Second part!

Rayman was surprised to see the building in front of him, Bullfrog calmly opens the door waiting for him.

—... Do you really live here?

The frog looks slightly to the side and smiles.

—Oui, but technically the place is not mine...

—Do you at least have permission to bring people?

The hybrid laughs lightly, definitely not, he doesn't have it, but he didn't care, just like the rule about staying and not leaving.

—I will explain him what happened and surely will... Même s'il va sûrement se mettre en colère

Rayman looks at him with a raised eyebrow, sighing. Maybe he should have expected it from someone on the run.

They entered the elevator to go up to one of the upper floors, the hero was already questioning whether he should have refused to go. There was an awkward silence.

—And... Whose site is it then?

The frog looks at him, not sure whether to tell him or not, before saying anything the elevator door opens and the assassin quickly goes to the apartment door and opens it.

—Well... Comme je te le dis ? You'll know...

They enter, although there is no one inside.

—Hum... On dirait qu'il est venu me chercher... He's going to take a while to come...

Rayman looks at the place impressed, it was a very luxurious place, from those windows he could see the city, an impressive view.

—Do you live with a millionaire or what?

The hybrid raises his shoulders.

—Something like that... Well... Tropical or orange?

—Ah?

The frog laughs lightly.

—Juice, which flavor do you want?

—Oh... Uh... Tropical

The assassin gives him the juice box, he found it interesting that the choice is different from Ramón's, he can't stop thinking about the similarities, even though he knows that both are the same(? Well, he's not so sure about that.

—It was impressive what you did there, I couldn't move that fast

Bullfrog smiles at him as he takes a sip of his orange juice.

—Years of training, it becomes easy to move like this also because of my size and flexibility

—It makes sense, but it's still amazing.

The frog gives him a smile and looks at the ground. Another thing different about Rayman and Ramón is that it was basically easier to talk to the hero, after all Ramón had an aura that was a bit... Disturbing, He doesn't usually talk about himself or sometimes they only talk a lot when they are on a mission, he is someone of few words. He seems to talk more when he worries about the hybrid too...

Maybe he should stop comparing them. Although it was a little hard not to.

—If I may ask... How did you become a murderer? Did your childhood force you to... Be?

Bullfrog opens his eyes in surprise upon hearing the question and looks at him, no one had asked about his past before... Could he tell him? Well, he hasn't talked about his past with anyone so maybe... He fell silent thinking about that.

— Je... Eh... I was created in a laboratory in Eden... Avec un but... I grew up there for a few years, in fact, watching Eden Late Show to "educate me." and to make me believe that Eden was a perfect government to which I should be grateful for being able to live in harmony with the rest of the people...

He began to explain with certain doubts.

—One day, je ne sais pas ce qui s'est passé, it seems like there was some problem with the police or something and the site alarm went off, I was going to be taken somewhere else, although that wasn't entirely possible, it seemed like some kind of attack... I only know that many died and I survived...

Look at his juice box. The hero listens attentively.

—I spent some time living on the streets of the city, at that time I knew that everything I had seen of Eden was a lie...

He squeezed the box lightly as he remembered that feeling he had when he found out.

—People were indifferent to me... They ignored me as if I didn't exist... They were aggressive... Nothing was similar to what I had heard. Mensonges.

Rayman has a question.

—They must have created you for a reason... Right? You know why?

Bullfrog nods.

—Bubbles come out of my mouth, in which I can see the past and sometimes the future... They wanted to be able to see the future, know what to expect... obviously they just wanted to use me for their own purposes... Well... So after being on the street for a while a man found me, at that moment I felt very alert because of how aggressive the people were and I was prone to attack with whatever was nearby, a broken glass... Seeing how I acted, that man told me that I had potential...

He took a pause and drank some of his juice.

—There I met the assassin's creed... A group of murderers who sought justice in a corrupt world, who fought for the innocent, taught me everything I know... Although of course, my biggest inspiration was who found me and saw that I was worth it, Ezio... He was also the one who actually taught me French since he was French... But thanks to the injustices of Eden my comrades fell one by one before my very eyes...

He looks aside slightly nostalgically.

—For them I fight for what is right, for justice, for the innocent... I honor their memory... How they would have done...

Rayman seems surprised to see light tears in the hybrid's eyes that refused to come out.

—It must have been difficult...

He takes the frog's hand, Bullfrog looks at him.

—But I'm sure they are proud that you honor their memory and their ideals in that way.

The hero, unsure of what else to say, approaches and hugs him(? Well, that's what he wants to do, although it doesn't seem very clear due to his lack of limbs, Bullfrog hugs him. He needed it, he had never opened up to anyone, always worrying about the others around him.

Hear the door being opened, although neither of them noticed it.

—...What the fuck?

They separated and saw Ramón, the hybrid had forgotten absolutely everything until now and smiled slightly nervously.

—Ah... Bonjour Ramon... Uhm... Meet a friend.

He says pointing at Rayman, who looks confused when he sees that Ramon was him (?

—Bullfrog, I looked everywhere for you! You had me worried, I get home and the first thing I see is this... A copy of me hugging you!

—Hey, don't worry, it's not like we've been doing anything wrong.

The hero spoke, raising his hands slightly, the alien with slicked back hair pointed one of his Tommy guns at him.

—Shut the fuck up, I haven't spoken to you cheap copy

—Ramón no! Mon Dieu...

Ramon turns to look at him, Rayman snatches the gun from him at that moment and walks away from him now pointing the same weapon at him, the hero was not very sure what he was actually doing, the other pointed his other Tommy gun at him.

—Ah... Don't do this...

—Tell the son of a bitch to drop my damn gun then!

—I won't let it go if you don't!

This situation was a little more complicated than he thought it would be, he calmly walked between the two.

—Drop your weapons at the same time...

Ramón doubted whether to do it, in the end they listened. The frog sighs.

—Ramon, he is... Rayman

The one in the jacket rolls his eyes.

—Another fucking copy, of course

He spoke sarcastically. It was going to be hard to tell him that he practically invited him to stay.

—I'm not anyone's copy! I came out of nowhere from a portal...

There was a certain silence.

—I didn't think there would be anyone else from dimension X here...

—Well... I don't think it's called that... The place I lived in is called the Glade...

—That sounds very smokey honestly...

—Don't tell me, I didn't choose the name

Bullfrog sighs when he sees that they stopped arguing.

—Well... Ramón... I told Rayman he could stay...

—What!? He is NOT going to stay here!!

He looked at Bullfrog with annoyance.

—Ramon... S'il vous plait... He helped me when the police were following me...

—Oh right, why did you run away without saying anything!?

—You've kept me locked up since you saved me from execution... And when I tell you I want out you always say no... So that's why I did it.

—It's for your own good... I don't want you to get hurt.

Bullfrog takes a deep breath, having to clarify things several times already tired him out so he didn't say anything and looked away finishing his juice, Ramon smiles slightly.

—You'll be fine... After all, Eden's leaders have already died, you have nothing to worry about...

Rayman looks at him in surprise and then frowns.

—Don't you realize that you are the one who pities him?

They both look at him when they hear it.

—You're isolating him thinking he'll be fine, but he's not... Do you think he can't take care of himself? Believe me, today I saw how he could against an entire team of police officers without receiving a single scratch, you are underestimating him, he is not someone vulnerable but because of how you are locking him up you are making him feel bad and he probably doesn't say anything because you don't understand or maybe because you don't even listen to him... Most likely, he stays because he feels sorry for you, because you seem like someone who is unstable and would spend his money on alcohol or drugs.

They both look surprised by what was said. Ramon frowns.

—What? That is not true! I don't...

He looks at Bullfrog, the one with golden eyes looks at him and then looks at Rayman.

—Oui... That's true... A-although not the part where I feel sorry for you!

—Sorry Bullfrog, I didn't think I was making you feel bad, it's just that you don't seem to be bad, you always smile and...

He sighs, looking to the side.

—I'm an idiot for not realizing...

—It's okay... You just wanted me to be safe.

He took his hand with a smile.

—... You are a couple?

They both look at Rayman quickly denying things.

—No! I mean, we're just friends...

The hero laughs lightly at the nervous denials, he was a little bored so he decided to bother a little.

—Perfect! So do I have a chance with you?

He approached the frog who blushed when he heard that.

—A-attends, quoi?

—Hey no!

—Why not? You don't control him

He looks back at the hybrid with a playful smile.

—You're playing, true?

—Yes, or maybe not...

He looked at Ramon who was going to grab his gun again.

—Okay no, don't be jealous friend

—I'm not jealous!

—Clear...

—Bullfrog, he's definitely not going to stay here

Bullfrog laughs lightly at the comment.

—Please, Ramón... We can't leave him on the street, he has nowhere to stay.

He approached him and made puppy dog ​​eyes.

—... Bull- Ugh... Well... How manipulative

—Moi manipulateur ? You are the manipulator when you don't want to let me out

—I-...Don't be like that... Okay, he can stay.

He looked away in annoyance, well... Things could have turned out worse.

It was difficult to think of a story for Bullfrog, at first it was going to be completely French but I remembered the lore of the series and I invented that.

Ciao!