Seraph Squads| ONS x AGGO | Book 1 of the End chronicles

Chapter 3: An unannounced meeting

It was 7:10AM, a pair of brown eyes fluttered open at the sound of an alarm going off. Ugh, right it was morning. A petite girl stepped out of bed and very gently, turned the alarm clock off. This girl was the person behind the adorable little bunny queen. Both were remarkably 145cm, both have pink hair, just different hairstyles and she decided to use her real name for her avatar. She quickly washed up, brushed her teeth and got dressed into a white shirt with a black skirt. There was also a black tie wrapped around her neck as well as golden bracelets around her wrists. The girl tied one strand of her hair into a braid while attaching multiple flower clips onto it for show. Finally, she walked off to the kitchen where she grabbed her bag containing all the written reports she had to get done for the week then slipped into her black heels.

As if on cue, she spotted a silver convertible waiting outside her apartment. She flinched at the closeness, walked out anymore and she might have tripped onto the bumper. "Well well, if isn't her majesty Krul Tepes? Get in." It was the silver haired, Ferid Bathory. The pink haired girl rolled her eyes and just walked over to the front seat. Crowley was in the back, sipping on a cup of coffee. When the door shut, Ferid proceeded to back the car up in order to return to the road. "You look ravishing, as always." He complimented Krul with a cheerful look like most days. "Hm, why thank you. I see you never lost your detestable grin." She mentioned, smiling at him sweetly. There was clear hatred for one another here, Crowley observed the two quietly. This just happens everyday, he was used to it.

"But it's charming right?" Ferid laughed at Krul's comment. The car began to drive on a fine road, narrowed down because of the forest-like environment they were in. "No." The pink haired girl simply responded to his question. It earned her another laugh from the driver. His free hand gave her the hot cup of coffee, "It wouldn't be fair if me and Crowley enjoyed a cup of hot coffee this nice morning, why don't you have some, my queen?" He asked, occasionally glancing at her, he surely couldn't go one day without looking at her cute face atleast once. Krul looked down to face the cup of coffee, a cold glare was seen on her face. "You didn't poison it, now did you?" She inquired, slightly sniffing the warm drink in her hands. It truly did smell like delicate coffee. But she just wanted to make sure. Once again, Ferid acted like a complete moron.

"Ouch! I'm hurt! I can't believe you would accuse me of doing such a thing." The silver haired man chuckled a few times before that. Ferid truly was a lost cause. She turned over to Crowley for guidance. The man with red and black hair took another small sip from his own cup then gave Krul's obvious eyes. "If he really did poison it, would I still be drinking? Seriously, he didn't." The buff man responded. He leaned against the backseat as more air wafted through their hair locks. Krul reluctantly drank from the cup, she found herself discovering that the beans were absolutely divine. Ferid sure does know how to make coffee. "Very much appreciated, Bathory." She absolutely refused to say the word 'thank you' to a pest like Ferid. Sure they've known eachother for awhile now, but they weren't exactly considered to be on 'good terms.'

Every day, Krul would be picked up and dropped off by Ferid. Though since Crowley lived closer to Ferid, he figured that it wouldn't be too bad If he picked up and dropped off the both of them. It was always nice to chat to someone on the way to work and home. However, there was always one question on the red and black haired man. "Hey Ferid, I've got to ask, why do you always insist that I stay in the back?" He questioned. It was true though, why did he have a full bench all to himself? While his 'rival' was sitting right beside him in the front? Ferid laughed upon hearing the sniper's question. Thankfully, it was a red light. The vehicle stopped and the silver haired man had the time to glance back only to catch Crowley's amused look. Was he getting on to something?

"Well for example, if we ever get in a car accident, atleast you won't be the first to die! Ahaha~" Ferid cackled, glancing immediately towards the pink haired girl in the front passenger seat. She surely wasn't amused. "No offense of course!" Ferid smiled at her cold glare. She's so cute though, taking jokes way too literally. To his surprise, the small girl didn't really say much about it. She just shifted rather uncomfortably. He couldn't make any more comments about the joke before the light turned green again. Ferid began driving once more along the thin roads. To end off this topic once and for all, Ferid said: "Or maybe I just like to see my dearest Krul's cute face whenever. Remember that Crowley." He rephrased his precious statement to him. Krul felt herself tensing up at his chosen response. Crowley just nodded, the silver haired man could see him from the rear-view miroir.