Chapter 3-Accidents Happen
After waking up, getting dressed and eating breakfast, the cleric, rune knight, warlock, and assassin left the inn. "Let's go shopping, please," stated the cleric while showing them her notorious puppy dog eyes. Chaos couldn't really say no since he didn't want to punch him, if he had refused. The other two had no choice but to agree. The skies were starting to change into a dull color as cold winds blew by. Only Iris had shivered.
Loki stated, "It's going to snow. If we get out of here in time, we'll have a chance to avoid postponing leaving the town."
Iris only was disappointed that she couldn't go purchase useless bodices and dresses. Finally, after Iris had given up being the one walking behind, they had exited the town. The snow fell lightly from the skies. Chaos withdrew his jacket and gave it to Iris so she would stop shivering. Fenris just looked the other way. Loki just walked quietly like he always would. As the sun was starting to set, they decided to camp under a rather large tree for protection of the snow. Loki and Fenris were gone to find dry wood to make a fire.
Iris just smiled and whispered a plan to Chaos, planning to get Loki and Fenris together somehow. Still Chaos was with her since he feared her violent assaults. When they saw the two mature people of the group were coming, they had hidden slippery fruit under the snow. As Loki and Fenris were coming closer, Fenris in front of course had slipped on the first fruit. Loki tried to catch her, only to also slip on the second one and only had helped Fenris facing him during their fall. Finally they landed on the lightly snow-covered ground. A deep red blush crept across Fenris's face while Loki was slightly wide-eyed as he tried to get up. Though Chaos was there just in time to put his foot on Loki's head, making Loki…um…kissing Fenris by the weight on his head. Finally after two or three minutes later, he lifted his foot only having Loki's death grip on his ankle and throwing him at the ground. A slight blush was on his cheeks. He helped Fenris up as she was still in shock. It was her first kiss, surprisingly, including Loki's also.
"Are you okay?" he asked timidly.
Fenris had only nodded as she lived the embarrassment. Chaos sat up, shaking off the snow off his spiky red-orange hair. Loki was in front by the time, popping his knuckles while narrowing his eyes. "Wait a minute, now, Loki…um…Iris was in it, too." he pleaded. Iris just laughed and waved nervously as Loki looked at her. After starting the fire, Fenris was still as red as tomato and Chaos bruised everywhere on his face and chest. Iris was just looking down in her lap, knowing that Fenris was also mad at her and Chaos. Dinner was done and Fenris had volunteered to stand watch while the others slept. Fenris sat up against the tree while staring up at the sky. I can't see the stars. She shook her head and closed her eyes. The memory of the kiss kept reminding her of the previous dreams which she could not get rid of. A sigh came from her as stared at Chaos. Balder…no…Chaos…He's Chaos, now. Then she turned to see Loki. He was facing up with his eyes closed. Her blush was coming back not by the moment they had only by how he was handsome when he was asleep.
The morning came back as the others started to wake up. Fenris had kept wake the whole night. Loki was the first one to stir. She noticed this and said, "Good morning." She genuinely smiled at him. The assassin only mumbled the greeting also as he turned away, trying to keep from blushing. His hand was on his lips as he remembered that her lips were so soft. When they finished packing up, they left without their routine breakfast. Iris was half-asleep while Chaos was grumpy. As the afternoon appeared, they rested for a momentarily lunch break. Chaos and Iris were playing around as Chaos chased Iris. He tackled her as they landed on the bags, hearing a glass breaking of some sort. Fenris and Loki turned around while hearing it. Iris gasped as it came from Fenris's bag. The reckless two got up while Fenris opened her bag. She sighed deeply as the perfume bottle was broken, leaving the liquid all over her things.
"We're so sorry, Fenris," replied Iris while Chaos looked the other way, rubbing his neck.
Chaos replied, "Um, sorry. Well, accidents do happen."
Fenris just smiled, "It's alright."
She took out the broken pieces of glass and buried them in the snow as lunch was finished. Her bag reeked of the perfume only it smelt differently and horribly. She coughed as she waved her hand so the scent would go away. She began to be sleepy. Grey, blue smoke came from her bag as the rest of the group was beginning to be drowsy as well. One by one hit the ground unconscious. Loki was the last as he tried to get to Fenris. "That old woman…was…working for…Sara," he said weakly. His body began to feel heavy as he landed next to Fenris with his hand on her stomach. In the background, the old woman reappeared, cackling. Her true appearance was revealed to be a wrinkled, saggy, wart-covered demon with large claws. Loki was correct. The scent would trick and mess with their minds only to kill them mentally so she would be able to present their dead bodies. Each of them was dreaming of a fantasy they had wished or want.