#hatkidofficial

Day 2 of being stuck in this ... Not-Mafia Town. Could it even be considered a town? There were way too many people here and way too many enormous buildings that were bizarrely free of graffiti mentioning “mafia” or “cod” or “this belongs to me now and I’ll beat you up if you as much as look at it”.

Mu did what she could to stay tucked out of the way for now, weaving in and out of various alleyways and making her way to places where she’d be able to observe and not be bothered by anyone unless they looked up, which thankfully most people didn’t. She sat at the edge of some random building, just slightly obscured by a weird decorative gargoyle statue in the shape of a squirrel - yeah, she didn’t know what was up with that either. Brows furrowed together, she scribbled down whatever came to mind into a teeny yellow notepad, only bringing it up in front of her when she considered her list complete:

- find whoever brought me here - murder TURN THEM into a spaceship with time piece - go home - turn them back and THEN murder them - defeat the mafia?

She huffed audibly at the last point, rubbing her hood where the bump left by the Time Piece was. Everything that happened after Hat Kid arrived to Mafia Town left her in a daze and a pot of mixed emotions - happy ones, confused ones, angry ones. Mu set the notepad down, paying but a glance to the streets below-

And stopped. She could’ve sworn she saw that very same Hat Kid walking out of that university across the street. She squinted, and surely enough, there she was - did she see her too? Mu didn’t care and didn’t think about that, instead stuffing the notepad into some pocket of hers and climbing down, bouncing on some strangers back to soften her fall, “Hero coming through, move out of the way!”

The castle had long been silent, though Piper and Hat Kid had assuredly made their own noise while the Knight had been away. Breakfasts had still been made, the occasional appearance of a cake or tray of cookies had brightened up an otherwise dreary night, but he was nowhere to be found.

Until now, as he knocked on the door of the little tam o’shanter tot herself.

“Hat Kid. I would appreciate your opinion, and advice on a little project of mine. Please come to the room on the fourth floor, whenever you can.”

“Well. Well. Well. If it isn’t my favorite errand girl.” Each word oozed malice as sharp claws clicked against stone. Of all the people she’d expected to see post-kidnapping, the one that robbed her of her bounty was certainly not one of them. Not that she particularly minded the opportunity to finally get her vengeance on the girl.

Grin stretched her scarred visage, baring sharp fangs down at the child before her.

Lucah:

These are creatures native to the island, and so they still exist in their original forms!

Even Ofiuco seems to be lurking around, like a rare butterfly that blasts Nickelback at 2am.

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