Necessities

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3rd person POV:

After the realization of his limits with all the limitations placed upon him (Y/n) walked through the city with Jest.

(Y/n): I need a new plan of attack...

(Y/n): But how should I go about it...?

Jest:(bow firing gestures)

(Y/n): Do I look like that elf boy?

Jest:(thinking gesture)

Jest:(heavy hammer or ax gestures)

(Y/n): Nah, ain't my style.

Arthur: Dad!

(Y/n): How would that- wait.

Arthur then hugged (Y/n)'s leg.

(Y/n): Arthur? Where did you come from?

Rachel: Hey, have you finished your job?

(Y/n): No... I'm going to need some kind of weapon if I want to finish the job.

Rachel: Well there's this new weapon shop that I heard opened up in the city.

(Y/n): Perfect. Let's go check it out.

When he saw the weapon shop, he gained a sense of dread.

(Opening theme)


(Y/n): No...

He stood in front of a weapon shop called Dora and Greg's incorporated.

(Y/n): It can't be...

Rachel: Have you heard of them? They've become a pretty widespread industry.

(Y/n): Bullshit-!

(Y/n):!

(Y/n):(looks at Arthur)

(Y/n): Fuck! I mean, shit! God damn it!

(Y/n): Arthur, don't use any of those words in front of your mom or we're both in for a bad time.

Arthur: Okay... But what-

(Y/n): Just forget about those words.

Jest:(with a look) What's the problem?

(Y/n): Oh poor innocent Jest, I envy you.

(Y/n): Let's just get this over with... With any luck, there not here.

Entering the shop they saw a plethora of weapons. From crossbows to war hammers they had more weapons than anything else.

Arthur: Dad, can I get my own sword?

(Y/n): No, your mom would try to slay me again if she wasn't with you as you got your first sword.

Looking around the shop, (Y/n) couldn't find anything he liked.

(Y/n): Tch...

Jest tried to find a battle instrument but to him, it seemed they were out of stock.

Continuing to look around, the four eventually heard two audible gasps but ignored it since they couldn't find the gaspers.

A blond man and woman then shouted.

Dora/Greg: Master!

(Y/n):(mind) Oh come on! Who am I going to see next, the old elf and the mermaid monster?!

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