Dangerous Cheese: It was a miscommunication, one that I think Ara mentions but I'm not 100% sure!
TheWonderfulShoe: It does indeed, and the amount they didn't care for Vishnu all went into caring about Dougal and the little Occamy eggs :)
This all in Newt's POV and next chapter might be too if you guys are interested!
Let me know :)
I waited on my Ara to show up from the doorway next to me for about five minutes, tapping my foot. I decided she'd gotten lost or distracted by something else and forced my way past the flow of people to get back into the building with a few annoying clicks of the Niffler.
It took me about 15 minutes to search through the building before I drew too much attention to myself by a suspicious security guard, and figured out that there were a total of 8 exits. Again, I found myself stuck between her safety and the safety of my creatures but she was ever so slowly winning that match as I pushed past people on the street now, not really caring if they were bothered by it.
She didn't know it, but I loved every second with her when we were alone even though I tripped over every word when she looked at me. I hated having to come back to civilised society and act as though we were merely traveling companions or something. She felt free and happy when it was just us, I wanted that to last forever but...obviously it wasn't meant to be considering we'd gotten separated within the first hour of being in said civilised society.
"Excuse me, trying...-Watch it!" I blinked twice as a heavier man's shin bounced off my case, forcing me to stop in the midst of a crowd to pick it back up again. I glanced at it's snaps quickly to make sure nothing had popped open. The Niffler didn't know quite yet, that I'd lost track of his favourite witch, and I was intending on finding her before he could find out.
"So sorry, my case." I mumbled trying to sound at least a bit apologetic when in reality, I was more nervous than anything as I nibbled on the edge of my lip. There were a few too many people here for my liking and none of them were Ara.
"No harm done. Excuse me!" He paid me little attention, continuing to push through people with my eyes on his back.
"You, friend! What drew you to our meeting today?" A sharper voice dragged my attention away from the presumed muggle to another, far more irate one. I glanced at her warily, watching the way she pointed a flyer out towards me but didn't take it.
"Oh... I was just passing." I nodded with a mindless half smile, spanning the crowd as I tried to spot a bit of blonde hair. She had to be here somewhere, it wasn't as though she was easy to miss despite her height. Quite the opposite really, I could have spotted her from kilometers away.
"Are you a seeker?" I peered at the woman for a second, noting that the way her eyes pinched together in such a stare reminded me of a particularly irate manticore.
"A seeker after truth?" She continued as I glanced away again, I had much more on my mind than her truths.
"I'm more of a chaser, really." I shrugged a bit, holding my case a little tighter. She was taking up a bit too much of my time, and I wasn't entirely glad for it as I stared at her.
"Hear my words and heed my warning. And laugh if you dare. Witches live among us!" I realised she'd been speaking to me and felt rather rude but, a small grubby little paw caught my attention as it slunk towards a man's hat. You have got to be kidding me. This was why I couldn't go anywhere without Ara, her bloody Niffler took off the moment I looked away from him.
"We have to fight together for the sake of our children, for the sake of tomorrow! What do you say to that, friend?" My eyes immediately darted towards my case to see one latch had been popped open and grimaced when I glanced back at the Niffler to see it stuff a bundle of coins into it's pouch. She was going to maim me.
"Excuse me." I bobbed my head to the woman after a moment of debate whether or not I could actually leave the pest to it's urges for once and elected I could. I pushed past, stalking after the tiny fiend with a quick step. I attempted to see all of the stairs and building with my head spinning from side to side but I'd practically lost him, almost bumping into people as I did so.
"Can I help you, sir?" I was almost startled by a man who eyed me with suspicion, I realised where I was in that moment. A bloody bank. Of all the places I had to lose the Niffler, it was a bank.
"No, I was just..." My eyes quickly looked off the to side one more, trying to spot a bit of black fur and an excuse. "Just...waiting." I plopped onto a bench, giving the employee a half smile as I sat my case down next to me. I was trying not to bring any more attention to myself than I had already, this was taking too much time. Ara could be anywhere by now, just as lost as I was but she didn't have to deal with a Niffler...honestly this wouldn't have happened if she'd been here.
"Hi. What brings you here?" At first, I didn't realise that the muggle had been speaking to me while I twisted and turned to spot the pest.
"Same as you..." I nodded, a bit distracted when I recognised the same man from before. The one that had bumped into me before the odd anti-witch muggle had begun shouting at me.
"Youre here to get a loan to open up a bakery?" His tone was confused but I paid little mind to him.
"Yes." I breathed, getting annoyed with him. I leaned back after giving him a forced smile and spotted something that might have been the Niffler. Finally!
"What are the odds of that? Well, may the best man win, I guess." He stuck out his hand and as much I hated to do this, I jumped up and attempted to stalk the pest once more, but this time I wasn't letting him get away.
"Excuse me." I mumbled to the brown-haired muggle as I snatched up my case to go around the bench in some hope that I'd alleviate some of my rudeness. I chased after the Niffler for a good five minutes, watching purses and particularly shiny buckles or jewelry. I knew from experience that the blasted thing had some sort of fondness for earrings.
I found a place in line, watching one woman with large diamond and gold earrings two places ahead of me. It seemed like she'd be the type he'd run after but as my eyes darted around her figure and her bag, I couldn't see a speck of black fur. I was at a near loss until I heard the tell-tale sound of change hitting the floor and turned towards it.
Ah hah! Grubby little paws were trying to force coins back into it's pouch from under a bench. I moved slowly in some effort not to scare it away until a small dog barked, forcing me to jump into action and peek under the bench. In the back of my mind, I knew I was coming off a bit of a mad man when I watched the bloody thing run along the top of the fence that separated the back area from the front of the bank with an open mouth.
Come. On.
I darted over to the gold fence, pressing my face up against it to watch as the Niffler sat on the bottom shelf of a cart rolling past. I glared as it shoved coin after coin away with gleeful clicks. It seemed to notice me, turning around to glare and mark it's territory by leaning over the coins as if it was saying I couldn't some how take all of those away. It was incredibly wrong.
Taking a few steps back, I began to look all over for some way to get behind the obstacle and not draw too many eyes to myself. It was entirely locked up, one door on the other side near an elevator that was currently taking down the cart and a deliriously happy Niffler downstairs with it. There were stairs, meaning I could actually just run down those and ca-
"Hey, Mr. English guy! I think your egg is hatching." A shout grabbed my attention, forcing me to drop the thought and focus on one of our Occamy eggs in the hand of the same muggle I'd dashed off on earlier. Today was not my day, apparently. A ding dragged my attention back to the elevator doors as the closed and I elected that this was warrant enough for me to pull out my wand.
I frowned, whipping my wand around to drag the man to me and apparate to the stairs I'd just seen. He slammed into my body with some loud groaning as I opened my eyes once more at the crackling sound. I stuck my wand into my mouth and almost smiled as Ara's warning of; "You're going to blow your jaw off one day, doin' that.'' ran through my head.
A piece of the egg fell away to reveal a small little purple and blue beaked head that called for my attention. I turned to my partner, a smile started but stopped when I remembered this wasn't Ara and she'd missed it's birth.
"What? What just happened? But... Excuse me... I was... over there. I was... over there?" The man was merely confused, not quite realising the beauty of what was happening in front of him so I began walking once more to slip the little beauty into my case. It was disappointing really, the one person that would have been just as amazed as I was, wasn't here because I'd bloody lost her.
"In you hop..." I knelt down, popping the case open to be greeted by several different creatures at once as I gently laid the egg into Dougal's outstretched hand. Chattering started up excitedly, making me shake my head.
"No. Everyone settle down. Stay. Dougal, dont make me come in there." I'd already had the Niffler out of the case and with the level of chaos he'd caused I couldn't possibly allow anyone else to come out for a stretch. I slowly closed the case once again after I'd made sure everyeone's fingers and toes weren't about to be crushed but stopped at the soft squeaking of Pickett. I glanced down at him to see what his fuss was over and noticed he'd been pointed in front of us with a leafed stem.
"Absolutely not!" I snapped the case shut as I watched the fat little Niffler squeeze itself through a gap and into the bank's main vault.
"Alohomora." I stood, holding my wand out with my case in hand and opened the vault.
"Oh, so youre gonna steal the money, huh?" My head swiveled back, realising that not only had I involved one muggle, it was now two. Perfect. Ara was definitely going to main me now...if I could find her.
A loud ringing sound made me jump, he'd hit some sort of alarm for robbery which he was honestly right to do. Ara's bloody Niffler had likely stolen half the Bank's funds by now but I still needed to get out of here. I waved my wand back over to the other muggle with little interest as the bank door began to swing open.
"Petrificus Totalus!" I'd deal with him later, or possibly never if I could get out of here fast enough.
"Mr. Bingley!" I heard the muggle but I wasn't very focused on him, racing to get inside the vault before too much damage had been done.
"Really?" I scoffed as I stopped, eyeing the Niffler who stared at me in defiance as it slowly slid an entire bar of gold into it's pouch. I darted up a step and snatch the little bugger who was too weighed down to get away from me in time and hung him upside by his feet.
"No..." I shook my head as he tried to wiggle his way out and began tickling his stomach in some attempt to get him to relax enough for the stolen bits to fall out. It was as though magic was happening before my eyes as a shower of gold bars, jewels, shoe buckles, coin and the odd earring or two fell to the ground with a metallic clatter.
"Look at that. Look, what would Ara think of that?" I tsked, shaking him a bit more as he attempted to bend back up again to stop the flow of valuables, all the while clicking with mad laughter. When the flow finally ceased, he seemed very much a mixture of annoyed but defiant still as he crossed his arms and clicked grumpily. I shook my head at him, kneeling back down to stuff him back into the case before he caused any more trouble than he already had.
"Oh no... No, no, no" I stood again, scrambling to get all my things and secure my case before wrapping an arm around the distraught muggle. He had good reason to be worried, guards had finally taken notice of the alarm and were pulling out their weapons. I had to act fast, Merlin knows that she might forgive me for the Niffler but I doubt she'd find mercy for me getting shot due to my own thoughtlessness.