A/N: I headcanon that Nyen and Nyon probs makes crack when the Ivory brothers ain't home. And sell it, so they bring along [Name]
[Name]'s role unto this fanfic: A pet, just like Sebastian got caught from the weird adoption center, you go decide what kind of pet you are to Luther.
Nyon and Nyen vocabulary to fit half slavic tones & how they talk
sorry to a given roleπ
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Some parts are based of Class 09
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"The baking soda... you brought it?" Nyen asked with his tired and serious expression that looked like he'd want to stab you to death.
"Yeah, what is it for?" You asked as you settled the carton of baking soda to the side of the counter.
"We're going to cook Crack." Nyon stated, as he smokes from his weed preparing the pots.
"You bothered making me run to a store, to cook crack?!" A gasp and confusion spilled off your lips.
"yah, what's a baking soda used for?" Nyen cuts off and took the baking soda opening it before taking a whiff of smell from the powder.
"I don't know? BAKING??" you snarled and walked off to the side, muttering curses.
Sebastian hadn't intervere at all, neither Nana and Kittycarpet. Currently Nana is somewhere in the canals looking around when will the Ivory brothers comes back to alert both Nyen, Nyon and you.
And surprisingly, Nyen and Nyon are pretty skilled at cooking cracks and they're already at the powdering part. Nyen smacked the head to Nyon, whenever Nyon tries to take a sniff or lick from the goods.
"These are for customers, you do want half the grand right?" Nyen questioned Nyon, before ordering.
"well.. how do you even know if it's good?" Sebastian asked from the cage.
And we all know who put Sebastian to the cage, and it's definitely Nyen. Maybe Nyen hates people who snitch in some way, if Randal knew about this he might do something weirder and might take the whole bag.
"...if something... snapped.." Nyon answered Sebastian.
Nyon's Pale veiny hand and bony fingers worked on stuffing the ziplock bags with a piping bag so it's much easier in some way.
Nyen made you do the floor cleaning, you were making it sure not a single powder leftover or else Nyen might have to put you to extra duties that Luther can't even see it.
"So, since I helped will I get rewarded?" A thought slipped from your mind.
Nyen scoffed, eyes stared at you as he tilted his head placing the tiny ziplock bags inside the hard plastic box.
"You can ask Luther anything. We are his pets, after all. But only if he is not thinking about it." Nyen answered.
That was the most useless answer he ever said, but anyways kittycarpet added that you can just use your cuteness to get what you want just don't be annoying.
A timeskip: Delivering the drugs 3:45pm
Scenery passes, even though it's already late afternoon the scene outside is depressed. The woods are mixing with grey, it's not even colorful or this is how the weird world have been before you were kidnapped to the sanctuary and Luther claimed you from that adoption center.
As someone silently crackhead like Nyen when he parked to the road side, he flipped the vehicle over and even ran over a raccoon.
And now you felt your entire body shaked, a sight of blood pools from the dead raccoon on the road side can be seen and you felt like your heart is not beating anymore but you felt the vein on your brain is beating.
"Nyen, what in the world was that! And must you always have to run over every animals you see??" You yelled as you get off the car seat to help out lift the car back up.
"Is not matter, if we can sell this in four hour. Nyon⦠list. Where is it?" Nyen disregarding you while he helped to lift the car back in place.
Nyon on the other hand, wrapping up the dead raccoon with a plastic bag, and set it aside the road with consideration. Before Nyon quietly hands Nyen over the list.
Nyen leaned close to you for a minute, you can see the faint scars from his face and the smell of his cologne mixed with cigarrette staring dead on you.
"You will send these bricks to third house from here. And if this man does not pay cash. You will go electrocute him." Nyen's smoky tone blurs before shoving you the pounds.
Before you walked away, Nyen's veiny hands reached over to his pocket and revealed a stunt gun before he pats your back and shoved the stunt gun for you, with that deadpan face.
You were dealing with a Coyote man, before he could sniff the "goodies" you already have shoved that Coyote man and asks for that man to pay first.
"Nuh-uh, I am the customer. Give me the goodies" He refused to pay up.
"And im the seller where's the cash?" You argued back, trying not to pull the stunt gun yet.
"Fine fine, is prepayment counts?" The Coyote man huffs and crossed his arms.
"No, full payment and cash." You stated which makes the Coyote man sighs and getting a headache from you.
Finally the Coyote Man stuffed your hand with a pack cash but before you finally receive it, Nyon interfered from behind by raising up the money to the sun to see if the cash is real.
Then he nods his tall figure, and tail swayed that you guys first received your income.
"We check cash. Every time. See if real or fake." Nyon said.
You nodded bit you saw the ratman 5 and 3 from the trash choking and strangling each other while Robert is facepalming and Michael is trying to stop the two from strangling each other, you don't even know what's happening but I guess it was from another failed mission.
You shrugged trying to forget their face from being strangled.
The Ivory brothers is finally back, Sebastian is facing another playtime torture by making Sebastian watch Randal dance like how Sage Grouse dances.
You helped out on cleaning again but, watching Randal put big balloons and stuff it inside his shirt like implants and jiggle and puffs out Randal's chest even though it's just balloons, Sebastian is already dying in the corner while Nyen side eyeing Randal to whatever is Randal doing.
"I wonder, how it is for Sebastian. To have this situation every day." Nyon said, silently puffing smoke beside the chair, and watching the chaos happens.
"How should I know? You give it a shot and see what it's like to be in his shoes." You answered almost laughing at the weird things happening around here.
"This was only idea I have. Okay, let's not speak of it." Nyon answered back before he puffs circles of smokes by sighing and leaning his lanky body back to the chair and relaxing there.
Unknowingly, while you're cleaning you found the ratman Michael in a weird feeling inside Randal's coffin. You don't know what happened but you assume that Michael might have been consumed the drugs. Poor blonde ratman being high and now he looked like drug addict.
"Are you Nyen? cause I don't care being gutted now. Ohno wait it's you [Name] how it's going!" Michael said, while giggling at nothing
You sighed and grabbed Michael's hair.
"You idiot, do you want to get caught by Nyen? Because he will absolutely leave you for dead, you rat. And what the heck did you ate?" You sighed watching the ratman Michael whines from his hair being gripped.
"I don't know, it must be powdered sugar.. but I felt dizzy and weird feeling. And my stomach and head aches too." The blonde ratman explained groaning from it.
"Foe, Why the hell did you eat that? You didn't even bother to check if that powder was legit sugar or drugs." You scolded facepalming at Michael's stupidness and now you know what it felt being in Robert's shoes maintaining these ratmen.
"Ow ow ow, okay okay im sorry now please release my hair. But can I get a piece of bread? come on. Im just hungry.." Michael squeaks and whines.
Before you sighed and felt empathetic of them having no food you gave the last pack of bread to Michael before helping up the mouse to exit on those little mouse entrances.
But then you heard a crash from the window and a scream os squeaks of mouse, and looked at Nyen how he's handlinh pest control.
His stance is good enough for the window to break while he lifted the ratmen and threw it out as if they weigh nothing.
"Nyen! what in the world! Don't crash the window like that!" You scolded cuz by that means you'll have to do extra work on cleaning up the window.
"What? My job here is pest control. Your priority is wrong. A window is bigger worry than the ratmen?" Before he strangled Robert and shaked him before going on full WWE and threw Robert out the window.
You paused standing there and sighs knowing well this house will be a never ending chaos.
"Do not worry. You finish cleaning, and there will be soda, bread and a bowl of borscht in your room. Is better than eating with Randal. The man is finished, I tell you. But his talking... it will not help your headache." Nyon said.
His tail is swaying as he yawns from all the work from earlier, scratching his back before Nyon stuffed himself back at the couch loudly purring at whatever show is shown unto the TV.
"you made them?" You asked, before settling down the mop back to the storage room.
"So, you eat? Or we play game of catch with your food?" The pink haired tall figure gruffly warned that he'll throw the food, as his pale veiny hand scratched his head and his hips leaning unto the counter.
"Im just asking, no need to overdo throwing." You glared at Nyen.
"Nyen bought the soda and Bread, I made the borscht. After, you go to wash dishes. We have new gloves, black ones. For you, so you don't struggle." The sky blue haired cat man looked up at you with that very silent look but considerate before he leans back against the couch on the living room to lay around.
"Okay fine, I'll feast on them. Don't let Randal get in my room if you want me guys to finish it." You said before entering to your room.
You paired it with Bread and felt the warmth washing inside your mouth, you never know Nyon can cook since Luther always the one who cooks around the house.
After you finished the food and washed the dishes, Nyen out of sudden slammed atleast 200 grands in front of you.
"For all your hard work... is no surprise. When it is powders... everyone is believing you" Nyen blows a smoke before staring back at you in that negative canthal tilt.
"Im not going with you, next time. Half of the customers are definitely trying to get out of their way, it's giving me migraine" You replied at Nyen.
"Da. Is your choice. Just remember: no work, no rubles. Is simple." The pink haired catman stated, he blows circles of smoke before standing up.
"Next time, I come for you. And 'no' is not an answer. Is clear." Nyen huffs before stepping his way out.
You grumbled and took the grand anyways and thought how it's considerate of Nyen and Nyon this day. Then out of sudden you slipped off the floor hitting your back, Randal on the background is wheezing at what happened.
"Shut it! you dehydrated piece of clot!" You snarled cuz Randal caught you in pranks again.
Nyen on the corner is silently wheezing feom what happened to the point he failed to smoke properly.
You though that this place wasn't that bad afterall just incredibly weird and creepy.
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