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This ask reminds me of Goose from captain marvel 🤣

S: S's jaw hung open, eyes wide, fist lifted in preparation to fight the thug your mouse had just swallowed. They knew they didn't like the rat. The assassin kept their fist raised, warily shifting towards you while looking at the mouse in your hands, which you were cooing to. "What the hell is that thing?" S asked abruptly, reaching out and carefully poking the mouse.

"He's my good boy."

"That is a demon. I know an exorcist —"

"S—!"

It took several minutes before S even considered walking alongside you. They settled for loitering nearby, taking sideways looks at the mouse and consciously avoiding walking in front of it. The assassin refused to enter your shop until the beast was far away.

M: M didn't flinch. Their eyes widened slightly, and they took a step back from where the thug had stood. Relaxing their hands, which had been ready to swing at the bandit, they gently raised their gaze to the mouse in your hand—or what appeared to be a mouse. M narrowed their eyes in curiosity and snorted at the mouse while stretching out a hand.

"Good… beast."

"I know! He is the best boy!"

B: There was a pregnant pause. Then B erupted into incoherent screaming, arms flailing, and leg kicking out as they fell backwards. They were prepared to talk the thug down, not for your mouse to transform into a big beast and devour said thug. The baker scrambled backwards as you looked around, fawning at the creature that had just eaten a person.

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M doesn’t react as expected. Instead of being surprised, they brighten visibly and coo at the MC, reaching out to hold the four baby outfits sewn together. In M's culture, having multiple children at once is common, which is why they are more surprised by their other partners' reactions.

S nearly faints, while B can't decide whether to keep supporting the assassin's weight or to freak out. Freaking out could mean either fainting as well or squeezing MC with affection. The baker settles for a bit of both. M is forced to release the baby outfits and lift both of their partners off the floor.

S: "I'd use you as bait if you became a worm."

"What—?!"

"What else would I do?! You'd be a worm!"

M: They stared at you blankly. You could almost see the gears turning in their head as they processed your words. Silently, M digs beneath their cloak and holds out dirt with a few wiggly worms in their palm.

"Keep. Pocket," they say while extending the hand towards you. At least the worms look fat and healthy.

B: They've been asked this question before by former partners, so their reply is automatic and accompanied by a light laugh. "Of course I would. You'd be my worm." B cheekily adds, "You'd have to watch out for your mouse even as a worm though. I'm not keeping that thing."

Quad poly: M remains silent as their two partners argue over your fate if you became a worm. They stand beside you as B defends the idea of loving you even if you were a worm, while S refuses to show that much affection for a worm.

"It's still the MC-!"

"—they would be a worm!"

"And??"

S’s honest reaction to receiving the cake:

Erica hates to say that she is impressed by the boldness of this tailor, but it’s obvious. Her brows raise as she pursed her lips twitched when the MC held out their hand. Ah…perhaps she should’ve chosen her words more carefully. No matter. The assassin rolled her eyes and dug into her pocket, both her and the tailor ignoring how S was gaping like a fish out of water.

“Fair play, MC, fair play.” Erica spoke begrudgingly, tossing the pouch full with a decent amount of money towards the MCs hands. When S’s jaw finally snapped shut, they rounded towards the MC who was already halfway across the guild. “Pleasure doing business with you—!”

The tension within the guilds main hall became palpable as the two assassins froze in place. S gripped a fistful of Erica’s hair with a gauntlet, while Erica’s fist hung mid-swing, aimed directly at S’s throat. A hush fell over the room, and the onlookers shifted their gazes between their two assassins and the MC.

Breaking the silence, Erica's voice pierced the air, filled with urgency and shock. “He said what—where is he—?!”

In that exact few moment, S caught onto the MCs subtle cue. With a quick glance of confirmation towards the MC, they caught the cheeky grin and seized the opportunity. Quickly interrupting Erica’s demands, S lunged forward and tackled her with brutal force. Erica shrieked echoed throughout the hall as they both crashed to the ground, locked in a chaotic struggle. That along with loud laughter at the sight filled the air around the guild.

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