The Hetalians' New Groove

Chapter 9: The London Outing (Part 2/2)

"Here's everyone's drinks then." Sandra had gone to get the drinks from the bar, and the band was now hanging out together in the night club, which reminded them a lot of Antonio Carriedo's party a week beforehand. "A beer each for Ludwig and Gilbert, mojito for Jenny, vodka for Ivan, rum for Arthur..." She put them down on the table.

"Thank you dear." Said Arthur with a smile as his glass of rum was put on the table. 

"You're most welcome! Whisky for Alfred, wine for Francis, tequila for Feliciano, lemon and lime for Eleanor, baiju for Yao, sake for Kiku and a martini for yours truly!" And so Sandra then sat down next to Arthur on a couch with the others there. 

"Dudes and chics, I wanna propose a toast!" Declared Alfred. "To a well-deserved weekend getaway which will be kick-ass fun and where nothing's gonna go wrong!" 

"Cheers!" All the others toasted and clinked the glasses together. 

"Does anyone else feel that?" Kiku suddenly asked after taking a swig from his sake. 

"Feel what?" Said Ludwig. 

"It is probably just me, but I feel as if there is someone watching us." The Japanese man looked around nervously. 

"I feel it too!" Feliciano shuddered. 

"Same. It's almost like there's someone nearby..." Eleanor lamented, placing her fingers on her chin while holding her glass of lemon and lime in her other hand. 

"Oh god I feel it too! I can pretty much feel someone's gaze on the back of my head! Who the hell could be watching us?" Said Jenny as she shivered at the atmosphere of this. 

All 12 of them were unaware of his presence, but their observer was very elusive and had hidden himself in plain sight. And not a single one of them was aware of him being there, right behind Jenny, staring at her...

Much later, when it was time for the gang to settle in for the night, they'd all gone across the street and back upstairs to their hotel rooms, and, as she entered the room alongside Eleanor, Jenny froze and her blood ran cold at the sight of a unicorn plushie on her bed which she was all too familiar with. 

"What... oh god... he's... here?!" She rambled, her breath catching in her threat in shock and ever so slight fear. 

"What's up?" Asked Eleanor upon hearing all this. 

"That plush, over there on my bed." Her finger trembled. 

"So? What's wrong?" 

"There's only 1 person who has been in possession of it before it was left here..." And she quickly threw her purse onto her bed but dashed out of the room and down the hall.

"Jen! Wait! Where are you going?" Her friend called out after her, but by now Jenny was too far off down the corridor for her to follow. 

She had to find him. Jenny had to track down the 1 man she knew would have left that unicorn plush on her bed. She dashed down another few corridors of the hotel barely even thinking about her surroundings, before she found herself accidentally running into a tall man in a black coat. 

And then she realised that she'd succeeded in finding the bloke she was looking for. 

"Well, well, fancy meeting you here." This man looked down at her with an unsettling smirk. Her blue-grey eyes were miniature versions of his, but their resemblance was still obvious and uncanny. 

"I could say the same about you. What a coincidence to see you after all these years, father." She told him calmly but coldly, stepping back 2 paces from him.