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Chapter 2
Bradley: Hah? What, you turning over a new leaf now?
Owen: You were literally just complaining.
Mithra: So what. I simply think that all missions are the same so choosing is pointless.
Anyways, it seems like it was an easy mission for you all. Keep that up, alright? Take on all the safe missions as you please.
Mitile: Hey, we didn’t exactly choose a safe one…
Rutile: I’m happy that you’re concerned for us, but that’s not how we work.
Owen: Ugh, idiots all around.
Bradley: What a drag.
Fed up or otherwise, Owen and Bradley clicked their tongues and separated.
Snow & White: …
Figaro: So what is it you wanted to talk about? I’m a busy man, if it’s a request make it short.
Snow: How rude…
White: We too are constantly busy with disciplining those troublemakers…
Figaro: Ah, is it about the three idiots again? They never tire of their antics…
Snow: Yes, exactly that! It’s about what you saw earlier in the garden.
Southern wizards don’t hold powerful magic, but instead they excel in the ability to work together and communicate with others.
White: The hot headed Northern wizards have a lot to learn from them.
So that’s why we have a request for the Southern Wizard Figgy!
Snow & White: Give us some sweet advice on how to make that unruly trio get along!
Figaro: Impossible. There’s no way you can.
How can you expect to drill sportsmanship and cooperation into Northern wizards?
Snow & White: But, Mithra and the Southern brothers are…
Figaro: Well, it’s true that those fellows are getting along, but that’s just a miracle case.
Like, spotting a cloud with the shape of a human kinda miracle.
Snow: You’re so cold.
White: North Hearted.
Snow: You can only say that because it’s not YOU who’s in charge of dealing with them. Boohoo.
White: Can’t you spare some time for your poor and frail elderly once in a while? Sob sob.
Figaro: Could you please be less annoying… oh, right.
Why don’t you ask Rutile instead? He’s a teacher, so he’d be better when it comes to stuff like this.
Hearing about what’s up from Snow and White, I went with them to Rutile’s room, having already been worrying about our problematic wizards of the North.
Rutile: A way for the Northern wizards to get along…
Akira: Yeah, you got any good ideas?
Snow: Leaving Bradley who knows what fights to pick aside, it’s Mithra and Owen who attack over any petty thing we need to worry most about.
White: We know how difficult it is to get them to open up.
Snow: Though, I believe they’ve become less reckless and have softened up somewhat since coming to live at the manor…
Rutile: I see now…
Thinking for a bit, his jade green eyes suddenly sparkled.
Rutile: I’m not sure if this will help you, but back home Mitile would often go on sleepovers with friends, and they’d become closer that way!
He’s certainly become fast friends with Riquet by holding sleepover parties!
Akira: Oh yeah, I’ve heard about that from Riquet himself! They bring snacks that they think the other would like, and stay up later than they thought they would…
It’s a unique feeling, and seems to be tons of fun.
Rutile nods and smiles gleefully.
Rutile: It makes me wonder if maybe Mitile and Riquet, and Mithra and Owen aren’t so different!
Akira: Mithra and Owen…to those two…?
Rutile: Yup. They’ve been fighting for hundreds of years now, haven’t they? I think that’s amazing.
Even if it’s a precious friend, sticking with someone for over hundreds of years sounds difficult, doesn’t it?
Snow & White: Well, you’re not wrong…
Rutile: After we just met, Mithra became our friend.
That’s why if you take the time to talk with someone
at any passing opportunity, you’ll surely be able to make a friend you can understand.
Rutile’s words weren’t said lightly, but with positive energy that resounded within me.
Watching him smile as he speaks, I become convinced by his thoughts.
Akira: You’ve got a point there…if we just turn the tables on our thinking, a pair who spends hundreds of years killing each other could actually be…a pair of good…friends?
Snow: I see, I see! Sleeping over, chatting…
White: A sleepover party…
Muttering and mumbling to themselves, Snow and White clap their hands like they’ve come up with something.
Snow & White: That’s it! A boarding house!
Lennox: Lords Snow and White, is something up?
Mitile: You said you have something to ask us about…
After coming back from Rutile’s room, the twins hurriedly called for the South and North wizards.
Since they threw along Oz's name while forcibly gathering them together, the other three Northern wizards’ moods were worse than before.
Mithra: What is it.
Bradley: Ya still got lectures for us?
Snow: Enough with the rebellious attitude. I come bearing good news.
Owen: Good news?
White: Known only to a select few, deep within the mountains of North Country, there is an inn with lodgings only for wizards.
Snow & White: And there, we have decided to stay overnight with the Northern and Southern wizards!
Mithra, Owen, & Bradley: Huh?
Mitile & Lennox: Overnight?
Snow: Yes, yes, this inn is run by a wizard, and offers a most relaxing experience to their guests.
Food is whatever you can think of, beds are fluffy enough to make you sleep within 5 seconds, and your dreams are whatever you wish to see.
White: In other words, it is an inn most mysterious that leaves nothing to be desired!
Akira: So like, a 5-star hotel for wizards?
Snow: It is not exactly a hotel, since there is no fee. Guests may just accept the welcome and stay.
White: It is no easy place to get into, but lucky for you we are old time friends with its owner, so our faces are your tickets.
Rutile: A no-fee inn…How kind of them!
Akira: (There exists such a kind wizard in the North?)
I’ve gone to North Country numerous times, but never in person have I met a friendly soul there.
If I must say, Northern wizards are usually the evil wizards you see in picture books.
Akira: (Ah, but prejudice is no good. Each wizard is different after all.)
Mitile: Is there really an inn like that…? This is North Country we’re talking about, right…
The wizards were bewildered at the twin’s story, especially the wary Northern wizards.
Bradley: So they just welcome wizards in and service them? Ain’t buyin’ it, there’s obviously a catch.
Mithra: Nice wizards don’t exist in North Country.
Owen: I bet they say that to lure wizards in, and turn them into stone after.
Snow: Come now, there is no need for fright.
White: That wizard cannot disobey us.
Akira: D-Disobey?
Snow & White: Mmhmm. And to be exact, it’s our inn.
Apparently, the inn was once owned by an evil wizard hundreds of years ago, before being taken over by the twins.
Snow: They were a tyrannical wizard, that one.
Kidnapping the humans who lived nearby and trapping them within their inn, slaving them away ‘til they drop, killing them on whim, they did as they pleased.
White: How unfortunate for them, letting it get to their head and laying a hand on one of our humans from the village we watched over!
Snow & White: We provided them with an intense moxibustion, sealing them within the inn.
Since then, the wizard made an oath of loyalty to the twins, giving them the inn and absolute control.
They then gave an order to the inn owner that they were to use their magic to its fullest extent to give the best service to guests the twins would invite, or the twins themselves whenever they visited.