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“If you’re looking to eat fried chicken, follow me.”
Was what Mitile told Bradley, and the destination we arrived at after following himーwas the courtyard.
Bradley: Hey. Shouldn’t we be at the dining hall instead? Didn’t you say there was fried chicken?
Mitile turned towards Bradley, and handed him a shard from the broken fountain.
Mitile: Let’s fix the fountain together.
Bradley:...What?
Mitile: I’ve thought about what you said. It’s true that the Northern Wizards have their fair share of trouble having to live here, but... I was really sad when the fountain got destroyed. And above all that, I don’t want the Sage to be worried about us.
Akira: Mitile...
Mitile: So I thought of ways that would make you hear me out…
Bradley: ….
Mitile: And I decided to ask Nero to make some fried chicken.
Mitile: Mister Bradley, how about we make a deal?
Mitile: If you fix this fountain with me, I’ll give you delicious fried chicken in return!
Bradley: ...Ahaha!
Bradley: Now that’s a good one. Making a deal with me? And here I thought you were just a bratty crybaby. Guess you’ve matured a little, haven’t you?
Mitile: Huh...Wah!
Bradley rubbed Mitile’s hair into a tousled mess, and recited his spell.
Bradley: <<Adnopotensum>>
Akira: Wow…!
Mitile: It was fixed...so quickly.
Akira: That’s amazing! It was broken to pieces and yet…
Bradley: Who do you think you’re speaking to? Of course it’s up and done!
Mithra: Found you, Bradley. So this is where you were.
I lifted my head, looking up only to spot Mithra stepping out of his dimensional door.
Mithra: Did you forget the fight you picked with me this afternoon? This time, I'll make sure to kill you for sure.
Akira: What!?
Bradley: Hah, just nice. Time to make up for my kindness with a good fight!
Mitile: Don’t tell me you plan on fighting again!? But...we just fixed the fountain!
Bradley: ‘Course I am. There's no way I’ll going to ignore an invitation to fight.
Bradley turned around to look at Mitile, and the corner of his lips curled up with confidence.
Bradley: Don’t worry too much about the fountain, if it breaks, I can fix it again.
Bradley: ....If you’re able to pay the price of fried chicken, that is!