The brunette made herself at home, dusting off an obsolete armchair. Their belongings were dispersed through the room, the summoner commanded, exiting.

"Stay here, take care of the luggage."

"Yes, sir!" The little sheep saluted.

"Cooperating? I thought you'd throw a fit." He replied disbelievingly.

"It 's safer for me and you." She politely answered."I'm useless in battles, I would get in the way."

"What are you plotting?" He was chary about her precaution, that hindrance usually is a fan of diving into trouble.

"Are you worried? Leave Fez with me!" The pampered girl sneakily propounded.

"Nevermind, you're fine." The child of the prophecy saw himself out, surmising her antics were unveiled.

Her facade faded alongside his departure, the politician's daughter cleverly chuckled."Ah, Feels good to have someone do all the hard work for you!"

The model's daughter was one step away from re-establishing her neglected skin care routine, violently, the door kicked open unequivocally revealing a menace.

"Hand over everything you own, unless you wish for your name written on a tombstone."

"My bad, I'm in a rush! Can't be robbed today." The rich girl serenely applied her facial mask."Do I know you from somewhere?"

"Uhh, miss you may be misinformed, I'll do the favor of telling you." The thug held back his contempt.

"Uh-huh." She pretended to listen.

"The whole point of stealing is that you can't refuse, especially since it's me, Kyan Infinitesimal!"

"That's right, the low-life with a weird name! Wow, You're uglier in person." The brunette insulted unhesitatingly.

"It's not me who traumatizes mirrors whenever my reflection is on them."

"Respect me! My bodyguard's bounty is higher than yours could ever be."

"Lady, with all due respect, you're under my custody." The criminal blinked what shrunk her to the size of a doll, a rescue note was wobbly placed on the wall.

The lame dude did accordingly to the valuables, storing them in his pocket, whilst maintaining her in a strong grip in his hands.

"Are you, perhaps, in for negotiations?" The ex-law student was sycophantic to bail herself out.

"I don't do business with mini humans, they're tiny minded." His disparagement inflamed her.

"Change me back, I'll smack your head to see if it'll start functioning!" Ignoring her shouts, the robber made haste to a place crammed by stolen goods.

His hindrance plus all their belongings were gone, the virx user jumped to the conclusion she ran away with everything, that was until he stumbled on a fallen note.

"That's going to be a hassle." The owner and the serpent were vaguely disquieted.

The thief killed his boredom making a house of cards, in her tiny box of a cell, the grandiose hostage unsuccessfully kicked, punched, and paradoxically crunched the bars.

"Do I have to spell it out that it's futile? Get over the prison breakout." Infinitesimal gibed, the little troublemaker stuck her tongue out.

"I'll teach you some manners, wannabe churlish ragdoll!" He was intimidatingly near, she could feel the air exiting from his nostrils.

The politician's daughter pepper sprayed the man's eyes which returned her original height, swiftly hitching him up in ropes.

"Economic size however it does the complete job!" The rich girl flicked the can victoriously.

"Tricked by a weak girl? Argh, this day is a disaster." Tied up, the bad loser whined, his irritated eyeballs could water a entire field.

"I have a brain, dear, I use it well most of the time." The woman returned to her previous activities, hydrating her skin yet was surprised by her full time bodyguard.

"Where were you? I could've gotten a carrier and retired while waiting for your rescue!"

"Nice to hear you're unharmed." The stoic man ironized, the blue snake jumped happy at her.

"Stop changing the subject." The little sheep squinted her eyes, pointing."For this partnership to work out, we need some actual communication."

"Try getting anywhere with this weird map." The illustrations were as amicable as leaving a labyrinth without sense of direction.

"Dude, your cartography is lame-" The robber robbed of pride writhed."Don't insult my masterpiece of geographic representation!"

"Lemme finish! When it comes to abstract art, you're the man." The spoiled brat gave a thumbs up.

"You think so? It was my secret passion." Ignoring the lame guy, affronted, Lyla flaunted her polished nails at her full time bodyguard."Do these look like the hands of a hard worker?" 

"Yes." Her personal ancient evil answered insouciant.

"I'm meant to look pretty and pose for the camera!" The rich girl crossed her arms."I wasn't born with the right to have back pain, you do the heavy work."

"Camera?" The stoic man was left in wonder.

"That isn't the important bit, Sachy!" The ex-law student rejoindered.

"Sachar, as in the child of the prophecy?" Baffled, Kyan chided."A wanted criminal trying to turn in another criminal, isn't that hypocrisy!?"

"Yep, albeit we're definitely not after the morals." The spoiled brat retaliated."Now shush! my future is on the line here."

"Sorry, ma'am." The fearful so and so bowed down his head in fright.

"I'll be clear, Sachy, I'm a cute delicate girl who needs to be protected!"

"No one can hurt you, nyu." His gentle tone made her heart disparate, hiding her genuine happiness, she rambled flustered.

"See? You can be sweet! Haha, cute nickname, I'll be getting my well-deserved princess treatment."

"Uh...Could you turn me in now?" The uncomfortable infinitesimal requested.

At the top of the police station, a being similar to a lynx leisurely adjusted itself to nap, the two soldiers patrolling the entrance gasped shocked at the capture of the day.

"You can pay up." His colleague sneered, bargaining, the other one defensively held his pouch."Can't it be half?"

"Bet all, pay all." The colleague took it, turning to greet his benefactors, delivering their payment.

"Thanks for catching this troublesome Tharinar, he was driving us crazy."

"He's the child of the prophecy! the arkav, it's him!" Kyan adjured, the guard at the back guffawed."Always trying to brighten up people's days, huh? Your cellmates will enjoy that."

"I'm not joking!" The wrongdoer insisted, the brunette striked his back, the pain shut him up."No need to get worked up because not everyone laughed, you're talented."

"Nervousness is common, you'll get lots of chances to practice." The other guard said, proceeding to arrest the lame guy.