For once, i publish a chap in time! ^^
Chapter 10 – Innocence
"You really are an idiot. A complete idiot." Gokudera frowned at the gasping long haired man.
He had been saved in extremis: the queen was hellishly trying to choke the princess to death when Lambo jumped at the old woman's back to ask for candies. The kid thought she was the witch in Hansel and Gretel's tail, you know, the one who has a house made with candies.
Anyway, it had been enough to make the queen run away.
"What the fuck was I supposed to do?" Squalo was rubbing at his aching throat. "I was tied up to the table, goddamnit!"
"So the queen found out your hideout?" Yamamoto crossed his arms, a look of concern on his face. "Isn't this bad for us?"
Hayato's air darkened. "Technically, this is a case of sequestration and complicity of sequestration."
"Eeeeh?" Tsuna was bewildered. "That's the worst!"
"That's extremely the worst!"
"Bwahahahaha! Take that, you shitty brats!" Squalo snorted viciously.
Chrome weakly raised a hand. "Um… Isn't it bad for you too, Squalo? Your mother is really trying to kill you."
"Ah. That's right."
…
Meanwhile in the castle…
"What?" The queen was appalled "What? What? What? What? What? He's still alive?"
Mukuro was switching idly the channels on TV. "Well… If you say he still was breathing and coughing when you left him, then the princess still must be alive."
The old woman grimaced at him and mumbled, "Humph. Pineapple head."
"What did you say, Majesty?"
"Nothing." She replied with a false innocence on her features. "For now, I'll just go back there and end correctly what I've begun."
So she did. This time wearing a costume not to be recognized by the silverette and even working on her accent (now she was rolling her r's), she went back to the house in the forest. The queen was bringing with her a comb which was poisoned with the most dangerous toxic one could find on Earth: the slightest contact with your skin and be sure you won't see the next sunrise.
"Ooooh oh! oh! oh! oh! This plan is perfect. Just perfect!"
She arrived in front of the door. Maybe it hadn't been very wise to come back the day right after the previous one, but you'll soon understand it didn't matter at all.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming." Squalo opened the door. "Who the hell are you?"
"Oooh, only an old grrranny who sells beautiful things forrr beautiful girrrls…"
The silver head snapped. "Who the fuck are you calling a girl?"
"… like this lo-ve-ly comb." She showed the device to the fuming princess. "Look, nice shape, beautiful colorrrs, strrrong materrrial… Do you want to trrry it?" She pulled harshly at the silver mane.
"Fuck off, old shit!" Squalo wriggled. "Ouch! It hurts! Let go of… Ouch! Of meee!"
"It'll take…" Struggling, "only…" Struggling, "two seconds…" Struggling, "miss… just…" Struggling, "let me… comb your hairrr…" Struggling. "Oh, I give up."
The queen threw the comb away and, instead, used the long hair to strangle the princess. It was starting to get boring.
"Old woman…" Squalo gaped. "I tell you I don't… Grah!... Want your fucking… ugh! Comb…"
The princess lost consciousness and collapsed on the ground. Again.
TBC...?