[Seven-Minute Semblance] GENIUSFORSALE & VORSTELLUNGEN

VORSTELLUNGEN || Chapter 10 - You Called It: We Did Something Stupid

Edward Dace.

2. April.
Sunday, 7:00 p.m.
Some Mansion by the Fjord.

YOU KNOW when your patience is dangling by a thread and suddenly some piece of shit asks you, "Are you mad?"

I felt the same thing when Joyeuse asked me, "Are you okay?"

Except it wasn't my patience that ran out. I clutched the white tablecloth that draped heavily on my knees.

I just wanna go home, but I know I can't. I know I shouldn't, because shit needs to be done and I believe, with every single fibre of my awesomeness, that everything would fall into place when we're done.

All of us just need to hold on.

Umiling ako kay drama queen at siningkitan ng mata ang pormahan n'ya. Villain na villain ang dating, kahit na ito naman ang lagi n'yang pormahan noong nasa Coronado pa kami.

Siguro, pinanganak talaga s'yang kontrabida at ang tanging pumipigil lang sa kanyang maging super villain ay 'yong pagiging fangirl n'ya ni Sir Lance, kasi dating pulis.

"Galing kang CR?" I asked in an attempt to change the topic and humiliate him.

Umupo s'ya sa tabi ko at kinuha 'yong wine flute. "Yeah, I met Futhark there."

"Inaway mo?"

"Why do you always assume that I pick fights with Futhark whenever I see him?"

"Well firstly I don't assume, I know. Secondly, Futhark's with Vorstellungen. Kung nandito na s'ya ay malamang nandito na rin si Lae. Galit sa 'kin 'yon."

He took a sip of the champagne and chuckled. "You did shoot him with that ultrasonic weapon. He's pissed. I bet he's gonna throw us into his lah-buh-rinth."

Ang sarap isalaksak ng baso sa bibig n'ya.

"Labyrinth, huh..." I looked down and sighed. "I'm sad, give me some of that."

He took the champagne bottle away from me and downed the ones in his wine flute. "No way, kiddo. Stick with your orange juice. You didn't pass the age nor the height check."

"Sigurado ka bang maglalasing ka ngayon? You know, we're still in a mission. Nag-aalala akong baka magkanda-suka ka sa harap ni Ms. Young, pero kapag nangyari 'yon, tatawanan kita."

He stared at me blankly.

"Like really lose it even if it blows our cover."

Nangasim ang mukha n'ya. "The more we spend time together the more you look like a leprechaun in my eyes."

"You sure it's not inebriation, my dear Irish friend?"

"If I get drunk I will be sober in a few hours. You're still short by then."

The drama queen was saved by my phone vibrating in my pocket. I got up from my seat and nudged Joyeuse's chair with my foot. "Did you put the tracker and mic on Laevateinn like I asked you to?"