Episode 2: The Wolf of New York

[IamNotLoki]

Sunni noticed a woman walk in. She looked so pretty... Oh, she was the woman with the whip from yesterday. There was something about the woman that made her look really really cool... Maybe it was her clothing and the sunglasses? Maybe it was her cold eyes? The woman was very powerful, Sunni remembered. She managed to tear the Mangler's arm off. Sunni smiled, suddenly feeling much safer. The woman asked if she was okay.


"I'm not hurt at all!" No, she wasn't hurt all.


Not after her parents died, and most definitely not after she got attacked by some six eyed wolf monster Mangler thing. Sunni looked back at a middle aged woman with round glasses. She was informed that Mr. Irons was in 524, which was on the third floor. A guard gave her a visitor stick, which Sunni placed on her shoulder. 


"Let's go let's go let's go!" Sunni said.


She fast-walked (she figured that if she ran she would get yelled at by the secretary) down the hallway, took a left, and found the elevator. She then waited for everyone else.

Jim


Meanwhile, the commissioner laid face-up on a white hospital bed buried in sheets.  He looked lazily at the television as the ladies of "the View" argued about the president-elect, Roy Mustang.  Whoopsie Goldberg butted in on a lady raising a finger.  "Well I'm just glad were not saying 'President Trump'!"  She looked at the audience and the audience laughed.  "Our new president is hella handsome, don't you agree ladies?"  A middle aged woman host said to the audience and the audience cheered.


Jim watched the show with empty, emotionless eyes.  The bed sheets covering his mouth. 


He though about Sunni and he wondered if she is safe.  He also wondered about the mangler and if he... It... Was still on the loose.


Whoopie Goldberg spoke once more:  "I ain't scared of no Mangler!  He's a coward who likes to run away!  Bring it on Mangler!  Bring it on!"  The studio audience clapped.


Jim watched on, unaffected.

 

[IamNotLoki]

"Thank you, I hope she enjoys those roses,"  A young woman said to a finely dressed man as he smiled back.  "Thanks, you're a lifesaver, Elsa..."  The man walked on carrying a bundle of flowers.  The your woman looked completely different from her appearance from the night before.  Her red hair neatly tied in a high ponytail.  Instead of a black dress she wore a simple blouse and slacks under a green apron.  Her pale skin shone among the flowers in her store.  She hummed as she held a rose in her hand.  She used clippers to trim the leaves.


A man with premature white hair wearing a fancy red suit walked to the store.  "Bonjour, how are the flowers doing, Elsa?"  The man asked from the other side of the counter.  He has a thick French accent.  Without moving her eyes from the roses, Elsa spoke while she trimmed some dead leaves.  "They're growing perfectly, Pierre..."  Elsa smiled.  "The fastest growing flowers are ready to strangle each other... It's starting to get really fun..."  Elsa smirked as she stood up and looked at Pierre.  


Pierre, unmasked, was a tall, scrawny looking man with pale, almost wrinkly skin and short white hair.  His eyes are fixed in a permanent smile.  


"Hmm... Interesting..."  Pierre held some roses in his fingers.  "I can tell that you are getting very excited..."  


"Oh I am... It's incredible how much a soul gets warped when you just give a person a taste of a little power... It's quite fascinating..."  Elsa said as she clipped some flowers and bundled them up.


"Just reminding you, Elsa... It's not our job to get involved.  You can talk to them as much as you want... but don't get emotional, oui?"  Pierre smirked, revealing wrinkles on his cheek.


"I... understand..."  Elsa sighed.  "It gets boring just watching you know?"  She complained as she wrapped the flowers in paper.


"It's for the good of everyone if we avoid interfering... just sit back and watch.  So... how is your dog doing?"  Pierre asked cryptically.


"As always, wouldn't leave me alone... starting to get annoying," Elsa frowned and handed Pierre the flowers.


"That's unfortunate... well as long as he doesn't know your real name... he can't hurt you..."  Pierre chuckled amusedly.  "I would imagine you would think it's cute..."


Elsa simply pouted.


"Stay safe Elsa..."  Pierre said his last words.


Elsa tucked a hair behind her ear as the man walked away.  "My dog huh?"

 

[Eagleye415]

Anastasiya watched as the gang member went off, not having to get so as far as 6 by the time he went out to make a cocky threat to her as he went out. Anastasiya sighed as she holstered her whip again. "Well, that ends that little escapade... Now I have to head back to that one apartment... Don't know if you caught the news, but the Mangler got chased out, after trying to kill a teenage girl... Gotta get my bike which is still over there... Anyway, hope you enjoy the show 'cause war is gonna break loose and like I would most likely expect yet wouldn't want anyway, I don't want to hear anything you know about his boss. That way we make this second adventure all the more interesting eh? Anyway, I don't wish to bore any of us anymore, so I must bid you adieu Elsa. Do svidaniya." Waving behind her as she began to leave and exit the warehouse casually as if nothing occurred there, cleaning off some little drops of blood along the way. The deed was done, and as of today... A war had begun... She was going to commit herself to taking down both the Mangler and the demon's gang...


That next day.


Anastasiya had woken up early that morning, the night before had been a long night full of action. She finally had her jacket, and jeans cleaned, even though they were ripped... Her whip was cleaned of its blood and was fresh. She had looked herself over in the mirror as she looked over at her naked body, putting on her bra, she took particular notice at her skin, as it had quite the lively appearance and appeal to it the area that was cut up yesterday, had begun scabbing up although. She then put on a blue, white and red plaid shirt, with jeans and put on her whip holster which had the whip holstered, looking herself over as she did so. She had the plan to visit the hospital that Iron's was most likely admitted too. She genuinely cared for his safety in the moment and needed to know what was going on. And although it was mostly a casual visit and she mostly looked casual like she usually did, she took a lot of time pampering her face with some makeup trying to look good. Anastasiya quickly then made kasha (basically a Russian breakfast porridge with multiple grains in it) for herself quickly, as well as coffee, the elixir of her life. As she finished, she put on a gray leather jacket keeping an opening for the plaid shirt's exposure, put on her gloves, and her helmet as well as putting on some aviator sunglasses and her motorbike boots. And then began driving over, her mind dwelling on the night before and what happened. Finally, as she made it, she put up the kickstand making the bike stable, took off her helmet and gloves keeping her sunglasses on, she then began waltzing over to the entrance. Noticing LA and the girl from the night before, whom she considered friendlier type-faces. "Why hello there again, that was a hectic night eh? Anyway, I presume you two came to check up on, whatever his name is... Well, wait... Before I say anything like that, are we sure he has not kicked the bucket early yet? That just wouldn't be fun..." She said with some dark humor. As if she said nothing of the sort, she then looked to Sunni and warmly and genuinely asked as she brushed her blonde hair back, with her normally cold intimidating eyes looking warm with some compassion as she took off her sunglasses a moment. "Are you ok? Did you get hurt at all last night? I can only hope that you were not hurt or anything," Then addressing LA. She grimly stated putting her arms in her jacket pockets. "Sorry if I seemingly popped out as soon as I came in, I tried to not let that son of a bitch get away, but the Mangler escaped last night, unfortunately..."

"Oh it's you." Lavernius said with a wide grin. He was happy to see that the Russian woman was okay. "It was pretty hectic, but we both made it out alright. I don't think Irons would kick the bucket so easily." He cracked a smile at the Russian's dark words. "We're here to see him today." LA smiled at the Russian's determination. "It's fine.." He paused mid sentence as he tried to remember her name. Then, Lavernius came to the realization that he never learned. "Wow! I just realized we never exchanged names properly. My name is Lavernius Alexander or LA as people tend to call me." He held out a hand to her. "In regards to the Mangler, you did all you could do. We'll get him next time."

 

[IamNotLoki]

Bonnie and Clyde (Day After)


Lunch Hour,  The Cajun Cave was packed full of people.  Scent of Louisiana spices filled the air as happy customers enjoyed their gumbo, shrimp bake, and cornbread.  Bonnie was frantically running around the restaurant leaving plates from table to table.  "One po' boy, Two Gumbo bowls, three jambalaya rice!"  Bonnie said as she wrote down the orders.  Clyde dinged the bell and she ran to the counter to pick up a hot plate of crawfish.


"Ooh man... lot'sa people today!  Whoo!"  Clyde said as he wiped sweat from his brow as he deep fried a beer battered catfish.


"CLYDE I'M GETTIN PRETTY TUCKERED!"  Bonnie whined as she ran back to the counter.  A couple of people left, leaving a generous tip on the table.  "THANK YOU FOR DINING WITH US!  COME AGAIN SOON!"  Bonnie and Clyde said at the same time as the left.  Their faces smiling cheerfully but tiredly.


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After the frantic lunch hour the pair slumped down on a table, looking beat up. 


"That was crazy..."  Clyde said under his breath.


"yeah, but we got a ton of cash though!"  Bonnie said as she waved a fan of tips around.  


The two looked at each other and grinned.


"Wanna go steal something?"  Clyde asked.


"Thought you'd never ask!"  Bonnie grinned.

 

[AllQuiet]

Jennifer had finally made it to the library. After just a few minutes she was already headed back out to her car, a pair of books in hand. After tossing the books into the backseat of her car, she decided to check her phone, see if she'd missed any texts, since she had put her phone on silent while she was in the library, and sure enough, she had missed one. It was a text from her dad, who seemed to be worried about her, she skimmed through about twelve texts before something caught her attention. Apparently the Mangler had attacked a police officer, and they survived. She immediately switched to the internet app to see what she could dig up on this event. "...Let's see what I can find...alright, so, they're hospitalized, but I can't find what hospital... Hmm...What's the guy's name though? Let's see...ah, there we go. I need to look for a man named Jim Irons... I wouldn't expect news sites to know the name of who had been attacked, I mean wouldn't that kind of thing usually be confidential, or am I just mistaken here?  Well, whatever, not gonna dwell on it. Now, I've got two choices. Try to find and talk to this Jim Irons guy, or go home and research Greek and Latin to figure out what language I keep speaking despite having no knowledge of it... Yep, definitely going to try and find this Jim Irons guy." She says to herself before driving off to check a few hospitals. Although, it really wouldn't take her long to find the one she needed.


Her first stop proved to be the correct destination, the hospital nearest to the apartment that she had been broken into yesterday and that she'd been hiding outside of when the police cars and ambulances arrived. I mean, it seemed like an obvious starting point, and the woman at the front desk quickly proved her right. After mere moments of asking the woman at the front desk she knew the exact room number of Jim Irons. Room 524, a room on the third floor of the hospital. When the woman inquired as to whether she knew Jim Irons or not, she told her that she didn't know him very well, and was actually here to bring him a letter from a friend of hers. This was quite obviously a lie, but the woman at the front desk didn't seem to notice. Jennifer said she left the letter in the car, and headed back out, searching her car and eventually finding an unused envelope and a blank sheet of paper. Why they were there, she had no clue, but, it probably didn't really matter. She folded the blank sheet of paper in half and put it in the envelope, carefully sealing it before realising that she really had no reason to be doing this when she could just go invisible and sneak in. She was really over complicating things and wasting time Granted, she didn't quite know if it was legal or not though, and instead headed back into the hospital, deciding not to risk doing something that could get her arrested, fake letter in hand, and got a visitor stick from one of the guards. She decided to take the stairs instead of the elevator, because why not, and begun making her way to the third floor...in a slow and inefficient manner that really had not been thought out. Yeah, this was going to take a while.

 

[The Omen of Death]

42 minutes ago, Eagleye415 said:



"Oh it's you." Lavernius said with a wide grin. He was happy to see that the Russian woman was okay. "It was pretty hectic, but we both made it out alright. I don't think Irons would kick the bucket so easily." He cracked a smile at the Russian's dark words. "We're here to see him today." LA smiled at the Russian's determination. "It's fine.." He paused mid sentence as he tried to remember her name. Then, Lavernius came to the realization that he never learned. "Wow! I just realized we never exchanged names properly. My name is Lavernius Alexander or LA as people tend to call me." He held out a hand to her. "In regards to the Mangler, you did all you could do. We'll get him next time."




 






 






 






 






 

Anastasiya smiled as she approached Lavernius smiles are contagious as they always say. "Yes, I am that one woman, the one you happened to almost run into yesterday while I was on my bike." She joked obviously reffering to the day before. "Yeah it was, its good to hear you guys got out ok. And its good to hear he is doing mostly fine there... It's also good to hear you are paying him a visit, I guessed as much, I am gonna be visiting too." Anastasiya smirked at Lavernius as he introduced himself jokingly saying "Well you know, things like yesterday do tend to make learning each others names hard. It's nice to meet you Lavernius, my name is Anastasiya Razuvayeva." She said as she shook his hand. "Aye I tried, I swear to god he is not getting away next time..." Stating it with grim seriousness and the slight hissing of vengeance underneath the words. Suddenly her attitude went more positively as she heard Sunni state she was ok. "Great to hear that you were not harmed, you most definetly should never have had to go through something like that... Ever... I know first hand what that's like, and that was not fun... Not many people deserve that..." She said becoming grim again near the end as she thought to her own past for a moment. And with yet another change in pace, she looked to LA and said as Sunni began going forward. "Well, let's not go standing around like a bunch of sacks of useless shit, and let's go yeah?" She said as she began to walk, trailing Sunni into the elevator.

 

[doneanddusted]

Sorry for that weird thing below my phone is acting up

Anastasiya smiled as she approached Lavernius smiles are contagious as they always say. "Yes, I am that one woman, the one you happened to almost run into yesterday while I was on my bike." She joked obviously reffering to the day before. "Yeah it was, its good to hear you guys got out ok. And its good to hear he is doing mostly fine there... It's also good to hear you are paying him a visit, I guessed as much, I am gonna be visiting too." Anastasiya smirked at Lavernius as he introduced himself jokingly saying "Well you know, things like yesterday do tend to make learning each others names hard. It's nice to meet you Lavernius, my name is Anastasiya Razuvayeva." She said as she shook his hand. "Aye I tried, I swear to god he is not getting away next time..." Stating it with grim seriousness and the slight hissing of vengeance underneath the words. Suddenly her attitude went more positively as she heard Sunni state she was ok. "Great to hear that you were not harmed, you most definetly should never have had to go through something like that... Ever... I know first hand what that's like, and that was not fun... Not many people deserve that..." She said becoming grim again near the end as she thought to her own past for a moment. And with yet another change in pace, she looked to LA and said as Sunni began going forward. "Well, let's not go standing around like a bunch of sacks of useless shit, and let's go yeah?" She said as she began to walk, trailing Sunni into the elevator.

This woman really needed to stop cursing. Sunni tapped her foot impatiently. The elevator was too slow! The moment the elevator door opened to the third floor, Sunni ignored the two adults and flew down the hallways until she found room 524. This was it! She finally would get to see Mr. Irons! Practically bouncing with excitement, the girl knocked the door to the room quickly.

 

[IamNotLoki]

Sorry for that weird thing below my phone is acting up


This woman really needed to stop cursing. Sunni tapped her foot impatiently. The elevator was too slow! The moment the elevator door opened to the third floor, Sunni ignored the two adults and flew down the hallways until she found room 524. This was it! She finally would get to see Mr. Irons! Practically bouncing with excitement, the girl knocked the door to the room quickly.

"It's open!"  Jim said tiredly under all the bedsheets, for some reason he felt quite cold.


When Sunni peaked her head into the room, Jim's tired eyes brightened.  "Kid!  You're alive!"  He smiled and sat up.  He winced a bit as he felt pain in his chest.  He was wearing a blue patient scrub and there seems to be a lot of bandages around his chest.  He smelled like ointment.  "Where did you stay last night?  I was so worried, kid..."  Jim said as the ladies from "the View" went on talking on the television.  "Heh, don't mind all this... I'm a tough 'ol dog..."

 

[doneanddusted]

"It's open!"  Jim said tiredly under all the bedsheets, for some reason he felt quite cold.


When Sunni peaked her head into the room, Jim's tired eyes brightened.  "Kid!  You're alive!"  He smiled and sat up.  He winced a bit as he felt pain in his chest.  He was wearing a blue patient scrub and there seems to be a lot of bandages around his chest.  He smelled like ointment.  "Where did you stay last night?  I was so worried, kid..."  Jim said as the ladies from "the View" went on talking on the television.  "Heh, don't mind all this... I'm a tough 'ol dog..."

Sunni peaked her head into the room and saw Jim. She didn't know how to feel. She was happy to know that Mr. Irons was okay and that he was alive, but she was shocked to see him so hurt, and she wanted to cry because of what happened the night before. But she grinned, a bit too cheerily, and ran up to Mr. Irons.


"Ana-Anastayayia-Anatasayia.. the lady with the whip and Mr. LA are here too!" She said. 


She blinked. She wanted to ask about passing, but she was scared that people would walk in and interrupt.


"Are you okay?" She asked, unsure of what else to say. "I heard that a bunch of ribs broke..." 


The creature knocking Jim against the wall flashed in her mind. 


"N-Nevermind that, you're okay now!" Again with the overly cheerful smile. 

 

[IamNotLoki]

Sunni peaked her head into the room and saw Jim. She didn't know how to feel. She was happy to know that Mr. Irons was okay and that he was alive, but she was shocked to see him so hurt, and she wanted to cry because of what happened the night before. But she grinned, a bit too cheerily, and ran up to Mr. Irons.


"Ana-Anastayayia-Anatasayia.. the lady with the whip and Mr. LA are here too!" She said. 


She blinked. She wanted to ask about passing, but she was scared that people would walk in and interrupt.


"Are you okay?" She asked, unsure of what else to say. "I heard that a bunch of ribs broke..." 


The creature knocking Jim against the wall flashed in her mind. 


"N-Nevermind that, you're okay now!" Again with the overly cheerful smile. 

"Nah, I've taken worse hits in Afghanistan... don't worry bout me..."  Jim shook his head.  "I'm glad you're okay... I keep thinking about how you could have gotten killed or something... I keep waiting for the news but this show's so long..."  Jim looked at Whoopie Goldberg's face and winced.  "Anastasia and LA?"  He asked her, "Who?"  He asked not knowing the names of the people who helped out during the Mangler attack.  "I... I'm just glad you're safe, kid..."

 

[doneanddusted]

"Nah, I've taken worse hits in Afghanistan... don't worry bout me..."  Jim shook his head.  "I'm glad you're okay... I keep thinking about how you could have gotten killed or something... I keep waiting for the news but this show's so long..."  Jim looked at Whoopie Goldberg's face and winced.  "Anastasia and LA?"  He asked her, "Who?"  He asked not knowing the names of the people who helped out during the Mangler attack.  "I... I'm just glad you're safe, kid..."

"Yeah... I'm okay." Sunni said, unsure how to reply to everything. "I'm okay..."


She was fine physically... But emotionally she was exhausted. Sunni had gone to sleep on the thoughts of the Mangler and death, and those thoughts had followed her to her dreams. She often heard the voice of her parents calling her name. Sunni would look around, and realize her parents weren't there to call her name anyways. The girl looked down, immersed in her thoughts now. 


Death... What was death? Sunni imagined nothingness, but it was hard to imagine. What was getting killed? Sunni imagined if the Mangler really had got to her. It was experiencing terror and then nothingness... Sunni frowned. Was it her fault that her parents had to experience this? If she were there, she could've somehow protected them. What was life for Sunni? It had been the same cycle of work. If Sunni had died, then for 8 years she had wasted six hours of her life. Sunni blinked.


Sunni could died at any moment, from anything. Her life would've been a waste. She was nothing and would die nothing. 


I think everything's become so much more fun since your parents died.


Shut the hell up.

 

[Eagleye415]

Anastasiya smiled as she approached Lavernius smiles are contagious as they always say. "Yes, I am that one woman, the one you happened to almost run into yesterday while I was on my bike." She joked obviously reffering to the day before. "Yeah it was, its good to hear you guys got out ok. And its good to hear he is doing mostly fine there... It's also good to hear you are paying him a visit, I guessed as much, I am gonna be visiting too." Anastasiya smirked at Lavernius as he introduced himself jokingly saying "Well you know, things like yesterday do tend to make learning each others names hard. It's nice to meet you Lavernius, my name is Anastasiya Razuvayeva." She said as she shook his hand. "Aye I tried, I swear to god he is not getting away next time..." Stating it with grim seriousness and the slight hissing of vengeance underneath the words. Suddenly her attitude went more positively as she heard Sunni state she was ok. "Great to hear that you were not harmed, you most definetly should never have had to go through something like that... Ever... I know first hand what that's like, and that was not fun... Not many people deserve that..." She said becoming grim again near the end as she thought to her own past for a moment. And with yet another change in pace, she looked to LA and said as Sunni began going forward. "Well, let's not go standing around like a bunch of sacks of useless shit, and let's go yeah?" She said as she began to walk, trailing Sunni into the elevator.

Anastasiya Razuvayeva. "Wow that name is long." Lavernius said trying to short it all done to a manageable length (well for him at least). "Do you mind if I call you Ana Raz? or Ana Razuva?" The Russian's cursing was a bit much, but it was part of her charm (in his opinion). "Yes. It's time we got on with it and saw the old man." LA followed them into the elevator and up to the third floor. When they arrived at the room, however, he hung back to give Sunni and Irons some time to talk.

 

[IamNotLoki]

Anastasiya Razuvayeva. "Wow that name is long." Lavernius said trying to short it all done to a manageable length (well for him at least). "Do you mind if I call you Ana Raz? or Ana Razuva?" The Russian's cursing was a bit much, but it was part of her charm (in his opinion). "Yes. It's time we got on with it and saw the old man." LA followed them into the elevator and up to the third floor. When they arrived at the room, however, he hung back to give Sunni and Irons some time to talk.

LA and Ana walked into the room and Jim adjusted his sitting position.  "Oh it's these two.  Thanks for helping us out last night.  If you guys didn't come over to help, we would have been dog food by now.  I mean it, you have my gratitude..."  Jim pointed a finger at them.  "My name is James Irons, I'm the commissioner for the NYPD... I've been spending the last two months trying to find the mangler... didn't know he was going to be some rabid monster..."  Jim joked.  He turned off the TV.  "It's obvious now what the Mangler is after... he's after people with these black cards..."  Jim pulled out the Anubis Card.  He looked at the scales above LA... same as last night... except leaning more on the good side.  He looked at Ana's scales... he flinched a bit when it showed a highly unbalanced scale, more skewed than the last time he saw her.  What did she do? Did she kill someone? "I know this is a lot for me to ask... but... can I ask you guys a favor?"

 

[IamNotLoki]

"Lets go move it, boss would want his shipment of milk to be late... come on!"  A a bald man wearing a black leather Jacket said as a couple of big muscle thugs pushed boxes of milk into a milk truck.  "Let's go lets go!"


Suddenly the sounds of flamenco music filled the air.










The bald guy looked up to where the music was coming from.  "Where's that damn racket coming from?"  He pulled out a black pistol from his jacket just in case it was trouble.


"Buanas Noches Amigos!"  Bonnie and Clyde appeared on the rooftops... their crimson Capes flew and covered the moonlight.  Their faces were covered in paint... making them look like skulls.  Clyde's hair was dyed blue and combed in a spiral shape.  He wore strange blue fantasy armor.  Bonnie was wearing a simple pink dress, on her head is a unicorn horn. Between them was a boombox that blasted flamenco music in the once quiet night air.  


"Who the hell are you clowns?"  The bald man asked as the muscle thugs came out of the truck.


"Ah... Forgive us for not introducing ourselves..."  Clyde snapped his fingers and struck a flamenco pose.  A rose suddenly appeared between his teeth.  "We are the friends of justice!"  As soon as he posed, Bonnie posed the different pose.  "We are the enemies of evil..."  She said taking a pose that resembles a horse standing on two legs.  "The avatars of truth, justice, friendship, virtue, hotdogs, and the American Way!"  They said that line together before posing again.


A flashy explosion happened in the background making the duo seem more action-packed.


The bald man grit his teeth.


"I am Senor Frederico Magellan Ferdinand Mariana Jose Valisco Caballerio!"  Clyde made up names as he went along.  He posed dynamically.  "I am his sidekick... uh... um... El Unicornio!  Neigh!"  Bonnie struck another pose.


"What the fuck do you want?  Can't you see we're delivering Milk?"  The bald guy rubbed his temple in frustration.


Bonnie flinched and paused the music.


"MILK?"  Bonnie looked at Clyde confused.  "I thought you said they were delivering cash?"  Bonnie asked her partner.


"Milk... drat... I guess I didn't do my research, hun... could'a sworn it was money,"  Clyde sighed, his southern accent returning.


"I... I guess we should steal the milk?"  Bonnie grinned.


"Hmm... we do already have a lot of money... we don't have a lot of milk..."  Clyde whispered while he tried to think.  "Yeah, we could use milk..."


"Yeah... these guys look suspicious anyways... I bet they're gonna use that milk for evil... like bake Hitler a Cake evil..."  Bonnie pouted before turning the music back on.


"Alright Amigos..."  Clyde's Spanish accent is terrible.  "HAND OVER THE MILK TO US!"  Bonnie said passionately before turning into a Rapier.


Clyde picked her up and leaped... casting a moonlit shadow on the thugs.


"Aww... crap..."  The thugs took out their guns.


@Birdsie


(My bad should have quoted you)

 

[doneanddusted]

Anastasiya Razuvayeva. "Wow that name is long." Lavernius said trying to short it all done to a manageable length (well for him at least). "Do you mind if I call you Ana Raz? or Ana Razuva?" The Russian's cursing was a bit much, but it was part of her charm (in his opinion). "Yes. It's time we got on with it and saw the old man." LA followed them into the elevator and up to the third floor. When they arrived at the room, however, he hung back to give Sunni and Irons some time to talk.

LA and Ana walked into the room and Jim adjusted his sitting position.  "Oh it's these two.  Thanks for helping us out last night.  If you guys didn't come over to help, we would have been dog food by now.  I mean it, you have my gratitude..."  Jim pointed a finger at them.  "My name is James Irons, I'm the commissioner for the NYPD... I've been spending the last two months trying to find the mangler... didn't know he was going to be some rabid monster..."  Jim joked.  He turned off the TV.  "It's obvious now what the Mangler is after... he's after people with these black cards..."  Jim pulled out the Anubis Card.  He looked at the scales above LA... same as last night... except leaning more on the good side.  He looked at Ana's scales... he flinched a bit when it showed a highly unbalanced scale, more skewed than the last time he saw her.  What did she do? Did she kill someone? "I know this is a lot for me to ask... but... can I ask you guys a favor?"

When Ms. Ana and Mr. LA walked in, Sunni grinned and waved wildly. She then walked to the other side of Mr. Iron's bed so that the two adults could talk to. She sort of then sat down, leaning against the wall. She looked up at the tv, a bit bored. She didn't really feel like talking to adults anyways. It was playing a show with a bunch of middle aged women discussing the new president. Apparently it was called The View? The girl had never heard of it. Sunni cared quite a bit about politics, and honestly wondered why adults had such a condescending view on the people who would have to fix the goddamn mistakes they make. Either way the tv was rather boring, mainly because Sunni just didn't really like television all that much. Welp, whatever. Maybe her English would improve by watching whatever talk show thing this was.

 

[The Omen of Death]

Anastasiya Razuvayeva. "Wow that name is long." Lavernius said trying to short it all done to a manageable length (well for him at least). "Do you mind if I call you Ana Raz? or Ana Razuva?" The Russian's cursing was a bit much, but it was part of her charm (in his opinion). "Yes. It's time we got on with it and saw the old man." LA followed them into the elevator and up to the third floor. When they arrived at the room, however, he hung back to give Sunni and Irons some time to talk.

She chuckled at LA's comment about her name, she then said "You can just call me Anastasiya, you don't need to say my last name." Anastasiya then began to follow LA down to the commissioners hospital room.

LA and Ana walked into the room and Jim adjusted his sitting position.  "Oh it's these two.  Thanks for helping us out last night.  If you guys didn't come over to help, we would have been dog food by now.  I mean it, you have my gratitude..."  Jim pointed a finger at them.  "My name is James Irons, I'm the commissioner for the NYPD... I've been spending the last two months trying to find the mangler... didn't know he was going to be some rabid monster..."  Jim joked.  He turned off the TV.  "It's obvious now what the Mangler is after... he's after people with these black cards..."  Jim pulled out the Anubis Card.  He looked at the scales above LA... same as last night... except leaning more on the good side.  He looked at Ana's scales... he flinched a bit when it showed a highly unbalanced scale, more skewed than the last time he saw her.  What did she do? Did she kill someone? "I know this is a lot for me to ask... but... can I ask you guys a favor?"

Anastasiya smiled as she walked in and saw he was alright. She darkly joked "Well, I can see you're definitely not on the way to the morgue, they do say you're not truly dead until you are in the morgue or in the autopsy room." She then courteously nodded. "Your welcome, any time. I do it out of the kindness of my heart, fucking idiots like the Mangler shouldn't be able to roam the Earth and do what they do." She nodded as she listened. "So did we all, although it still apparently lost its arm easy..." She then listened with interest with the knowledge of the Manglers motive. "I see..." she then watched as Jim pulled out his card again and saw Anubis written on it. "I see you have an Anubis card." Smiling slightly. But this faded as she saw him flinch at something, it seemed that the commissioner originally did not know her identity as 'Nemesis' but maybe now he realized. She raised an eyebrow as he asked for a favor. "Yeah? What is it?"

 

[IamNotLoki]

She chuckled at LA's comment about her name, she then said "You can just call me Anastasiya, you don't need to say my last name." Anastasiya then began to follow LA down to the commissioners hospital room.


Anastasiya smiled as she walked in and saw he was alright. She darkly joked "Well, I can see you're definitely not on the way to the morgue, they do say you're not truly dead until you are in the morgue or in the autopsy room." She then courteously nodded. "Your welcome, any time. I do it out of the kindness of my heart, fucking idiots like the Mangler shouldn't be able to roam the Earth and do what they do." She nodded as she listened. "So did we all, although it still apparently lost its arm easy..." She then listened with interest with the knowledge of the Manglers motive. "I see..." she then watched as Jim pulled out his card again and saw Anubis written on it. "I see you have an Anubis card." Smiling slightly. But this faded as she saw him flinch at something, it seemed that the commissioner originally did not know her identity as 'Nemesis' but maybe now he realized. She raised an eyebrow as he asked for a favor. "Yeah? What is it?"

"As you can see, I won't be out of this hospital for a while... I won't be able to work with the police to investigate the Mangler..."  Jim sighed.  "I want to ask all of you to avoid getting involved with the mangler case.  I am worried for all of your safety... especially you Sunni..."  Jim looked at the girl.  "I know you might get curious or adventurous, but I want to ask you to not get involved with the investigation... Detective Hamilton will lead the police investigation, and I want you all to stay safe.  Cards or not, you are all targeted by the mangler," Jim looked at each person sternly.  "Please leave this to the police... after seeing it for real, I don't want any of you t get hurt..."

 

[doneanddusted]

"As you can see, I won't be out of this hospital for a while... I won't be able to work with the police to investigate the Mangler..."  Jim sighed.  "I want to ask all of you to avoid getting involved with the mangler case.  I am worried for all of your safety... especially you Sunni..."  Jim looked at the girl.  "I know you might get curious or adventurous, but I want to ask you to not get involved with the investigation... Detective Hamilton will lead the police investigation, and I want you all to stay safe.  Cards or not, you are all targeted by the mangler," Jim looked at each person sternly.  "Please leave this to the police... after seeing it for real, I don't want any of you t get hurt..."

Sunni looked up at Mr. Irons when her name was mentioned. He didn't want her getting involved with the Mangler. He wanted the police to investigate.


"How would you get rid of the Mangler with just the power of the police?" Sunni asked, her face changing from that of a child to that of an actually mature eighth grader. "Sure, you can shoot it with a gun, but I doubt that would work. Miste- I mean LA said that the Mangler could be a god card owner. If that was true, then wouldn't it be better if those with the same amount of power as it exterminated it?"


Sunni shrugged.


"J-Just a thought." she added, before looking back up at the television. She had thrown in her input. The adults could keep discussing without her.

 

[IamNotLoki]

Sunni looked up at Mr. Irons when her name was mentioned. He didn't want her getting involved with the Mangler. He wanted the police to investigate.


"How would you get rid of the Mangler with just the power of the police?" Sunni asked, her face changing from that of a child to that of an actually mature eighth grader. "Sure, you can shoot it with a gun, but I doubt that would work. Miste- I mean LA said that the Mangler could be a god card owner. If that was true, then wouldn't it be better if those with the same amount of power as it exterminated it?"


Sunni shrugged.


"J-Just a thought." she added, before looking back up at the television. She had thrown in her input. The adults could keep discussing without her.

"You guys are just kids..."  Jim frowned.  "This... wicked organization... had the balls to give kids the power of gods... gave them the responsibility to fight a war they shouldn't even fight..."  Jim grit his teeth, his voice was raspy.  "I lost my kid... about the same age as you Sunni... I... I can't bear to see you end up as him..."  Jim looked down on his sheets.  "I know these cards are encouraging you to take up arms against something you think you can handle... they give you confidence... but in the end... you're all just kids.  Live your life, enjoy your childhood... I don't want you guys to get involved,"  Jim looked at them all.  


"I know I said before I needed your help for the investigation, I thought I could use people who were given powers through these cards to fight the Mangler..."  Jim said as he looked at the ceiling.  "Then I realized that I was compromising my conscience... I can't send you kids to fight our war... this is my responsibility..."  Jim said adamantly.


The door opened and a young detective wearing blue-framed glasses came in the room.  He was holding a bouquet of flowers.  "Chief, I heard what happened... I..."  Mark Hamilton turned to face Sunni.  "YOU!"  He placed the flowers on the coffee table and looked at her intensely.  "I was looking all over for you!  I was worried sick!  I thought you got kidnapped!  We wanted to get an interview from you for the longest time, Hikari Sui..."  He pointed at her.  


"Flowers, Mark?"  Jim looked at the flowers and grinned with amusement.


"Er... it was on the way... I just picked them up..."  Mark scratched his head.


"So, you're gonna be in charge of the Mangler case for a while..."  Jim said as he turned the TV off.


"Yeah, I just came with an investigation team over at your old apartment to look for clues... no arm found there..."  Mark said as he rubbed the back of his neck.  "This all sounds too fantastic... I'm not sure if what you're saying is true or not Commissioner, but I'll try my best,"  Mark said.


Jim sighed.  "I know you don;t believe me Mark, but what I'm saying is real... the Mangler is a person with a card just like mine... It's best if you keep your men vigilant..."  


"Alright, I didn't say I didn't believe you, sir..."


"Mark... these kids here are stubborn... no matter how much I will warn them, I bet they will continue to investigate the Mangler... If you find them snooping around, make sure you keep them out of harm's way..."


Mark looked at the group and laughed.


"Hey guys, I'm Detective Hamilton... listen to the commissioner ok?"

 

[Eagleye415]

"You guys are just kids..."  Jim frowned.  "This... wicked organization... had the balls to give kids the power of gods... gave them the responsibility to fight a war they shouldn't even fight..."  Jim grit his teeth, his voice was raspy.  "I lost my kid... about the same age as you Sunni... I... I can't bear to see you end up as him..."  Jim looked down on his sheets.  "I know these cards are encouraging you to take up arms against something you think you can handle... they give you confidence... but in the end... you're all just kids.  Live your life, enjoy your childhood... I don't want you guys to get involved,"  Jim looked at them all.  


"I know I said before I needed your help for the investigation, I thought I could use people who were given powers through these cards to fight the Mangler..."  Jim said as he looked at the ceiling.  "Then I realized that I was compromising my conscience... I can't send you kids to fight our war... this is my responsibility..."  Jim said adamantly.


The door opened and a young detective wearing blue-framed glasses came in the room.  He was holding a bouquet of flowers.  "Chief, I heard what happened... I..."  Mark Hamilton turned to face Sunni.  "YOU!"  He placed the flowers on the coffee table and looked at her intensely.  "I was looking all over for you!  I was worried sick!  I thought you got kidnapped!  We wanted to get an interview from you for the longest time, Hikari Sui..."  He pointed at her.  


"Flowers, Mark?"  Jim looked at the flowers and grinned with amusement.


"Er... it was on the way... I just picked them up..."  Mark scratched his head.


"So, you're gonna be in charge of the Mangler case for a while..."  Jim said as he turned the TV off.


"Yeah, I just came with an investigation team over at your old apartment to look for clues... no arm found there..."  Mark said as he rubbed the back of his neck.  "This all sounds too fantastic... I'm not sure if what you're saying is true or not Commissioner, but I'll try my best,"  Mark said.


Jim sighed.  "I know you don;t believe me Mark, but what I'm saying is real... the Mangler is a person with a card just like mine... It's best if you keep your men vigilant..."  


"Alright, I didn't say I didn't believe you, sir..."


"Mark... these kids here are stubborn... no matter how much I will warn them, I bet they will continue to investigate the Mangler... If you find them snooping around, make sure you keep them out of harm's way..."


Mark looked at the group and laughed.


"Hey guys, I'm Detective Hamilton... listen to the commissioner ok?"

Lavernius listened to the Commisioner's reasoning, but the thrill of chasing the Mangler and the danger of it was too much for him to pass up. It wasn't exactly the purest reason to go after it. But, he could already feel himself teeming for action. "Sorry guys.. But, there's absolutely no way I can stop the hunt now. The thrill hasn't even reach its peak yet." The look in LA's eyes was one of longing and excitement with a dark undertone to it. His determination was evident in his eyes. "No matter what. I'm going to find this Mangler and the thrill I get from that." Lavernius closed his eyes before opening them with a red shine to his eyes. "Will be immense." 

 

[IamNotLoki]

Lavernius listened to the Commisioner's reasoning, but the thrill of chasing the Mangler and the danger of it was too much for him to pass up. It wasn't exactly the purest reason to go after it. But, he could already feel himself teeming for action. "Sorry guys.. But, there's absolutely no way I can stop the hunt now. The thrill hasn't even reach its peak yet." The look in LA's eyes was one of longing and excitement with a dark undertone to it. His determination was evident in his eyes. "No matter what. I'm going to find this Mangler and the thrill I get from that." Lavernius closed his eyes before opening them with a red shine to his eyes. "Will be immense." 

Jim closed his eyes and grit his teeth.  "Are you out of your fucking mind?"  He said softly but harshly.  "You're kids dealing with a dangerous serial killer with access to a God Card!"  Jim cried out angrily.  "You think I was messing around with that criminal when I tried to use Anubis?  My card had no effect on it!  My police training and military experience had me thrown into a coma!  You all have families and friends who need you alive... don;t throw your lives away!  I need you all to stick together and protect each other in case the Mangler targets you!  Leave the investigation to Detective Hamilton!"  Jim said, his lazy eyes slightly frustrated.


"It's alright commissioner..."  Mark said as he faced the group.  "If they really have the same powers as what you demonstrated to me before.  They could be of great assistance to the NYPD.  And it's not like we could stop them either... no matter what they'll keep pursuing what they think is right..."  Mark pat LA's shoulder.


Jim frowned.  


"Kids can do a lot of things adults can't and I will be more than willing to help you all if you need the assistance of the police..."  Mark told them.  "But I need you all to avoid getting into trouble, the chief is right.  You are all very inexperienced and your lives are very valuable... especially you Ms. Hikari... you are only 13, you have your whole life ahead of you"  Mark explained.


"Since we might be bumping into each other a lot, what are your names?  I already met Miss Sui, but you two, are new.  What are your names?"  Mark asked.

 

[doneanddusted]

Jim closed his eyes and grit his teeth.  "Are you out of your fucking mind?"  He said softly but harshly.  "You're kids dealing with a dangerous serial killer with access to a God Card!"  Jim cried out angrily.  "You think I was messing around with that criminal when I tried to use Anubis?  My card had no effect on it!  My police training and military experience had me thrown into a coma!  You all have families and friends who need you alive... don;t throw your lives away!  I need you all to stick together and protect each other in case the Mangler targets you!  Leave the investigation to Detective Hamilton!"  Jim said, his lazy eyes slightly frustrated.


"It's alright commissioner..."  Mark said as he faced the group.  "If they really have the same powers as what you demonstrated to me before.  They could be of great assistance to the NYPD.  And it's not like we could stop them either... no matter what they'll keep pursuing what they think is right..."  Mark pat LA's shoulder.


Jim frowned.  


"Kids can do a lot of things adults can't and I will be more than willing to help you all if you need the assistance of the police..."  Mark told them.  "But I need you all to avoid getting into trouble, the chief is right.  You are all very inexperienced and your lives are very valuable... especially you Ms. Hikari... you are only 13, you have your whole life ahead of you"  Mark explained.


"Since we might be bumping into each other a lot, what are your names?  I already met Miss Sui, but you two, are new.  What are your names?"  Mark asked.

Now the term kid wouldn't really offend anyone, but it struck Sunni the most. Not because she actually was a kid (she considered herself a teenager, anyways), but because being a kid seemed to suddenly mean she wasn't mature or something. Of course she wasn't mature, but that didn't mean that everyone like her wasn't mature. 


That asshole gets angry at us for throwing our lives away!? He just threw his own life away! 


And then something calm came over her.


He doesn't have much of a life now, does he?


A voice inside her spoke. And for once, Sunni completely agreed. 


"Workaholics..." she muttered under her breath as she sighed.


Then there was the annoying other kid who spoke like he knew her.


"How do you know my name?" Sunni asked curiously and innocently, though she was sort of suspicious. 


Creep.


She didn't remember him, and found it quite odd that he knew her name.


"Uhhh ermm, yeah I can't do anything." She said, laughing a bit. "I have a life planned ahead of me. I guess I'll just go now, since there's nothing else to say. Glad to see that you're okay, Mr. Irons."


Sunni skipped off, grinning. She felt horrible. Weak and horrible. The girl stopped to stare out a window. She felt like punching something, and that glass looked awfully breakable. It would be quite satisfying to hear that darn thing shatter. There was too much energy inside her from whatever anger she felt. If life were a roller coaster, then she wouldn't just be extremely low. She'd be close to the ground, zooming straight forward at the speed of sound. The girl noticed something... After some messing around with the window, she found it could open. Cool. The girl looked down, and the very first thing she thought was:


What happens if I jump off?


The answer was quite obvious, it was that she would break her neck and die. But isn't that what everyone asks when they're somewhere high up and they look down? Sunni actually really wanted to jump off, and not because she wanted to commit suicide (if she wanted to die she'd choose a less painful method). She just wanted to feel the feeling of free falling. Sunni practiced some logic and self control and closed the window, turning around to face the hallway. She really, REALLY wanted to jump off now. She had powers, right? She could just catch herself or something, right? Ah but what if people noticed and freaked out? That wouldn't be good. The girl thought all this while staring intensely at the floor, her face thoughtful. 

 

[IamNotLoki]

Now the term kid wouldn't really offend anyone, but it struck Sunni the most. Not because she actually was a kid (she considered herself a teenager, anyways), but because being a kid seemed to suddenly mean she wasn't mature or something. Of course she wasn't mature, but that didn't mean that everyone like her wasn't mature. 


That asshole gets angry at us for throwing our lives away!? He just threw his own life away! 


And then something calm came over her.


He doesn't have much of a life now, does he?


A voice inside her spoke. And for once, Sunni completely agreed. 


"Workaholics..." she muttered under her breath as she sighed.


Then there was the annoying other kid who spoke like he knew her.


"How do you know my name?" Sunni asked curiously and innocently, though she was sort of suspicious. 


Creep.


She didn't remember him, and found it quite odd that he knew her name.


"Uhhh ermm, yeah I can't do anything." She said, laughing a bit. "I have a life planned ahead of me. I guess I'll just go now, since there's nothing else to say. Glad to see that you're okay, Mr. Irons."


Sunni skipped off, grinning. She felt horrible. Weak and horrible. The girl stopped to stare out a window. She felt like punching something, and that glass looked awfully breakable. It would be quite satisfying to hear that darn thing shatter. There was too much energy inside her from whatever anger she felt. If life were a roller coaster, then she wouldn't just be extremely low. She'd be close to the ground, zooming straight forward at the speed of sound. The girl noticed something... After some messing around with the window, she found it could open. Cool. The girl looked down, and the very first thing she thought was:


What happens if I jump off?


The answer was quite obvious, it was that she would break her neck and die. But isn't that what everyone asks when they're somewhere high up and they look down? Sunni actually really wanted to jump off, and not because she wanted to commit suicide. She just wanted to feel the feeling of free falling. Sunni practiced some logic and self control and closed the window, turning around to face the hallway. She really, REALLY wanted to jump off now. She had powers, right? She could just catch herself or something, right? Ah but what if people noticed and freaked out? That wouldn't be good. The girl thought all this while staring intensely at the floor, her face thoughtful. 

A strong hand was placed on the young girl's shoulder.  Jim, wearing a bright blue surgical gown wrapped in bedheets, stood behind her looking at her with tired eyes.  "Sir! get back in your bed!"  A nurse saw Jim and tied to pry him from Sunni.  "Kid... don't push yourself too hard..."  Was all he said before he let the large male nurse guide him back to his room.  "Geez chief..."  Mark said as he watched the man get walked back inside.  :"Just get well soon, okay?  We need you at the HQ..."  Mark said before looking out at Sunni.  "She feels useless... like she couldn't do anything useful in the world of adults... I kinda understand how she feels..."  He sighed.  "Don't worry chief... I'll make sure they don;t get harmed..."

 

[IamNotLoki]

Bonnie and Clyde


"WHAT THE F---"  The bald Devils gang member watched as the truck got easily cut in half by a single slash of the rapier that Bonnie transformed into.  Sheets of metals fell apart as boxes of milk were revealed within it. 


"hahahaha!"  Bonnie laughed in sword-form. "I am the sharpest sword in all of Espania!"  She said as Clyde gave a fencer's salute.  


The thugs,frustrated, took out their machine guns and started spraying lead at Clyde.  "Kill them!"  The bald thug said as the other gangsters started firing bullets relentlessly.


"Aww... everything's gone cattywampus!"  Clyde said before running behind a light pole, blocking some bullets.  


"I gotcha Clyde!"  The sword said before transforming into a shield... with a smiley face on it.  Clyde used Bonnie's shield form to block the bullets aimed at him.  


"What the heck!?"  The bald guy was not completely confused.  First he saw a woman turn into a sword, then he saw a sword turn into a shield.  "K-kill him!"  A hint of fear was not coating the man's voice as he pointed at Clyde armed with Bonnie.


Clyde continued to block the bullets until he heard clicks coming from the weapons.  "Out of Ammo, Boss!"  One of the big thugs said as he looked at the bald guy.


"Okay!"  Clyde grinned.  as his shield transformed into a giant frying pan!  "Let's take them out!  Bonnie-pie!"  Clyde said as he wound up the giant pan like a baseball bat.


BONK!!!


The thugs were rendered unconscious after they got whacked by a huge frying pan.


Bonnie laughed and transformed back to her human form.


"Jackpot!  we got the milk!"  Bonnie said as she ran after Clyde.


"Bonnie, this makes me wonder though... why did they guard this milk so relentlessly?  They could just call the cops?"  Clyde asked.


"Hmmm... Maybe they work for someone really short... and he needs calcium to grow his teeth and bones?"  Bonnie theorized.


"Hmmm... Maybe it's some sort of rare milk... like unicorn milk or something..."  Clyde grunted as he lifted a box in front of them.


"C-Clyde what if these are human milk?  Like an organization that kidnaps women and sucks them up like cows?  And then they sell the milk in the... underground.."  Bonnie cringed.


Clyde looked at her with fearful eyes.


"Well... lets open these up shall we?"  Clyde took out a box opener and opened the box.


"Hmm... Clyde... these don't look like milk..."  Bonnie said as she picked up an MK-47 from the box.


Clyde picked up a rocket launcher and looked at Bonnie.  "These are weapons, Bonnie..."  He said as he carefully put the weapon back down.


"What do we do, Clyde?"  Bonnie asked Clyde with fearful eyes... Clyde looked back.


"Hmmm... now that we're heroes... we gotta do the right thing..."  Clyde rubbed his chin thinking.


"Hmmm... what's the right thing to do, Clyde?"


A long awkward silence followed before Clyde snapped his fingers.


"How about we take these guns... and throw them into the ocean!?"  Clyde grinned while Bonnie looked unimpressed.


Bonnie stared at Clyde silently as if about to give him judgement.


She then smiled and gave him a thumbs up.  "Great idea Clyde!"

 

[doneanddusted]

A strong hand was placed on the young girl's shoulder.  Jim, wearing a bright blue surgical gown wrapped in bedheets, stood behind her looking at her with tired eyes.  "Sir! get back in your bed!"  A nurse saw Jim and tied to pry him from Sunni.  "Kid... don't push yourself too hard..."  Was all he said before he let the large male nurse guide him back to his room.  "Geez chief..."  Mark said as he watched the man get walked back inside.  :"Just get well soon, okay?  We need you at the HQ..."  Mark said before looking out at Sunni.  "She feels useless... like she couldn't do anything useful in the world of adults... I kinda understand how she feels..."  He sighed.  "Don't worry chief... I'll make sure they don;t get harmed..."

Sunni watched as Mr. Irons put a hand on her shoulder and was dragged off. She sort of smiled. Well, at least he cared? Sunni started to consider what to do. She could go about to Mr. Nobuyuki's home, but that didn't seem right... She really had nowhere to go. Sunni didn't like her situation. Sunni noticed the weird creep from earlier looking at her. At first she was going to glare back, but then she decided that could use her backpack, actually... It was still in Mr. Iron's apartment.
"Mister uh... Mister?" she asked, skipping to the man in her normal cheerful way. "I need my backpack and it's still in the apartment. It's got really important stuff..."


Like all my clothing, my homework, my phone charger... Oh and my card.


Sunni than decided, just to be annoying,


"Can you take me to the mall, too? Pleaseeee?"


Why not? She was kind of hungry, and the apple she ate earlier wasn't the most satisfying.