Colonnello felt his eye twitch. Each time they went to a new place, and he had a feeling Skull took him there to annoy him, people automatically greeted them with a smile and a "Hello sirs." He didn't believe it was a magic, regardless of what his purple menace said. He knew she was fucking with him.
"Come on Lacky, we've been at this all day, let's get some lunch." He said, grabbing her arm and dragging her to one of the more upscale restaurants he knew Reborn, and oddly enough Fon, loved to go to.
"Do you have a reservation?" The maître d asked with a friendly smile. The woman was a tall blond with stunning blue eyes and wore a form fitting black top and pants with a pair of heels. He heard his tiny Lacky snort from behind him.
"My colleague Fon told me to send his regards." Colonnello smiled at the woman who stood even straighter, her eyes flashing from him to Skull and back. Her eyes flickered with outright fear for the barest moment.
"Of course, sir, any friend of Fon's is welcomed into this establishment. Come with me and I will have you seated." One look at Skulls face told the Rain his Cloud was more amused than anything.
"What do you think Fon did to make them afraid?" Colonnello asked once the woman was out of sight, watching as a frightened waiter headed their way. The poor kid looked about ready to pass out.
"Threatened to slaughter their families in front of them if they screwed up his order?" Skull shrugged off handedly making the Rain blink at her. There was no way she actually thought that, was there?
"What can I get you to drink sirs?" The waiter asked, coming over to stand by their table. His back was straight, and a drawn smile was on his lips. His face was pale, even in the dim lighting of the Restaurant and his eyes were wide with no little bit of fear.
"I'll take a Butterbeer." Skull stated and the man's head whipped to her as she grinned. Colonnello grabbed the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes for a moment to stave off his annoyance. Skull was no doubt doing this on purpose, and she thought they were assholes. Before he could open his mouth to tell her there was no such drink and stop trying to make people afraid the waiter smiled, a real smile.
Tension faded from the man's frame as he looked at his Cloud as if she hung the sun and moon. "Butterbeer is always good this time of year. Your companion, will he be drinking one as well or is he like the others of your associates?"
"Sadly, and I did apologize for it. I didn't know Sempai would stalk me or like the food enough to come back."
"Yet you bring another one into the establishment Sir." The waiter said, but there was the barest hint of amusement in his voice.
"To be fair I didn't tell him about it ether. He heard about it from Fon-Sempai and is even using his reservation. See I'm innocent this time. Not my fault. The Great and Immortal Skull-Sama bares no blame for muggles coming into your restaurant."
Colonnello felt as if he were missing something vital. Because…what the hell? "I'll have whatever the Lacky's having." He butted in when the man opened his mouth to respond. He wondered if Fon or Reborn had stalked Skull here, and if so, why? None of this made any since and he knew if he asked the Cloud, she wouldn't tell him.
"Perhaps sir would like to order something else." The man started only for Skull to let out a peel of laughter.
"How did that recommendation go last time?" She asked with her sing-song voice that had even the man's eye twitching as he turned to her.
"The last time your muggle put Pier through a wall. How is Mr. Fon by the way? Still stalking you? I worry the man is in love with you the way he follows you when you happen to be in town together on whatever business you have."
A blush spread over Skull's face as she glared at the waiter, a pout forming on her lips. "Fon-Sempai is not in love with Skull-Sama. Fon-Sempai is just an ass-hat who likes to follow Skull-Sama to be annoying. Skull-Sama is hungry and done with talking about Fon-Sempai." She groused.
"Of course, One butterbeer for Skull-Sama and one for your…companion?" He asked with a nod as Skull let out a breath of air.
"And any messages from the Moon if you have them." Skull nodded.
"Would you like them before or after your meal Sir?"
"After, I'm not translating Moon speech on an empty stomach." Skull grumbled with her arms folded, her eyes lifted into a half-hearted glare as the man nodded.
"Should I bring you menus?" He asked as he nodded and Colonnello felt a headache blooming. He really wished they had gone elsewhere. At least then he wouldn't have to deal with…whatever this was. Which by the way…what was this?
"You…get messages from the Moon Kora?" He asked once the waiter had left to get the menus requested.
"Doesn't everyone?" She asked, her head tilted a confused look in her eyes. "How else do you think I know everything?" She asked blinking at him as if he were slow.
"You don't know everything Kora." He gave into the impulse and ran a hand down his face.
"Oh?" She asked with a wicked smirk on her lips, her eyes alight with unholy mischief. "Should I prove it?" She didn't wait for a response. "Colonnello birth name Andre William Thatcher, one sister born on his birthday placing them at thirteen years apart. Mother died in childbirth father started drinking. Joined Comsubin at 18 to help get himself and his beloved Natalia away from the often drunk and abusive father. 'kidnaped' Natalia Ariana Thatcher at 20 and placed her with a trusted friend. Sent every paycheck for her upkeep, and when he became flame active, he made sure to keep her as far from him as he could while still keeping watch."
Colonnello paled, his knuckles turning white. "Kora." His voice was a deadly growl and she held up her hand to stop him from speaking.
"I didn't like the security you had in place; she had a few dozen mafia men sniffing around her after we were cursed. They didn't realize she was your sister of course, but I thought it might be better to upgrade the security. I put a few of my own protections in place. She's civilian, completely, and undeniably unlike Fon's sister. I could respect the wish to protect her. Nobody from the Mafia will ever find her unless I tell them where she is, and I would hope you at least know me well enough to realize I wouldn't. No matter how much I don't like someone I would never put innocents in danger for a bit of revenge."