported to the hospital in a cloud of blue smoke.
*****
Majo was reading a book when she heard a new pair of footsteps coming on board. She finished the paragraph she was reading and bookmarked the page.
The warlock walked out of her room and furrowed her brows as she saw Killian walking into his room. "You seem awfully sober."
"Uh, Majo. How-How are you?" the Captain asked.
The woman raised an eyebrow, "Well I'm wondering why you are here so early."
"I have business to attend, with a woman. She will arrive soon."
Majo nodded and smirked. "Well, I'll leave you to your 'business' then."
*****
"If I were to pick dead guy of the year? I'd pick you." Emma said, leaning over Killian.
"I totally agree." both of them heard and they looked up to see Majo. "What the bloody hell were ye thinkin', Eejit!" She yelled, her Scottish accent coming out stronger than usual.
"It's not my fault I got hit by a metal chariot," Killian mumbled.
"Aye, it is! I telt you a hundred times not to gang on powerful people by yerself. Now yer hur' again. Hell mend ye for being a galoo'!"
Emma looked from Killian to Majo and then quickly left.
Majo sighed and calmed down a bit. "You know I worry about you when you reckless shit."
Killian smirked. "Yes, yes, I know by now."
*****
As Majo heard the laughing of a woman she nodded at herself. Killian was doing business.
However, as she heard a loud thud she grew worried and teleported herself into Killian's room. The Captain was lying on the floor unconscious. What the hell had happened?
She inspected the man, after having levitated him to his bed and found that he had changed his vest. Using her magic, she searched for something the attacker had left behind and she found a long blonde hair, probably of a woman.
She had heard the laughter of a woman but she couldn't be sure that she was the one who knocked out the Captain.
Well, it wasn't like she had anything better to do so she could just see where this got her.
*****
"What's this?" Killian asked as he had gotten a wobbly blue substance on a plate.
Majo's eyes grew wide. "I've heard of this before. My brother saw this when he visited New York, one of his first times. It was too expensive for him to buy but a lot of people liked it back then. In Germany, they call it 'Food of the gods'."
"It's food?" Killian asked.
"Aye, I'm pretty sure it is, you wanna try it?"
"I'm fine."
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