Back to back on quest, the group had successfully attained ten fruits, and they were about to quit. Well everyone but Corey. "We were almost cooled alive!""I thought freezing to death was bad, but the stinklanai's we're worse!""Three weeks in Huna, for what? A fruit that comes with a middle aged man?! I had to beat that mother fucker into the fruit. Because that's what I'm supposed to do! He cried! And crapped himself! Iriel is going to eat that?!"Corey rubbed his head. He had just woken up and all the women were ready to give him a full lecture about the mission they did not like. Which, to Corey's credit, was every single one of them. If they didn't take a break, he would never get any rest. Hell, even Yumiko had something to say. "I might not be the brightest, but I did not fancy having my fur all sticky with dusticles. It took me four weeks to remove them. I almost got an infection."Corey yawned, and continued to rub his eyes. "Yes, I remember. I was the one to help you rem

Corey sat amongst the chief's table. Next to him and his three wives. The rest of the clan were spread out. Celebrating the most ridiculous festival ever. Gengar In One Piece. He didn't understand until one of her mothers explained that Yumiko got lost so many times, they had to make a festival out of it to celebrate whenever she returned in one piece. Healthy, and alive. That was the very height of their lives. He had to silently think about how many times she must have gotten lost. Corey was happy she did end up on a trafficking chain, or sexually molested. She was too easy to deceive. If he were her father he would be wary of ever letting her out of his sight. He would also be extremely grumpy towards anyone who came within her proximity. "So Corey, tell us about yourself." Baba asked, he watched his people dance. Yumiko was amongst them. The group could see she belonged. Their dance was every different, and mostly something beast kins would enjoy. Some were fighting. Tumbling

"The prized what of a what?"Mikayla huffed, the cold air revealing the steam of her breath. "Okay, maybe I need to describe this better. But please put that down.""She won't even know that I took it." An idea was slowly forming in Corey's head. If the knight ever attacked, he could use this. If she would track him down, just for this heirloom, then she obviously wouldn't want it to be shattered. "She- well it doesn't come with a tracker. She would just assume that you took it. But but Corey, it's not a good idea to tamper with the Ace knights." Mikayla looked, left and right. Then she snatched Corey's hand into hers and dragged him away from the forest. She pulled him all the way to his cabin and slammed the door shut. There she paced back and forth, biting her thumb. Corey placed the heirloom in his inventory while she was busy in her own thoughts. He rolled the jacket off his shoulders, and tossed towards the single arm chair in the room. Corey fell back on the bed and waited fo

Half way through the day, Corey got an idea. He told Mikayla he would return with something for her to eat and drink. The sun was hot, and she sometimes forgot to eat something or rest her legs while sailing. Corey stopped by the kitchen, the woman he was looking for was there. Mincing up some vegetables. She wasn't alone though. Pamela was discussing something he didn't bother to pick up on what the topic of their conversation was. "Corey, you hungry?" Misha tossed her hair over her shoulders so she could see him clearly. Her fingers didn't stop mincing. working the knife with excellent precision. "I need a snack, and water for Mikayla. The weather got too hot and she made a coughing sound twice."Pamela gasped. "I'll go get an umbrella so you can give it to her.""Thank you."Corey waited until the engineer was out of the room before he crossed the distance kept between him and Misha. "I'll make her some sandwiches. Anything else?""Yes, I need you to make something for me. You

They were escorted out of the van and introduced to the guards. "Please remember their faces. Here in carnival city, no two clowns are exactly alike."Misha saved their faces, and Corey memorized every detail. The guards gave them a warm welcome, with flowers and candy. Then the official tour began. "This right here is the prize area. If you go play a game, you can win a prize." Cresten turned his eyes to Corey. "You can win romantic items for your lovely ladies. From Teddy bears, to grand level weapons. There everything for each and every one of you."Their eyes lit up, and Corey told himself in his head that he was not going to be able to get the fruit today. Become of some mild inconveniences. Such as the hungry women staring at the carnies and their booths. "Try out the rides. Win something games. Have some fun before lunch. And anything ride that has a yellow tape and no lines, please avoid."A swift breeze ran over Corey's skin. He pulled his coat tighter, and glanced back. T