"Phinks, what's the meaning of this?"

Phinks had just dragged Feitan into a clothes shop. "Your previous set was tattered in your fight with that Chimera Ant, right? And you don't have much clothes anyway. Go get some, take it as my Christmas present to you," the Egyptian pushed the Chinese man deeper into the shop.

The shorter man glared at him. "I no need you pay, Phinks. I steal. And I have my own choices of clothes."

"But this store has something that I think you'll like," Phinks persisted, now ushering Feitan towards a certain section of the store. "It suits you." A lot, he mentally chuckled.

Feitan's scowl deepened. This was a big store, and it was crowded. And he did not like crowds, or people, to begin with. "Just because you like Gucci doesn't mean that I like it too. This is a waste of time."

Phinks was starting to get second thoughts about this, but then he remembered his deal with Shalnark. On his end of the deal, Phinks just had to video Feitan's reaction to something. It sounded simple and fun at first, but now Phinks was starting to realise the trouble he was getting himself into.

But he had made a deal - and a man had to keep his word. Phinks pressed on.

"Just wait till you see their clothes," Phinks coaxed. Their destination was just round the corner, and Phinks readied the phone camera. "Ready... Tada!"

They had come to the children's section.

"So... go on and choose what you want!" Phinks said, focussing the camera on his silent partner's face. "Feitan?"

"Is this a joke?" Feitan glowered at Phinks after a while. He had heard enough digs at his height and he wasn't about to put up with another one. Not today. Not when he was in a bad mood.

"Hey... Calm down! See? There's a chart here saying that children 155cm tall can wear the XL size," Phinks futilely tried to redeem himself. "You can wear these, no problemo-"

"Phinks." The shorter man cut in coldly, claws out. "Run."


"Here are the pictures you wanted," Shalnark said, passing a stack of papers to a certain very bruised, scratched and injured Egyptian. "You look hilarious, by the way. Why don't you get Machi to patch you up?"

"I did. She tried, Feitan intervened," Phinks grouched. "Ended up more injured than ever."

Shalnark chuckled. "That's too bad then."

"Tch. This was never a fair deal," Phinks grumbled, snatching the photos away. "Here's your bloody phone back."

Shalnark caught it as if it was a delicate, precious treasure. "Hey! Don't throw my camera!"

"Whatever. I'm never going to make a deal with you again. Asshole."


Feitan sure is violent, eh?

Anyway… This idea isn't new but… I've personally confirmed it myself! Today I went into a clothes shop and at the kids' section there was this height and size chart that said kids 155cm tall can fit into the XL or L size! (Which size exactly, I can't really remember.)

Though, is it just me or do I find Feitan oddly cute/adorable? When I wrote the part about him being angry, I found that 'Feitan stared angrily at Phinks' just didn't quite work out for me because… Well it kinda emphasised his cuteness, for some odd reason. Is it just me or…?

Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed this :)