Stitch really wanted to participate in the snowball fight. It looked like everyone was having fun. But they were hesitant due to their strength. They would never want to injure anyone. They could try to hold back, but if they got caught up in it they might forget and use their strength. So they sighed sadly, looking over at the people throwing snowballs. They turned to the woman beside them. “I want to join everyone, but will my strength get me disqualified?”

She’d been watching him for a few days now. She’d only become aware of his arrival because of the noise he’d been making. After a few years of living off the land you learned how to move around it without being noticed. Not that she had to hide from anything but the animals she hunted. Except when they had been moving towards the far end, she had to go find the source and instead found a man. 

Hiding in a tree now, she was almost amused at how he was acting. Once she had gone through the same stages of terror and desperation to fix her problem. It was getting boring though and when he started headed towards the woods, specifically towards her, she tensed up. It was about time she showed her face but she wasn’t sure how to approach this. She didn’t know who he was, what he wanted, or if he was a threat to her or not.

“You know, you make an awful lot of noise.” She called down from her perch, keeping her eyes fixated on the man who was nearing.

While they were supposed to be showing a house, Eris let Ruby do the talking as her stomach was really bothering her. They were showing a nice modern Victorian style house and the couple in front of them seemed really nice. Except they’d already been shown the house multiple times and she was ready to close the deal on them. How many times did they have to see a place before making a decision? The house looked the same since the first time they’d seen it, and her poor wife was desperately trying to make a new compelling argument to sway their minds.

“Let me just cut you off there Rubs,” She interjected, putting on that fake realtor smile and getting into sale mode. “What really excites me about this house is the fact that-” Eris was cut off by a sudden cough and then what she could only describe next as a serious case of projectile vomit. The usual act of throwing up was amplified as she just shot out an awful yellow stream of bile from her mouth. Coughing a bit before her cheeks instantly reddened, she straightened up and laughed slightly. “Ha, wow gosh I am so sorry. We are going to get someone in here right away to clean this up.”

There was no need for two commanders to be on the same mission, they really didn’t even need to take the mission, but bonding for both of them meant there needed to be blood involved. So taking on a higher level assignment where the subject was supposed to be tortured and then killed was nothing the two hadn’t done countless times before. She had thought it would be fun to spend some time in the field with Lucian since they had both been pretty busy the past few weeks. 

Of course, he’d obliged easily which is why two hours later she was now straddling a heavy set man in his mid-fifties, with a pair of pliers in her hands. She’d spent the last half hour watching the other have his go and now it was her turn. She didn’t particularly enjoy yanking out teeth but the conversation at hand instead kept it more enjoyable. Especially as she could multitask and kill two birds with one stone as she’d been wanting to bring up someone’s bad eating habits.

“Focus.” She sighed, turning her head to look at Lucian.

 “I do not want to see you die of a heart attack when you’re fifty because you refused to eat anything green.” She was interrupted by a gurgling sound and turned back towards the man underneath her. He had been tied up and had a surgical spacer in his mouth and for a moment she’d been so wrapped up in her conversation she’d forgotten her friend underneath. “Sorry Petrov, where were we.” Eris focused once again and took the pliers to one of his back teeth, and yanked back as hard as she could, removing the tooth and ignoring the scream coming from the man.

"Oh that reminds me, we need to pick up some toothpaste on the way home.”