Happy Thanksgiving to everyone in the US celebrating it! Since I'm on break I've been trying to write a little bit more and I managed to get another request done! Enjoy~

Mest generally ignored other people's idiotic actions when he wasn't on duty. Whatever dumbass decided to set himself on fire would have to deal with Lahar or one of the other officers if he was out; there just wasn't enough time in the day to deal with other people.

This particular day however…

Mest had been out getting miscellaneous items that he was out of at home when he spotted them. Two people just...sitting in the shopping mall's public fountain. Why the police weren't there already was a mystery to him, as a large gathering surrounding the fountain suggested that this had happened quite a bit ago.

Scanning the area and seeing no one around, he calmly took a deep breath and marched over to the two, trying to look at least a little like a respectable authority figure and not just another random guy coming to gawk at them.

The two in question consisted of a female in a red dress and white, wavy hair who looked absolutely soaked, yet made no effort to remove herself from the fountain. Despite her dainty appearance, her glare at the other person sent Mest's skin crawling. He saw hardened criminals with less of a menacing aura around them then this woman.

The other person was hard to make out, both because of the long, dual-toned hair covering most of his face as it drooped down and the layered fur clothing covering most of the body. His eyes were closed, and his face had curious black smears on them that Mest deduced must have been heavy make-up. Despite looking just as soaked as the girl, he looked almost...asleep in his current position. He too, made no move to get up.

Mest gulped but said with forced confidence, "I'm sorry, but swimming in the fountain is not allowed."

As if snapped out of a trance, the woman broke her deadly glare and stared up at him. Her eyes were as blue as the water she sat in, and they narrowed at him suspiciously. "Excuse me?"

The man beside her also moved, although it was merely to yawn and half-way open his eyes, which were just as dark as her's but an eerie red. "I think what he's getting at is that we've caused enough of a scene, Mira." His gaze caught Mest's eye and a chill ran down his spine. "You wouldn't want to get arrested over this after all?"

"If we get arrested, I'm saying it's your fault."

"...I'm fairly certain it was you who first pushed me."

"Alright, alright! You two, get out and get moving." Before either of them could continue Mest was already fumbling around for his badge ID to show them. "I'm not going to let you two sit here and cause more trouble."

The two stopped glaring at each other to start glaring at him. The intensity behind their looks would have made a lesser man melt, which is why Mest was glad when he saw Lahar come out from around the corner in his uniform.

"Out, both of you. You're coming with me," Lahar barked. Mira hesitantly stood at his orders, reaching out a hand towards the man, who begrudgingly took it and stood as well. The two were thoroughly drenched from the waist down. Lahar turned to Mest and sighed. "Lucky you, don't have to deal with any of this crap."

Mest was indeed very glad that he was off the hook for once. Although he was still curious as to just how they got in there and why they stayed for so long. He thought he'd have to ask Lahar what they said as he watched them trudge back with him; shivering, but not letting go of the others hand.