A Court of Gardens and Assassins

Chapter Five: ...Why? Because he was kidnapped.

After the declaration that Azriel was missing, everyone was gathered around the two remaining batboys.

"Do we know who would take him?" Avery asked.

"I guarantee it was fucking Mulch, she's always hanging around him, giving him that creepy Debby Ryan smile while tucking back her hair" Heather said from the side.

"She's definitely radio rebel," Marisa contributed..

This had everyone murmuring in agreement.

Marie lifted her head from the table and looked around at the other high ladies and the bat boys. "We need to find him. Who the fuck knows what she's planning to do with him? It's always the quiet ones you gotta look out for."

"Don't you mean what she's planning to do to him?" Marisa asked suggestively.

"Nope," Marie said as she shook her head. "I mean with. She has creepy stalker vibes, and now that she's kidnapped him she'll make him do anything she fucking wants."

"I agree," Heather said with a shudder "I feel so bad for Az right now."

"Before we do anything, the batboys need to take a couple of shots. It's a Dusk Court custom." Marisa said while pouring some vodka that her Russian mom probably brought back from the motherland.

Marie grabbed one of the shot glasses and handed it to Rhys, sitting down next to him. "Drunk ideas are the best ideas."

"Pip, pip, and cheerio." Heather said, raising a glass which translated to I'll drink to that in English.

"Yee fucking haw," Marisa yelled.

Rhys and Cass shrugged their shoulders and downed their first shots. They needed High Ladies to help desperately as the one who was taken was their spymaster leaving the two batboys helpless when it came to looking for a missing person.

"If it helps you ladies to find Az." Cass told them, grabbing another shot from Marisa.

"Oh it will." Marie said. "We're basically Sherlock fucking Holmes when drunk."

Em sat back in her chair and had another shot as well, nodding afterwards. "Exactly. We know what we're doing when we're fucking drunk. More than when we are sober."

"Now, if you two bat boys could get drunk we could make a plan and find Az." Heather told them before adding. "Maybe."

"Maybe?" Rhys questioned. "What do you mean maybe?"

"Just drink," Marie demanded as she handed him a whole glass of vodka.

Shrugging his shoulders again, Rhys lifted the glass to his lips and started chugging.

Em handed Cass an identical glass of vodka and shoved it into his hand, sitting next to him. "And you drink that."

Cass also shrugged. "Okay, bet." He said and started chugging like a pro.

Within a matter of minutes Cass was up on the pole, hugging it tightly and dancing on it. Rhys was sitting in his chair, drinking yet another glass of vodka before turning to the ladies.

"So, plan?" He slurred.

"The plan can be made after we throw some cash at Cass, because hot damn!" Sabrina said while slowly getting off the ground.

Rhys looked at Cass who was twirling around on the pole. "Azzzzzz."

"He's not here, Cass." Rhys shouted to the other male. "Remember? That's why we showed up. These lovely ladies are here to help us."