“Here, this a good place.”
“Can you get a good sight on what you need, Sven?”
“Yeah…yeah this is good.”
“Guys, are you sure this a good idea?”
“You aren’t scared, are you Fiend?”
“Of course not!”
“Will you two idiots shut up and let me think?”
“Sorry Sven…”
“Sorry bro..”
“Louder than a bunch of geese…can’t even hear myself think…”
“Hey Jarl?”
“…yes Fiend?”
“I SAID SHUT UP!”
“Hey, did you hear something?”
“No…did you?”
“How either of you can hear anything above your chattering, is beyond me….”
“No no, listen…”
“I still don’t hear anything…”
“Do you hear it, Sven?”
“If you’d shut your trap Fiend, maybe I could.”
“Oh, right, sorry.”
“Hey I did hear something!”
“See I told you I heard something! You guys thought I was crazy!”
“You ARE crazy Fiend..”
“Sven…you’re so mean to me…”
“Yes, I know.”
“Hey guys, I’m going to go check it out…”
“You sure Jarl?”
“Yeah, I’m sure…I wanna know what it is.”
“I want to come with you!”
“Fiend, you stay with Sven…”
“I don’t see why he has to stay with me…”
“Because he’s YOUR buddy, that’s why.”
“He’s yours as much as he is mine…”
“You guys make it sound like I’m an object.”
“Whatever, I’m going.”
“Good luck bro.”
“Bye Jarl…come back alive…”
“Fiend…shut up.”
“Hey Fiend…do you have to sulk? It’s so unmanly..”
“He hurt my feelings! I can’t help it I’m sensitive!”
“You aren’t sensitive…you’re spoiled.”
“Ok I’m back!”
“That didn’t take long…”
“Yeah, whatever it was ran away when it heard me coming. Oh and Fiend?”
“What.”
“You are spoiled.”
“Yeah!? Well who’s fault is that!? Huh!?”
“I suppose mine…I could have left you dying on the street with a hole in your chest.”
“That’s right Sven. You’re the one who spoils me and treats me like a little brother.”
“Yes Fiend…the little brother Sven and I never had.”
“Oh, will you drop the subject already?”
“You hate me don’t you.”
“Get off of me! You smell like garlic, you smelly Italian!”
“Jarl! He pushed me!”
“You shouldn’t have been sitting on his chest…”
“He still pushed me!”
“Give it a rest Fiend…you fell like what? Three inches? Could have been a whole lot more.”
“Sven…you did push him off that cliff that one time…”
“Not my fault he wouldn’t jump.”
“Isn’t that considered assisted suicide?”
“Yeah! You did try to kill me!”
“Fiend…it’s not like you can die.”
“I still broke my legs and ribs when I hit the bottom.”
“Seriously though Sven, you shouldn’t push Fiend off cliffs…even if he did deserve it.”
“Yeah sure.”
“Fiend, put that crowbar down…”
“Why? I wasn’t going to do anything with it.”
“Sven…”
“Fiend, don’t threaten the back of my head with sharp hard things please…”
“I wouldn’t hit you!”
“Yeah, just like Sven wouldn’t push you off a cliff.”
“Hush guys, something’s coming.”
“Jarl, I’m scared…”
“Fiend, hush.”
“It’s coming closer…”
“What is it?”
“I don’t know…”
“Jarl…”
“Sven?”
“I think we’re in trouble.”
“Trouble!?”
“Run?”
“Right.”
“Guys wait up!”
“Come on Fiend, run!”
“I’m coming!”
“Wow, that was close…”
“To close.”
“You ok Fiend?”
“Fiend? Hey, you ok?”
“I think he passed out…”
“Fiend…hey, wake up. This is no time to play possum!”
“Sven, stop shaking him…”
“Ah, there you are. You passed out on us.”
“I…did?”
“Yes, you did. Here, have some water, you look a little pale.”
“Thanks…”
“Easy, not to much…that’s the last bit of water we have for now.”
“Hey Sven?”
“Yeah bro?”
“What was that thing?”
“I don’t know…but it wanted us dead…”
“We should not be in this place…I wanna go home guys…”
“Fiend…we’re not going to die…and we will find a way back home.”
“Are you sure, Sven?”
“Have I ever lied to you?”
“No…”
“Well ok then. Lay down and sleep for a bit Fiend…Jarl and I will keep watch.”
“Here Fiend, put your head on my leg.”
“Thanks, Jarl….”
“We’re not getting out of this one, are we Sven?”
“Sure we are. I just need to come up with a plan. No worries, we’ll be fine. Aren’t we always?”
“Yeah…”
“Guys…did you hear that?”
“Go to sleep Fiend.”
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For Urahara's contest.
-Kas
