I spun the scythe over my head, it created s small whirlwind as I spun it. I then brought it down and sliced a large tree clean in two. The handle fit well in my hand, easy to grasp with one hand, it was now shortened to be just a couple of inches shorted then I am making it easy for me to manipulate it and make it an extension of myself. The blade was shortened to three fourths a meter, much easier for me to be able keep an eye on and control. The the little bit of overhang of the handle that extended past the blade was a small ball with razor sharp spikes. On the other end of the handle was a coil of metal, resembling that of a snakes tail. Within that lay a retractable blade, easy for surprising an enemy.
I spun it from one hand to the other, stopping periodically to slash and guard. It was perfect.
“How much do I owe you?” I asked looking over at Elies.
“For you, nothing at all. I’m keeping the sea prism stone that I took away from your scythe though.” He told me.
“Sounds like a fair trade.” I said and looked over the blade again. The edge was better than before. He really did know his stuff.
“Also!” Elies yelled at me and tossed something towards me, I grabbed it with one hand. It was a holster like what I was wearing but with added leather bands and a larger scabbard for my scythe, “So it’s easier to carry.”
“Thank you.” I said and smiled at him, he grinned back.
“You really do know your people, Mykhayla.” I said to the cat, curled up napping on the soft grass.
“Mykitty knows.” She said sleepily.
“Then let’s hurry up and go before captain buys all the metal on this island.” Killer told us.
“There is no way he doesn’t.”
“Are you kidding? She’s fallen way worse that he has!”
“Keep your voice down.”
“What’s going on in here?” I asked looking over three lower crewmen huddled together whispering to one another.
“Nothing sir!” They all yell and take off to different directions.
Who the hell where they talking about? I know It hasn’t been made completely obvious that Torri and I are together yet, but it’s genuinely not awkward between us so why would they be saying anything about it?
Unless they aren’t talking about us. But who then? Well, who’s the only other female on this ship? And who else?
“I just don’t see if it’s possible for him not to like her.” I heard whispering, this time I just listened in.
“He obviously likes her. Why else would he get her that dress? It’s the issue of her not liking him.”
That’s who they were talking about.
“How can she not like him?”
“He yells at her all the time. Restrains her from doing things. If a complete ass a lot of the time.”
“Hey don’t let him hear you.”
“But he has to like her.”
“I don’t doubt it, but still.”
I wondered to myself if Kidd really did like Mykhayla. I guess there is one way to find out.
I walked down into the hall the housed the rooms for everyone on board. I walked down to the end of the hall, and instead of turning right like I normally would, I knocked on the door to my left.
My captain told me to come in, and I entered.
“Hey.” I said and closed the door behind me.
“Hey.” he said to me, “What’s up?”
“I got a question for you.” I told him.
He nodded, telling me to proceed.
“I might be overstepping a boundary here, but I gotta know. Do you like Mykhayla?” I knew he was probably going to snap at me and curse me out and send me to do some punishment, but I had to know.
“Shut the fuck up!” He yelled, “What the hell makes you think that I like that stupid blonde! I hate her guts! I hate everything about her!”
“Like what?” I probed.
“I hate those stupid freckles on her face!And how blue her eyes are! And how much her tail swishes when she’s happy! I hate those stupid t shirts that she wears all the time! I hate she spends all her time either with Heat or the Witch! I hate her smile! I hate how she makes my face feel hot! I hate how I can never bring myself to hit her even though I don’t care what the witch says! I hate that she hasn’t talked to me since I gave her that fruit! I hate everything about her!”
“Are you sure captain?” When I asked I couldn’t stop the smirk that was pulling at my lips, but I was glad I always the mask.
“What else would it be?!” He demanded.
“Could it possibly be love?” I asked boldly.
He gave a harsh guttural laugh, “How would you even go about describing love, Killer?”
“I know the definition quiet well captain.” I told him, “But I suppose that for your sake I’ll frase it like this; love is when you don’t want to punch a person, you want the person that makes that person cry.”
“Get out.” Kidd ordered lowly.
I did as I was told without saying a word. I knew the truth about my captain, now I just needed the help of a certain witch to find out about Mykhayla.
“What are you talking about?” I asked the blonde as he stood in my kitchen.
“Oh come on, Torri.” He said, I could hear the smirk on his face, “You were just as oblivious as she was before we were together.”
“I knew about my feelings.” I corrected him, not looking up from the sauce I was making, “But I never wanted to make them known because I didn’t know how you felt about me.”
“I made it pretty obvious.” He told me.
“No, no you did not.” I told him.
I heard him sigh deeply before refrasing what he had said.
“Do you think Mykhayla has romantic feelings for anyone on this ship?” He asked.
“Yes.” I told him.
“And who do you think it is?” He asked.
“Whether she wants to admit it or not, I’m 99% sure that she does like Kidd, at least to some degree.”
“Then how about we get them together, like Mykhayla tried to do with you and me.” He suggested.
“Have you gotten a for sure that Kidd likes Mykhayla?” I asked him.
He nodded, “I know for sure that he does. He just doesn’t want to admit to it.”
“Okay.” I relented, “But you can’t question my methods with this.”
“Oh come on.” Killer smiled, “What could be better than setting the two of them up on a romantic picnic in the moonlight?”
“Promise?” I asked him.
He nodded, “Promise.”
“Good.” I smiled, “Here’s what I need you to do.”
“Wait no, but my cookies!” Mykhayla whined as I dragged her down the halls of the ship.
“Mykhayla, you didn’t have any cookies to begin with.” I pointed out.
“Uh, yeah I did. They’re in my tummy now!” She cried.
“Then don’t complain, you ate them.” I told her.
“No buts!” I snapped.
“Where are you taking me, you heartless kidnapper!” She demanded overdramatically.
“To see our captain.” I told her.
She laughed, “Why do I wanna see my captain?”
“You’ll see.” I told her.
“See what?” She asked.
“This.” I said and opened the door to reveal Kidd tied to a chair in his room yelling at Killer for doing this.
Killer was standing next to the captain with his arms crossed, looking non too amused either as we walked in. At least his expression had improved since I first told him about my plan.
To my surprise Mykhayla didn’t say anything as I pulled her into the room and closed the door.
“So I have a question for both of you.” I said looking between the blonde and the red head. They both stared at me like I was an idiot.
“Do you guys like each other?”
“When I get out of here witch your head is mine.” Kidd growled.
“I’m sorry could you repeat the question?” Mykhayla asked me.
“Do you like Kidd?” I asked the blonde, slower this time.
“Uh, what are we talking about here?” She asked.
“Mykhayla, you know exactly what I’m talking about.” I snapped and crossed my arms.
She gave a nervous laugh, “What way are we thinking about this?” She asked.
All the while Kidd was cursing me out.
“Romantically.” I told her.
“Romantically?” She asked, “You’re kidding right?”
“You know I’m not.”
“Sure, you bust out all the good jokes.”
“Yeah, like no cookies or cakes for a month if you don’t answer my question directly.” I threatened.
“Now, what is your definition of the word, directly?”
“In this case, yes or no, nothing else.”
“Maybe.” She said looking sideways at everything that wasn’t a person.
“That’s not an acceptable answer.” I told her.
“Still not an answer.” I told her.
“Well, it was a no, right?”
“Yes or no?” I reiterated.
“Why doesn’t he answer this question, I haven’t heard anything out of him.” Mykhayla gestured towards Kidd.
“Funny, considering he’s been doing nothing but curse me out since we got in here.” I half laughed.
Mykhayla laughed, “So funny, cause I haven’t heard a thing.”
“Mykhayla.” I growled, almost inhumanly at her, “Yes or no? Do you have romantic feeling for Kidd?”
“No.” She said and held up her fingers to signal a little bit.
“Is that supposed to be a little bit?” I asked her, the smirk on my lips growing.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” She said, still not looking anyone in the eye, “I said nothing.”
“But your fingers showed me the truth.” I teased, “Do you like Kidd, at least a little?”
“Could be debated on his mood.” She said looking the other way.
“What about when he’s in a good mood?” I asked.
“Possibly.” She dragged on.
“Yes or no, Mykhayla.” I told her.
“Why am I the only one getting grilled about this question?” She retorted.
“Because out of the two of you, you are the only one who is adept enough to understand your own feelings and there for be able to say yes I do like this person instead of just cursing a person out and yelling.”
“Well I can’t say that I’m not a little bit more confused about the situation.” She told me.
“Kidd!” I called through all his cursing, causing him to stop, “Do you like Mykhayla?”
“How many times do I have to say it!?” He screamed, “No! I don’t like her! I hate her! I hate everything about her! Those stupid freckles on her face! And how blue her eyes are! And how much her tail swishes when she’s happy! I hate those stupid t shirts that she wears all the time! I hate she spends all her time either with Heat or you! I hate her smile! I hate how she makes my face feel hot! I hate how I can never bring myself to hit her even though I don’t care what you say! I hate that she hasn’t talked to me since I gave that fruit!” He huffed having finished his rant, “Now, let me out of here.”
“Wow, that’s a lot of negatives.” Mykhayla said.
“I think someone likes you.” I said and nudged the blonde.
“Ooohh!” Mykhayla exclaimed, finally understanding what we have been trying to do, “Huh, no wonder why I’ve felt bad for not talking to him for the past couple days.”
“So do you like Kidd?” I asked one last time.
“Yes.” Mykhayla said, trying to cover it up with a cough.
“Kidd?” I asked the red head, “Do you like Mykhayla?”
“Shut up witch.” He growled, his facing growing to be the same colour as his hair.
“Oh, it’s so cute!” Mykhayla half exclaimed.
“So you both like each other.” I said looking between the two of them, “What’s stopping the two of you from being together?”
“I’m dense.” She said and coughed.
“I’m kinda tied up.” Kidd told me.
“Mykhayla untie your boyfriend. Killer, let’s get out of here before he kills us.” I said to both of the blondes.
“Right behind you.” Killer said as we opened the door and left the room quickly.