#chrollolucifer

Feitan, Chrollo, Shizuku and Phinks wandered into a McDonald’s on their way back to the hideout.   Feitan scanned his surroundings, his eyes focusing on a clear box with various items inside before joining Shizuku and Chrollo. Phinks stood at the back trying to figure out the new “self-check out” booths, while the 3 black haired babes waited for someone to take their order. “Hi there!  What can I get you today?” Chrollo rubbed his chin, his large eyes and strong jaw catching the attention of several of the workers.  “I will have...the leader of the burgers.” The cashier tilted her head slightly.  “Sorry?...You mean...the Big Mac?” Chrollo shot her a slightly annoyed look. “There is no other leader.” The cashier entered the order, still feeling confused.

It’s always the hot ones...

Shizuku pointed at the menu board.  “I’d like 1 apple pie please.”

The cashier thought about suggesting the 2 apple pie deal, but was unsure of how they would react.  She then directed her attention to Feitan, who she assumed was their child.  “Let me guess--a happy meal for the gentleman!” Chrollo, Shizuku and Phinks held their breath-- unsure of how Feitan would react. Phinks grit his teeth. Dammit...if he loses his shit in here, he’s going to burn all the fries!  I hate burnt fries...

Feitan stared at the cashier with his usual blank expression.  “That is correct.”

The other 3 members looked at Feitan, shocked by his answer.  

The car ride back was spent in silence, except for the sound of Feitan’s fingers rubbing against the Happy Meal box.

Several days later, the Phantom Troupe members found themselves in a tight spot against over a hundred gang members during a mission.

Nobunaga quickly sliced through 5 of the men.  “Dammit!  Where’s Franklin?!  These guys aren’t letting us get close enough to attack!”  

Feitan took everyone by surprise when he stepped to the front of the group.

Phinks wound his arm as he yelled at his comrade.  “Feitan!  What the hell are you doing?!  Get out of there!”

Feitan smiled beneath his mask as he raised a piece of plastic in one hand, pulling what looked like a trigger.   A plastic yellow disc came flying out, but was then coated in nen and fire as Feitan whispered words in his native tongue.

The disc went through the hearts of 30 men, as Feitan continued to fire the other 5 discs.

The Phantom Troupe members stood there in shock, the lifeless bodies of the gang members in front of them.

Shalnark was the first to speak.  “Woah Fei! Where did you get that?!  That was insane!” Nobunaga and Phinks eagerly peered over Feitan’s shoulder, feeling as if they had finally found something to aid them in long range battles. 

The Phantom Troupe members were forbidden from using guns, as it was “Pakunoda’s thing”.

Feitan lifted the red toy, pointing at the big “M” symbol on the side.  

“Happy. Meal.”

The members shot their heads towards Chrollo, the desperate look in their eyes conveying the message to their leader.

The black haired man spoke.  “Yes, they would indeed be a benefit to our arsenal.  Quickly everyone, to McDonald’s!”