When I arrive, the cart looks like a carriage made for Nobility.
"Did we earn our cookies?" asks the shop keep. I nod and hand him the bag of cookies, there is enough for everyone to have two, and there are about twenty guys here. The Barkeep must have heard about what I was doing. They even made a storage compartment for food on the back.
"You guys!" I exclaim.
They chuckle and eat their cookies happily. "We wanted to surprise the young lass, that turned some cheap materials into a work of art." says the shopkeeper and I smile.
"This is awesome, thank you!" I say and hug each one of them. "I'll try and come visit again sometime," I wave and pull the cart out. I pull the cart all the way to the tavern and park it in the back where no one will try to steal it. After that I spend the remaining time until dusk to pack food into the cart. The only thing left to do is feed the boys again and await word from the bounty hunters.
I sit at the bar eating the stew I ordered for dinner, waiting for the bounty hunters to show up. They show up after I'm finished with my dinner. They walk down the stairs and wave me over once we make eye contact.
"Have we come to a peaceful decision?" I ask them. The bear rolls his eyes while the fox pulls me up the stairs. We enter their room before the fox releases my hand.
"Okay, so you said anything and everything was on the table, right?" says the fox as he jumps from foot to foot. I nod, waiting for them to either demand sexual favors or to kill me. "We want to join you!" he squeals and I stare at him like I heard wrong.
"Before you get the wrong idea," the bear sighs from his position by the door. "We never really wanted to kill you anyway, especially not if you were a hybrid." the bear says this as if that clarifies everything.
"Thank you?" I squint at him as if it would help me see their thought process.
"We've never seen a hybrid grow as far as you have and would like to study your habits," the fox says excited. "We also figured you could use some help with the prince's since they must not be used to this much work."
"Yeah, it's a miracle they even made it to my cave." I nod.
The bear snickers, "Are they as much of a pain as that one?" he gestures to the fox.
"Oh, no." I shake my head and the fox looks at us both insulted until I continue. "He's a peach compared to these stuck up, spoiled, pretentious, little prats." They flinch at my smile.
"Maybe we don't want to join." mumbles the bear.
"No, this is the only chance we have to prove if our theory on hybrids is true." they fox argues.
"What theory?" I ask curiously.
The bear answers, "All our lives we lived on our own and had to fend for ourselves. We always heard of how hybrids are monsters and should be put down immediately, because of this." His gruff face loosens a bit and you can see the curiosity he has. "We've always wondered if hybrids were really that dangerous and became bounty hunters in the hopes that we would run across one and could ask if they really were monsters or not. After years of never even hearing rumours of hybrids being born, we came up with the theory that hybrids are only monsters because they are treated as such." I nod in understanding.
"Sorry to burst your bubbles, but we are monsters to be feared." I can see their faces fall, "I have lived for over eight centuries and thought only six years passed." I scoff. They stare at me as if waiting for more information. "I have killed more people than some countries and it was all in self-defense! I lived through millenniums because of this bloodstone, and my magic can incapacitate people for miles, and even kill. It's not just people either, I would end up killing plants, animals and every living thing within a three-mile radius, not to mention incapacitate everything for three more miles after that. And the worst part is, I would still have magic energy left after keeping that up for twenty-four hours." I chuckle darkly. "Maybe your right and hybrids aren't all monsters but I sure as hell am." I sigh.
"Alrighty then," says the fox with a shocked look on his face. "Don't piss off the hybrid, got it." he gives me a thumb's up to show me he understands. I look at him like he's an idiot, until the bear comes over and pets my head.
"When do we leave?" he asks.
I stare at them for a moment before scoffing, "In the morning, weirdos." I grin and the bear rolls his eyes.
"We have names, you know!" the fox says irritated.
"No, I didn't, actually." I respond. "You never introduced yourselves." I grin and he huffs.
"My name is Kit," says the fox.
"Bruce," the bear.
"Akila," I say and realize that the boys don't even know my name. "Now, if you don't mind I need some sleep." I yawn and Bruce opens the door for me. I wave and return to the room where the boys are already asleep. I pull out my sleeping bag and remove my boots and cloak, before loosening the corset a bit and lying down.