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Top of the morning to you guys! My name is Mugen no Tenma, and welcome to my new fic! Hopefully, this one will be good enough read.
Note before you start reading: Although this fic was focused on my OC, Ritsuka Fujimaru A.K.A the "Canon Master" won't be replaced. It's called "Trinity Order" because it will be three Masters that will be the focus of this fic.
Enjoy.
Fate: Trinity Order
Chapter 1
"Reunion"
It's a beautiful day outside.
Birds are singing…
Flowers are blooming…
On days like this, kids like him should be—
… Freezing, obviously. This is Antartica. A place of coldness and death. What are you expecting here?
A young man calmly walks through a corridor. The corridor was almost monotone in color, being bluish-white and nothing else. He passes by a symbol on the wall, a crescent moon being surrounded by another crescent, but decorated by leaves. He glances upon it for a second. It was the symbol of…
Chaldea.
Chaldea is a laboratory-observatory that recruits talented scientists and magi for the purpose of observing both the magical and scientific aspects of the world. It was created and founded by Marisbury Animusphere, the former head of Animusphere Family, at year 2004.
They have but a single goal, that is to 'preserve the reign of the Human Order, above all else.' Chaldea may be a research and observation organization, but the internal management is more befitting of a military organization.
The young man sighes as he proceeds through the corridor. It seems to be almost empty, no personnel in sight. There's not even any security guards standing by. What if there's an intruder? He shook his head dismissively, maybe there are some safety wards placed here and there that he didn't know.
He arrives in the front of the Director's Room. He took a deep breath, then tidies up his hair and clothes, taking extra care to make them as neat as possible. After all, this was their first meeting after so many years passed. He has to show her how much he had grown after his intense studying and training.
"Here goes nothin' I guess…"
He swiftly swiped his ID card on the identification scanner. It reads, 'Glenn Reinhart McLoughlin' as it glows green. Then the automatic door opens smoothly.
Glenn entered the room with slow and calm steps, as not to falsely alert whoever was in there. He didn't utter a single word, even as he saw a young woman stand behind her desk across the room with her hands folded. Having her white hair in an aristocratic bun, wearing a fancy clothes of black, orange, and white… that's her, he's not mistaking her for anyone else.
"Hello, Mr. Reinhart." The young woman greets him professionally. He always forgets that she's almost as tall as he is, which says a lot regarding that he was slightly taller than any average male his age. "Thank you for accepting our offer to here at Chaldea. Now we're here to discuss the terms of our—"
"Well? It's been a while, isn't it, Olga?"
Glenn interrupted her quietly with a professional smile of his own. That, and with his slightly distinct Irish accent. The young woman, Olga simply shrugged her shoulder, and Glenn nodded in understanding.
"Ah sure. Look at you, now an illustrious Director of Chaldea. That's a lotta responsibilities, I gotta say."
Olga, or more aptly named Olga Marie Animusphere, is the current Director of Chaldea at the age of eighteen. After the death of the previous Director, her father Marisbury, and with no one else to inherit his title, young Olga stepped up to her current position and assumes authority over all the Chaldea.
It has been three years since that. Glenn only heard the news, and had been worried since.
"Please do not start ramb—" Olga tries to stop him, but...
"Are you okay with that? No offense, but aren't you too young for that position?" Glenn cut her off casually. "I imagine people would brush you off as an inexperienced leader, underestimate you, and talk behind your back about your mistakes…"
"It is not like—" Olga spoke, demanding that her words would be heard. However…
"But enough with that, Olga. Don't think about that too much. Just ignore those idiots." And just like that, he interrupted her again. "I mean, under pressure like that, I would be more worried about your health in general. For example—"
"Stop—"
"Are you eatin' well?"
"Hey—"
"No vomitin'? Eatin' medicines from the nearest doctor?"
"Don't—"
"Now that I've seen you up close, you don't look as fat as I would expe—"
An angry vein just popped on Olga's temple.
"GLENN!"
Olga frustratedly pound her fists to her desk, loud enough to stop Glenn from talking incessantly. Glenn blinked, staring at the young woman's flustered face innocently for a few seconds before clearing his throat. He had the decency to look slightly guilty as the young woman shot him a glare.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I'm ramblin' again. Sorry, my bad habit." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "It's just that I'm glad to see you again. It's been four years since we last saw each other… right, Olga? I guess we have so much to talk about… you know, catchin' up for all the time we're away from each other?"
Olga sighed and turns away, pointing at one lone chair in front of her desk without looking at him.
"Whatever. Just… sit down and we'll talk." She said with commanding tone, glancing subtly at him.
"Yes, Ma'am." Glenn did a mocking salute before sitting on the aforementioned chair. "Man, you're as feisty as I remember. Never change."
Silence for a few seconds. Now that the official atmosphere has been ruined, it was all awkward for her. For all her studying and learning how to behaving around people, to put a temporary mask on her fragile self, to put a pretense… she doesn't actually know what to do right now. Her manners, all forgotten.
Her education didn't teach her how to act around someone that she haven't met for few years. Nor she knows how to react to everything about him. Yes, at first glance, somehow she immediately recognized him, but boy did he change so much. Was there that much bulk on her childhood friend? His muscle…
She tried her hardest not to look at those, knowing that he would never let her live it down. So she tried to look at something else—his dark red hair had grown, almost resembling a mane… and his brilliant blue eyes had become sharper than the last time she'd seen—no, that's not it, Olga! Focus now!
With a huff, Olga sat down on her own chair.
"So, how are you doin'?" Glenn casually asks, putting one arm onto the armrest. "Havin' fun here?"
"I'm not here to have fun, Glenn." Olga says flatly. "This is my duty, and I have to be serious about it. In case you didn't know, I'm now the head of Animusphere Family. A Magus Family, Glenn. There is no way I'm going to mess around with my responsibilities now."
"That's bullshit." Glenn shook his head. "You gotta enjoy your life, Olga. I mean, you know you can have a break once in a while. Would it hurt to get a holiday or two? You're killin' yourself here, buddy…"
"I can't do that. There are so much things to take care of, Glenn. And I'm the one responsible for them."
"Is that why you invited me here? To help you with all those things?" Glenn raised his eyebrows. "Why, after four years, the first contact we do is something so formal and professional? You've never even answered my call. You've never replied to my messages either! I was so worried! Jeez, I thought you were busy with some random boyfr—"
He stopped as Olga held up one hand, stopping him from speaking further.
"Yeah, urgh, listen… please, can I have your attention for a moment? Don't ramble." Olga says as she massages her forehead, already feeling headaches. "I'm very sure you already knew this, but I have to make this official. Please listen. My name is Olga-Marie Animusphere of the Animusphere Family, and I am the Head Director of the Organization for the Preservation of Human Order, Finis Chaldea, or simply Chaldea for short."
She said almost word-for-word from the paper she put inside her locker under the table with utmost seriousness. However, Glenn had none of that. He even went as far as making very annoying mocking gestures, emulating someone talking with his hand. Another angry vein popped on Olga's temples.
"… can I just call you Olgamally, just for old times' sake?"
Almost immediately after he said that, Olga leans forward and throws her right punch at him…
"Jerk!"
… but since he was expecting retaliation from her anyway, he's already a step ahead of her. He parried her punch with his palm, not flinching at the impact in the slightest.
"Whoa, have you been workin' out, Olga?" He asks her, and she responds with another punch. "… you're really putting some power behind those punches… you've been hittin' a gym, haven't you?"
His questions went unanswered as Olga leans back onto her seat, having been satisfied by her own attempts. Back then, he always mocked her for being a 'squishy mage' and being a major potato couch. Maybe she didn't show it, but she was glad that her endeavor was somewhat approved by him.
Yes, she even built herself a gym in the North Ward of Chaldea. She'd kept going on about beating the crap out of a certain someone one day and wipe the smug smirk off his face. The good doctor would know that, since he was the one supervising her workout…
"Shut up." She says, folding her arms over her chest again. "You're ruining my speech here…"
"Hey, I'm not the one punchin' people for no reason, you know." Glenn shrugged. "Why don't you continue your speech then? The Director of Chaldea shouldn't get distracted by such trivial things…"
That one earned him a light Gandr shot aimed at his face, but he narrowly dodged it. Still smirking.
Of course, knowing her from childhood, he knows how short her temper was and will always try to push her buttons just for the hell of it. He always enjoyed riling her up, more often than not with a smug smirk on his face. Her face grows red as she tried to shot another Gandr at him and missed.
"I shall object you to disciplinary measures if you keep this up, ruffian."
"Disciplinary measures? Ooh, I'm into that…" His smirk just went wider, and Olga realizes her mistake. "Spank me hard, Mommy…"
If anyone think Olga's face couldn't be any redder, they couldn't be more wrong. She almost looks like a ripe tomato—
"SHUT UP!"
Another Gandr shot, this time nailed him in the face and knocked him over to the floor with the chair.
A few moments later…
"I'm not even sorry for that."
She says even as she helps him get up from the floor.
"Yeah, I kinda deserved that." Glenn chuckled as he accepted Olga's hand.
"Who's in his right mind would make a dirty joke in his first meeting with someone he hasn't met for years?" Olga lets out an exasperated sigh as she lifts him up. "What are you even trying to pull here?"
"That's me. Only me." Glenn made another chuckle. "I'm just tryin' to break the ice, y' know? You look kinda stiff, so I figured out you've been stressed out, and I decided to help out…"
"… you can see it?"
"I mean, yeah, I'd be a failure of a friend if I can't see that my friend was hurtin'. Are you relieved now?"
It was sweet of him to care about her, it really was. She forgot that he can be very observative as he was oblivious. Well, aside from his trolling behavior, he's always sweet and caring, but that one just made her somewhat feel warm inside.
"Oh, I don't know. You'll just add up to my stress if you keep this up. What are you trying to do is just inadequate." Yet, the words that came out of her mouth just sounded obnoxious.
"Well, I'm no therapist, so excuse me if I can't comfort you properly, princess." Glenn just shrugged, and boy she was relieved that he didn't seem offended—wait, princess? He's using my old nickname!
"Now that I'm here, I'll be makin' sure you're not takin' more than you can handle." Glenn smiles at her, and this was a genuine smile, not a smirk or anything less. "But, I guess you particularly want me to participate in your operation? To be a Master Candidate or something? I knew you mentioned that in the letter you sent me… I didn't get much from that, but that's the gist, right?"
"I'm honestly surprised that you even read my letter." Olga deadpanned.
"Hey now, that's just rude." Glenn pretends to pout in irritation.
"That's just how you are." Olga retorts, slightly smirking.
"Fair enough. Now tell me what the operation's really about, and keep it short, okay?"
"Don't tell me what to do. But I suppose I'll allow it just this time…"
Olga then proceeds to brief him on the operation. Olga spends almost half an hour to explain everything that should be known in this operation, without giving Glenn any time to digest or ask any question in between her textbook speech. He tried raising his hand to make her pause for a little bit, however…
He just sighed and resigns to his fate. He gave up on comprehending Olga's droning speech, and took as much as he could from her speech… which barely sufficient to understand everything. As Olga finished her lecture, she gave him this expression that practically told him to recount everything in detail.
"So… basically… you have fourty eight people who serve as "Master Candidate" in six teams, eight in one each." Glenn recounted Olga's explanation calmly. "Those teams are to be sent in a certain event in a certain timeline that would inevitably trigger the extinction of humanity…. This event occurred in the newly-manifested "unobservable locale" of Fuyuki City in 2004, otherwise known as "Singularity F."
"Yes… do you get it now?"
"Nah. You still lost me." Glenn shook his head. "How the fookin' hell do you even travel to another place and another time? How in the glistening Wizard Marshall's beard do you even time travel? … does it involve some alchemy-produced weeds?"
Olga facepalms.
"You didn't even listen to my explanation about LAPLACE, CHALDEAS and SHEBA, did you?" She groans softly.
"Err… I did hear some complicated names, but I still don't get it…" Glenn scratched the back of his head sheepishly.
"Why did I even bother explain them to you…" Olga started to massage her forehead, already feeling her headache's return. "Seriously Glenn… you are a Magus. Act like one, wouldn't you?"
"Well, you know… I'm just someone with hands-on way of doing things, I do things better in practice than theory. Never bothered reading books too much." Glenn chuckled nervously. "My mentor never told me to read too much… just train my skills everyday…"
A massive sigh from Olga. She stares silently at Glenn.
"But, if it makes you feel better, I know we're going to summon cool spirits from the past, with the help of FATE or something." Glenn hastily added, to dissuade his childhood friend's temper. "Heroic System Summoning Spirit, isn't it? It sounds so cool already!"
"First off, it's Heroic Spirit Summoning System. You got it wrong." Olga shook her head. "Your words couldn't be more blunt… but yes, you're right."
"… listen, can you just give me a short version of everything you just said?"
"Fine, fine." Olga let out another sigh. "In layman's terms, we're going to time travel to Fuyuki City in 2004, all of the fourty eight Master Candidates would summon their own Heroic Spirits, called Servants, who would then assist the Masters to rectify the Singularity. That's about it."
"That's surprisingly simple." Glenn put his hand under his chin. "I understand now."
"Yes, Glenn… you can relax for now. But…" Olga smirks deviously. "Now that you're here, I'm going to drill everything that you should know in this facility into your head. Whether you want it or not."
"Oh, god…"
"That's your fault for not doing your homework." Olga folded her arms over her chest, looking at Glenn sternly. "Look, Glenn. I will take my time to teach you about everything here, no matter how bad you might be in listening."
"I'll be looking forward to that." Glenn calmly nodded.
"No, you can never escape as long as you're—wait, what?"
"I said, I'll be looking forward to that." Glenn repeated. "What's wrong?"
"I—I thought you don't want to listen to my lecture…" Olga started to get flustered. "A—are you messing with me?!"
"No, that's just a little price to pay to be on your side."
"Wha—?!"
"Hey, your father made me promise that. Don't worry about it." Glenn smiled. "By the way, which team I'm on?"
Olga's pale face was growing redder and redder with passing seconds. Glenn notices this, but since she would only react violently if he points it out, he remains silent. He waits patiently for her to regain her composure and answer his question.
"Team B. The secondary team." Olga clears her throat. "No offense, Glenn, but you… don't have enough… relevance… to be in Team A."
"Oooh. I'm not elite enough, apparently."
"I'm sorry…" Olga seems genuinely upset. "It's not like you're not important enough, but…"
"Nah, it's okay."
He's cool with that. He's not one of those stuck-up noble magus family members. So what if he's not one of the elite member? As long as he's with Olga, he's perfectly fine. As far as their relationship in the past went, nothing could go wrong as long as they are together. He knows this to be true.
"But Olga, you're with me, right?" He asks with a smile. "Eh, what am I saying? You'll definitely go with me, yeah?"
"Uh… no." Olga shook her head.
Silence. Glenn's smile fades slowly.
"… what." Glenn deadpanned. "Tell me you're jokin'."
"Yes, Glenn… I'm with Team A." Olga speak slowly. "I have to be there to escort the Wodime family's representative. It would look really bad if I go with Team B…"
Silence again.
"YOU GOTTA BE KIDDIN' ME!"
… Olga sweatdropped.
"I DON'T EVEN KNOW ANYONE IN TEAM B! FOOKIN' HELL!"
-Tomorrow morning-
He was a bit miffed. He was waiting for his chance to reunite with his childhood friend, but now that he does have his chance, it was on professional terms. After his short conversation with Olga, he was immediately sent away by her, the reason being she was busy preparing for the eventual mission.
Glenn's annoyance was quickly forgotten as he comes across a pleasant surprise that waits for him outside of his room. His new room in Chaldea, that is.
"Um… good morning…"
In front of his door stands a girl with neck-length light purple hair with monstrously long bangs that hide her glasses, allowing only her left eye, which also purple, though a richer shade of it. On her right shoulder, perks a very long haired pet that is clearly not a species indigenous to any normal animal.
It looks vaguely like a white-furred cat, though. But it seems to be judging him with unusually intelligent eyes. He's admittedly a cat person, and personally the little guy looks exotic to him. That aside…
"Top of the morning to ya' lady..." Glenn waved one hand to her, smiling. "… and who are you?"
No one in Ireland ever speaks 'top of the morning to ya' nowadays, and if you do, you'll be sent weird looks by everyone that heard you. It just gives off impression like someone that tries too hard to sound Irish. Glenn knows that, but that's kinda his way to break the tension when he meets new people.
"Ah—my name is Mash Kyrielight." The girl nods to him politely. "The Director sent me here to get you accustomed to Chaldea. Um… It's nice to meet you… Mr. Reinhart."
Mash Kyrielight, eh? A peculiar name indeed, but for a very strange reason, he finds it cute.
The girl is already very pleasing to eye. She has on a white hoodie jacket with gray sleeves and bottoms, and what she wears is certainly unique. A sleeveless black pleated dress shirt with a folded white collar, adorned with a red two dark gray diamonds intersecting one another along the bottom.
Glenn sees no sign of pants or dress or skirt, even—she only has black pantyhose on, with a high-fiber content that makes it very dense and dark. Her fashion sense is uncommon—but all in all, he likes what he sees. This Mash girl is interesting.
"So Olga sent you here, instead of coming here herself and give me a tour of this place. Good grief…" Glenn shook his head, slightly disappointed. "But nevermind that. Nice to meet you too, Mash."
"Y—yes, Mr. Reinhart, sir… Or is it Mr. McLoughlin? Or…"
Glenn raised his eyebrows.
"Just call me Glenn. Don't be so formal. Also I'm not that old."
The girl looks away for a few seconds, seemingly shy. Glenn wonders why. There could only be two possibilities. One, the girl just had a crush towards him in the first sight… nah, fat chance of that. Two, she was a socially awkward person that seldom talks with other people… that sounds more plausible.
"O—okay, Glenn-senpai."
"… 'senpai'?" Glenn hummed quizzically. "Since when was I your upperclassman?"
Yeah, he knows Japanese and some of their cultures from his mentor. And there's nothing wrong with calling someone by that. It just sounds weird when someone who you'd just met called you that. And he never actually had any formal education on his part, so he can't be called that, technically.
"Ah! I'm sorry!" Mash puts her hand over her mouth. "It's just a bad habit of addressing anyone I just met…"
"Bad habit, huh?" Glenn tilts his head slightly. "Nah, you can call me 'senpai' if you want to. I don't mind at all."
"T—thank you very much, Glenn-senpai!"
Mash sounds way too happy about that.
"Don't sweat it. If you don't mind me asking, though… are you fluent, Mash?"
"Eh?"
"At Japanese, I mean."
"As a matter of fact, yes, I am fluent, Glenn-senpai. The Doctor taught me." She says. "Um… speaking of which, you… are not Japanese, right? I mean, obviously, your name says it all, but… you sound like you're familiar with Japanese culture."
"Yeah, I'm Irish-German. As far as I knew, I have no Japanese relatives, but…" Glenn nods, still smiling. "I can speak Irish, German, English, and Japanese. My Japanese mentor kinda taught me that last one, and then some. I guess being multilingual is not that bad..."
"Oooh…" Mash gives off a voice that sounds genuinely impressed. Not many people nowadays can make that kind of voice without sounding pretentious or obnoxious. "That's—that's amazing, Glenn-senpai. I can see you are a talented person!"
"Meh, it's nothing special, but thanks anyway." Glenn shrugged, although her compliment was so genuine he can't help but feel happy inside. "Now then… are we going to just stand here all day or are we going to look around Chaldea?"
"Ah, yes! I almost forgot! I'm sorry!"
Glenn chuckled.
"It's fine, Mash. Lemme just clean up first, give me a minute…"
"This is the Cafeteria, Glenn-senpai."
Mash cheerfully declared as she and Glenn (and that white cat-like thing on Mash's shoulder) arrived at the first stop of their tour around Chaldea. It was a large cafeteria with each table for four people, Glenn observed, that it can possibly fit one hundred person in capacity.
He can see some Chaldea staff sitting and chatting with their peers, some eating and some just chilling on their seats. He could imagine how hard the cook would have to work if the cafeteria was full… he could say that he was a decent enough in cooking, but it was never his passion in life to cook for others.
Don't get him wrong, he'd understand if someone makes excellent cooking and makes that their utmost passion, to see the smile of their patrons as they feast upon their cookings. Hell, maybe he will meet someone like that in Chaldea soon... after all, this is the place where the talented ones gather, right?
"So much space in here, I must say." He commented. "Are you guys sure you didn't make this place too big for yourselves?"
"Well, from what I've heard, it was designed on purpose to accommodate many people." Mash replied politely. "As for now, it will fit fourty-eight Masters and maybe their Servants, so I wouldn't say this was exorbitant, Glenn-senpai."
"I guess that's true." Glenn nods. "Anything else that I must know in here?"
"As in, what?"
"I mean the menu! Duh! What do people ask for in a cafeteria?" Glenn points with his thumb at the kitchen across the large room eagerly, slightly surprising Mash. "Do they have cake and cookies here? Also, Pizza! I love Pizzas! This place won't be a good cafeteria without Pizzas! Tell me they have them!"
"Ah… I see…" Mash seems to be taken aback by Glenn's sudden. "Of course… of course we have these here…"
"Duuude! That's awesome! My respect for this place just went up one hundred percent!" Glenn giggled like an excited kid. "Oooh! This place is the best!"
"O… okay…" Mash doesn't seem to know how to properly respond to that, but smiles nonetheless. "I'm glad you like this place already…"
"Anyway! I'll be visiting this place often, and you might have to accompany me since Olga doesn't like eating too much!" Glenn just went on. "I can imagine her response. 'I will be fat', she said… 'too much junkfood', she said… 'my diet won't accept this', she said… that girl never does what she wants in life!"
He just stands there with his hand on his hips, doing the best of his Olga impression… which is actually so bad, but for some reason, Mash finds his behavior funny and somewhat endearing. He's being a bit loud and chatty, but it's not really obnoxious… at least for her. This was a new experience for her.
"I've been meaning to ask…" She starts, causing Glenn to stop his rant. "Director Olga speaks highly of you… which is a bit unusual. You knew Director Olga personally, Glenn-senpai?"
"Hmm…"
"I—if you don't want to answer it, it's fine… I'm just curious…"
"Nah, I'll answer it."
Mash perked up.
"Well… we're friends since we're kids." Glenn answers. "Her father Marisbury found me in the streets and adopted me for some reason that I never knew, and now that he's gone, I most likely never will. Long story short, I and Olga grew up together… until we parted few years ago."
"Oooh…" There it is, Mash once again gives off a voice that sounds genuinely impressed. "I… I don't know much about familial bonds, to be honest… but basically, you and the Director are like siblings, right? Like brother and sister in all but blood! I've read something like that in a book before…"
Glenn paused for a few moments. He decided not to go too far into this topic.
"Well yeah, you could say that." He said. "But it's nothing special, really. Why are you so worked up about this?"
Mash blushes in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, Glenn-senpai… it's just, I never heard Director Olga spoke highly of anyone before, except the previous Director and Professor Lev." Mash straightens her glasses, which was slightly tilted before inher enthusiasm. "And… this is the first time I've heard of a relationship like you and Director's… it's like—"
"Before you say it, it's not like we're together-together or anythin'." Glenn quickly cut her off.
"I didn't mean to imply something like that, Glenn-senpai…" Mash blinked in surprise.
"Oh? You don't? Oh thank god, you're not one of those people…" Glenn sighed in relief. "I'm slightly older than her, so I used to look after her in her father's stead… Marisbury was a busy man. However, from other people's perspective—the ones that knew I'm not actually from the family of Animusphere— they jumped to conclusion and spread the rumor that our relationship was more than that. Honestly, it sucks ass! Olga always acts weird and avoids me when people look at us funny, and it makes it harder for me to look after her. I hope you understand that…"
"I understand, Glenn-senpai." Mash nods her head. "… but you do care for her, don't you?"
Glenn suddenly turns to her, and Mash thought she just stepped on a landmine. However, when he talks, his voice was gentle, yet it was full of determination.
"Yes I do, Mash. That's why I'm here." Glenn said, and Mash can feel the resolve in his voice. "I've finished my Magus training… I'm not some greenhorn that can only stand by and watch helplessly. Not anymore. Now I'm here to help Olga out—and keep her from any possible danger."
Silence for a bit.
"That's quite a speech, Glenn-senpai." Mash commented, again with genuine respect and impression in her voice.
"It's nothing, really. That's just how I really feel…" Glenn shrugged. "Eh, doesn't matter. If we're finished here, why don't we move on to the next place?"
Mash smiles. She just learned some new things from a stranger she just met and spoke with… but it was really exciting to learn new things, just like the good Doctor said! And this person was nice, she wonders if all the people from the outside world were as nice as Glenn… she can't wait to find out!
"Alright… we're going to the Library now, Glenn-senpai!"
Contrary to Mash's cheerful voice, Glenn's shoulders suddenly drooped.
"Library? Really? Ah great, I hate fookin' Libraries…"
Mash sweatdropped.
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