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Story Tale: Patience's Little Mishap
Chapter Eight: Requests Forwarded.
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Patience and her team found themselves being marched into the marble walled mayor's house, Pooma being right behind them and grinning like a mad Cheshire cat (Oh wait, the Cat's pretty much mad as it is, right? Well, he looked pretty mad).
Jack had to be dragged by his steed, Poosh while Malice crossed his arms, not allowing any guard to touch him as they were led into the main office.
Pooma signalled for the guards to stay outside, and he locked the door behind him, trapping the prisoners in.
Patience gulped. This was scary--but for some odd reason, she felt calm about it. It wasn't the trouble she was sensing. It was just a tight situation.
Pooma loomed menacingly over them, while Malice stared back, just as agitated.
Once the silence lifted, Pooma cackled in a booming voice.
"HAHAHAHAH, you look like a loser hero team gone all WRONG! You call this the rescue team, Leena?! THEY LOOK RIDICULOUS!"
Now, seeing as he was saying this in FRONT of Patience (a girl who knew this wasn't the trouble she was sensing), Jack (who really wanted to be anywhere except here in front of a maniac-serial killer wannabe), Malice (a prince who was itching to wring this kook's neck) and Poosh (who was forgotten in a small corner in the tight spaced room), Pooma wasn't getting to the dirt of things.
The man gave the small princess a triumphant grin, as if he was expecting her to explode right in front of him.
"Now YOU must be the princess she was talking about! You look so PUNY!"
Patience gave a humph. He could've just been polite to say something a little less... offensive.
Malice stepped in between Pooma and Patience, eyes furrowed. Since Patience was nice enough not to explode in front of Pooma, the prince was more than willing to.
"Wait a minute, first off, how'd the hell did you know that there was a princess coming around? Next off, who's Leena? What rescue team?! You do realize we just arrived here! And by the way, we don't even know WHERE we are, who YOU are, WHY is it like this, WHY are you doing this, why am I doing this, why am the he--"
Pooma stomped one foot which was good enough to stop Malice from yacking any further. Now he was just in the same level of anger.
"The hell's YOUR problem?! Lemme give ya the drag-down, lil' ones. YOU OF ALL PEOPLE was summoned here by the Great Leena, the Giddy Witch, correct?!"
Patience stayed silent. Jack hid under his shield of arms. Malice glared back. and Poosh was forgotten.
Pooma blinked, confused.
"....You don't know who Leena is, eh?"
"No," Patience squeaked back.
"You weren't even summoned here?"
"W-we d-dunno where we ARE!" Jack whimpered.
"....You don't know why you're here?"
"We just randomly got joined up together, and we ended up here. So shut up," Malice retorted back.
Pooma stood, his triumphant air suddenly inflating. He managed to take a shaky step back into his cushioned seat behind his desk. His tiny black pupils shrunk into miniature Cheerios. any smaller and his surprise would've matched a few sizes to a universe.
In a small voice, he waved his hand, signalling for the door to unlock.
"....goddammit, git OFF with it then."
Malice, with a indifferent shrug, turned heel and stomped off. Jack mumbled and followed suit, Poosh at his tail.
Patience, meanwhile, stood with a calm, serene look towards Pooma. In her mind, she was trying to comprehend what the Captain had said.
She wasn't summoned but this Leena had perked up her interests. She walked cautiously over to Pooma, who was still burdened with shock.
"E-excuse me...Mr....?" she whispered.
"Pooooooma," the guard rumbled.
Patience nodded, forgetting the small mistake. "Y-Yes! Pu-Pooma? Who is this...Leena?"
Pooma looked up, shocked to hear Patience say those words.
".....You do not know who Leena is? W-Who are you, may I ask?"
Patience smiled gently.
".....I-I guess we should get ourselves acquainted, ne?"
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Jack had noticed that the princess was gone only seconds before Malice had hit the entrance doors.
"W-Wuh...Wait!"
Malice's heels clicked to a stop and he turned, agitated by the sudden disruptment. He glared at Jack, who in turn shuddered by the frightening look.
"What?"
"Pu-Puh-Patience...she's still t-there..."
Malice's eyes widened when he too, just realized the last piece of the puzzle missing.
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"And that is why we need you and your ragtag buddies to help me."
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more to come. Stupid power outtage at school Dx
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