The Hangover

13

Chapter Thirteen
"ᎻᎬY, YᎾᏌ KNᎾᏔ ᏔᎻᎪᎢ? ᏞᎬᎪᏙᎬ ᎢᎻᎬ ᎻᎪᎢ."

"What about England, Eugene? Will we still be friends there?" Kristoff asked as they entered the hotel.

"Kristoff, I already told you, it was in the heat of the moment, 'kay?" Eugene replied. "We're still friends, all over the world."

"Even Great Britain?"

"Yeah. Mm-hmm."

"Well, what about you, Hic?" Kristoff asked.

Hiccup let out a soft sigh, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "We'll see."

"Gentlemen, follow me." A man said, rising from a chair and marching in front of them. Kristoff willingly followed while Eugene and Hiccup paused, giving each a glance. They shrugged their shoulders, following cautiously.

They were led upstairs to an extravagant restaurant. They followed the man to a table, who gestured them to another man eating. He looked up, a smile plastered on his face. "Well!" He greeted. "It's about time. Sit down."

Hiccup and Eugene hesitated, their hands lingering on the back of the chairs. "Come on, sit, sit, sit, sit." The man encouraged. They gingerly sat down across from him while Kristoff went and sat in the open chair beside him.

Once the three of them were seated, the unknown man spoke up. "Wow. You guys look like shit."

"Uh. . . Do we know you?" Eugene asked, filling the awkward and tense air looming around them.

"Hey." The stranger said, looking at Kristoff. "Take off your fuckin' hat. You're in a restaurant for Chrissake. Come on."

Following his orders, Kristoff took of his hat and sunglasses and placed them on the table beside him.

"Okay, listen." Eugene said, gathering their attention. "Uh, we have no clue what's goin' on here."

"You know, they sell a plum whiskey here." The stranger said, ignoring Eugene. "It's fuckin' unreal."

Eugene and Hiccup silently scoffed at him. "Seriously, it will absolutely fuck you up." He chuckled. "Oh, I'm sorry, you guys already got fucked up, didn't ya?" He grinned.

Eugene painfully smiled and tugged on the collar of his shirt. "Uh, listen. I'm a little confused. How did you--"

"Yeah, you know what? I'm a little fuckin' confused." The stranger cut off. "Where's Shang?!" He snapped. "Where is Shang with the fuckin' account code and the fuckin' password?!" He screamed, slamming his fist on the table.

"We don't know anything about any codes." Hiccup said when everyone's eyes in the restaurant had flittered away. "We're just trying to find our friend."

"Teddy." The stranger whispered.

"Yes!" Eugene and Hiccup exclaimed, their eyes wide with excitement.

"Teddy. Have you seen him?" Hiccup asked.

The stranger grinned. He snapped his fingers and a file was placed into his hands. "Let's see." He said, pulling out some papers. He tossed them onto the table in front of Eugene and Hiccup. "There's Teddy."

"Holy shit. It's from last night." Eugene said, quickly scanning the pictures printed onto the paper. He looked up. "Who are you?"

He straightened his collar, sitting up. "I'm a businessman, and I have invested a large chunk of capital in your friend Shang. And, in return, he was supposed to transfer our profits electronically about. . " he trailed, looking at his watch. "Five fucking minutes ago."

Eugene and Hiccup shared a quick glance. "So last night, we took Teddy as insurance."

"Oh, my God." Hiccup gasped. "Is he okay?"

"'Oh, my God.'" The stranger mocked. "I wasn't done talking."

Hiccup snapped his mouth shut.

"You tell Shang that we are having breakfast on the roof of this hotel tomorrow morning at 8:00 a.m." He declared. "Now, if he makes the transfer, you will get Teddy. If not, well, then, hey, you know? It's Bangkok."

Everyone sat still, processing what was just laid out in front of them.

"That's your cue to get the fuck outta here." He snapped, his attention back on his meal. They rose from their seats, not wanting to aggravate him more. He looked over at Kristoff. "Hey, you know what? Leave the hat."

Eugene turned around. "Kristoff, leave the hat."

Kristoff sadly took it off his head, placing it beside the stranger. "Thatta boy." He smiled as Kristoff slowly walked away.

xxx

"We're fucked." Hiccup said as they rode down the elevator. "Shang's dead. What do we do now?"

"The guy doesn't give a shit about Shang, Hic." Eugene scoffed, tossing back his head. "This whole thing's about a fucking bank account." He said. He let out a sigh, looking at the ground. "Let's just go back to the hotel. We'll search Shang's body and hopefully the password's in his wallet or something."

"And what if it isn't?" Hiccup asked. Eugene stayed silent. "I mean, they're gonna kill Teddy."

"Just relax." Eugene said. "We have until 8:00 a.m. tomorrow to figure it out."

They were all quiet, tired from everything that they had gone through today and from their awful hangover. "First the monkey, now my hat." Kristoff sighed. "How much worse can this day get?"

Eugene silently scoffed looking over his shoulder at Hiccup, who was rolling his eyes. "Jesus Christ." Eugene mumbled as they exited the elevator.

xxx

"Well, we're living here in Kristofftown." Hiccup sang as he strummed on a guitar. The three of them were gently floating down a boat on the river that went past their hotel. "And he's driven our lives into the ground."

"When we woke up we were wasted and drunk." Hiccup continued. "Eugene got shot. We got gotten beaten by a monk. I was happy and my life was good."

Eugene shrugged his shoulder, leaning back in seat as Hiccup went on. "Gettin' married like a dentist should. Roasting marshmallows on a stick. I got fucked in the ass by a girl with a dick."

Kristoff laughed. "I remember that."

"And we're livin' here in Kristofftown." Hiccup finished with a few final chords.

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