I'm going to get completely honest here, I don't know what the shitty unicorns I'm seeing, my brain just turned on now.

A she-wolf.

A chetah.

A Fox.

And a bear.

They are all watching me, judging me as if they were a group of dangerous hairy Amazons waiting for me to make any kind of movement and they have an excuse to attack me.

I'm trying my best to stay stoic, this is incredibly awkward, should I be the one to break the silence?

"Boss, what are we supposed to be looking at here?" The bear asked looking honestly confused.

"I have a better question. What is that? ", the cheetah asked pointing at me.

"...", The fox only saw me idly and silently. Her eyes piercing my soul.

Suddenly I felt the she-wolf put both paws on my shoulders and start to shake me, "This thing, is our new recruit," she said, "He came to my safe house at night. Pretty intimidating, don't you think? He even has a sword and everything"

"..."

"..."

"... Did you hire this guy - thing - just like that? ", the she-Fox spoke, looking at her boss like she was an idiot," ... Why? Does he even know what we do in this place? "

"And that's exactly why I brought him to this place. So he can see what we do, "the wolf informed the fox, making her roll her eyes.

"Boss. What if he is an enemy?", The cheetah asked raising a paw to take her turn.

"Are you an enemy?"

...

...

...

Oh, was that question for me? Better answer quickly before something happens.

"No"

God, why does my damn voice suddenly sound so fucking monotonous? It almost makes me want to recite famous lines from movies or anime just to see what they sound like.

"See, there you have it, this guy is not an enemy," the She-Wolf told her colleagues, "To be honest. I don't even know if he's from around here"

"He was slow to answer your question," the fox said, narrowing her eyes in my direction, "... Doesn't that seem suspicious. Besides, he hasn't dropped his sword since he came to this place. "

Oh yeah, I guess I need to explain that. I, too, would be concerned if some guy dressed in armor walks into my home with an oversized knife stuck to his nimble hand.

"My sword is welded to my right hand," I reported while shaking my right hand with an open palm to prove my point, "And before you ask. No. I have not the slightest idea why it is welded. It just is and that's it "

That was a good explanation, right? I see that the four of them are sharing a strange look.

"Really?", The bear asked.

"Yes"

"Hey, dude", the cheetah raised a leg to attract attention, "Did you try to remove the gauntlet from your armor? Maybe the sword is not welded to your hand but to your armor"

"The armor, uh, yeah, that's stuck to me too. I can't take it off either."

"Wait, if the armor is stuck to you too ... How do you manage to go to the bathroom?"

"...", That is a good question. Now I am very scared. How am I supposed to go to the bathroom if I feel like it. It's not that I've been wanting since all this started, which still seems very strange to me, but still ... I think I should start looking for a way to get this thing off and soon. You never know when the cruel nature will call.

"... Can any of you help me remove my armor? "

The cheetah drew back a bit, "Euw, no", she said, "That's not something you ask of a group of girls, dude"

"I am fully aware of how a request like this may sound inappropriate. But, please understand, I really REALLY need help with my current predicament "

God, I hate my new Voice.

"I can lend you a paw with that", the bear told me, attracting the attention of everyone in the place who proceeded to see her in a curious way, "... What? I know what it feels like to get stuck in armor. It's fucking annoying and a pain in the ass "

I can't help but nod, and agree with Mama Bear.

"Yes Yes it is"

"Besides, this guy doesn't look like a big deal," The bear remarked with a smile as she approached me. His great figure making me look like a helpless Umpa lumpa who is in the presence of his slave master, Willy Wonka.

Only, you know, with boobs the size of my head.

And then she took me. like If was just a little five-year-old. Its clawed paws under each of my exiles.

This, uh, is certainly a new experience for me. I don't know how I should react to this.

This is ... Too new for me.

"Aww, aren't you a pretty thing?" She told me like she was talking to an animal. The irony almost hurts.

"...", I blinked, "... What's going on?", I asked the She Wolf. She just shrugged

"You said you needed help. That's what we do here, recruit", La Loba told me while she took out a cigarette and began to smoke it, "... welcome to the mercenaries of the Rose "

Mercenaries? Wait a minute. Did I really just join a group of mercenarys? I ... need time to process this, my current situation is too bizarre for my brain to be able to compute everything that is happening to me and give it a minimum of sense.

No! Wait! I cannot turn off my brain if I am constantly receiving physical contact from others!

"I'm going to take this cutie to my workshop," Mama Bear said to her companions as she placed me under one of her armpits and began to leave, "And don't worry. I plan to be gentle with the little one."

I don't like how she said that.

"Help" was all I managed to whisper to the other creatures who were watching me with varying levels of concern from 1 to 10 as I retreated.

(To be continue)

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1- Alreigch

2- PuzzleMaster1998

AN: Please comment, or send me a PM and let me know if I do a good work. This is actually the first time a try to do a History just in English. 🙂