In the middle of the crowded Dagga market that openly flaunted illicit goods yet somehow remained open, stood Garfiel and Subaru. After acquiring his package Otto had left to load it up in their wagon, saying that he'd catch up with the two later. The two had decided that they'd look around the market as they both certainly knew that if anyone else found out back at the mansion they'd never be allowed back, maybe except Roswaal, we all know the dudes hitting the crack pipe at least twice a day.
As the two walked around the market they saw all sorts of weird things, from happy face pills that make you shit yourself in fear to a cocktail that makes you arms, legs, and neck shrink into your chest.
But than Garfiel was shocked when Subaru's face lit up in joy when he saw one of the stands, what kind of guy was his captain if he got so excited over seeing some kind of illegal substance, Natsuki Suabru the Junkie Knight?
"Garfiel, do you know what those things are over there?" Subaru said as he pointed over to a stall that had something that looked like it was selling some kind of root vegetable.
"My amazin' self has no clue Captain, but 'f it's here it can't be good."
"They look like something we'd eat all the time back in my hometown, I'm going to check it out" he said as he walked over to the stand.
Garfiel was getting a bit worried about his Captain, did he used to be a strung out junkie back before he met him. Was his Captain going to relapse and end up living in back alleys, only concerned about where he'd get his next fix?
While Garfiel was deliberating about how his Captain was going to end up ruining his life he had missed what Subaru was doing. Subaru had gone up to the stand and was returning with a small bag containing one of the root vegetables the stand was selling.
"Captain I know yer excited 'bout something from yer home, but aren't drugs a little too far?"
"Don't worry Garfiel, these are horse radishes. The guy was calling them something else, but they look and smell just like horse radishes from my hometown. You use them to make something called Wasabi, it's a condiment like the mayonnaise I told you about. Anyways I'm going to go and try to make some Wasabi in my room, I'll see you and Otto at dinner to hopefully show you another glorious product of Japan!"
With that Subaru left Garfiel alone in the Dagga market, his captain leaving him to pursue his possible, and possibly unwanted future as a degenerate junkie. Garfiel just stood there wide-eyed at the environment he was in, it was a bustling market filled with stalls carrying exotic goods and brightly coloured buildings, packed with patrons of all varieties. It was a far cry from the simple and slightly rundown sanctuary that he had called home for his entire life up until now. And so, he utilized a method well known to all young teenage boys, semi-randomly pick something that looks cool. And so this lead him towards a building called Dagga's Den.
Dagga's Den was not an impressive looking building, it looked incredibly similar to the buildings of sanctuary. It appeared to be a 1.5 story wooden warehouse, a full-size main floor with a vastly smaller second story. The building lacked a solid front door with a set of cloth curtains taking its place, a relatively thick stream of smoke wisping through the curtain's part.
As Garfiel walked through the curtains this smoke burned his eyes and throat, forcing him to stop and acclimatize, both to the poisoned air and to let his eyes adjust to the vastly darkened interior. As Garfiel stood there getting used to the building's interior, a somewhat familiar voice called out to him from a crowd around a table in the corner of the building.
"Oi brat, what the fuck are ya doing here. Kids aren't allowed here."
The owner of the voice turned from the table and approached Garfiel, his identity becoming quickly apparent, Chungus Chuck.
The two approached each other, meeting in the centre of the building with their chests puffed out, squared up to each other like a pair of red pandas trying to assert dominance over one another.
"Who are ya calling my amazin' self a brat, ya chungus"
"That's not even an insult ya stupid kid! I AM THE CHUNGUS!"
"My amazin' self ain't stupid, I'll teach ya who's stupid" Said Garfiel as he raised his fists.
And than just as Chungus Chuck raised his fists to fight he was met with a massive hit to his shoulder, forceful enough to make him spin around 180 degrees so his back was now to Garfiel. Before he could turn himself around he was met with a Sparta kick to the back, launching him through the wall but oddly leaving his gold fleece jacket and chain just floating in the cartoons that Subaru had told Garfiel about.
And than the room grew quiet, but it was quickly broken as a crowd rushed around Garfiel, as they cheered "The Chungus is chucked!" and "No more chungei in Dagga!" they adorned Garfiel with the garments dropped by the now deposed chungus. As this happened Garfiel just stood there with his arms raised in the victory posed Subaru taught him.
"Get the chungus chucker a drink" shouted someone
"Yeah whaddya drink, It's on us for getting rid of that damn chungus!" shouted someone else
"Milk!" declared Garfiel proudly, causing everyone to make a face, they started to realize he may actually be a kid.
But than someone in the crowd had a eureka moment and disappeared, only to return with a glass filled with a milk like liquid. Which Garfiel promptly grabbed and downed in one go. And with that an air of revelry fell over the inside of a building that turned out to be an underground casino.
"Garfiel, drinking at your age is not good! You're going to turn into a juvenile delinquent and become rift-raff when you grow up!"
"Eehh, but Emilia-sama, Ram always drank with Roswaal when they cam' to Sanctuary. 'nd she was just'a kid, she'd drink enough that adults would get completely plastered off'a it." Garfiel whined.
"Is that true Ram? You should be a better role model for Garfiel, he's just a kid and he seems to look up to you quiet a bit!"
Upon hearing this Garfiel looked completely defeated as his affection for Ram was completely misinterpreted as being just a child's admiration for someone older than them. But Emilia's previous comment didn't just bother Garfiel.
"Emilia-sama, Ram would appreciate it if you didn't associate her in the way that you have with Garf. Also, you are one to speak about drinking when you got too drunk too stand and fell all over Barusu. Even the pervert Barusu was feeling awkward with how you were behaving around him, but Ram assumes you don't remember much of that evening."
Ram's comeback and somewhat unclear insinuation set Emilia of course, once again going down a path of redness that was so intensely red that Karl Marx would have claimed it to be a victory for the proletariat.
This caused a lull in the conversation that let Garfiel continue his story.
The whole world was spinning, Garfeil knew he could see but it was like a cloud hung over his mind. He just couldn't really make sense of what he saw in front of him. But Garfiel felt pretty good, even though he kind of felt like he was dying on the inside, he was under such an intense euphoria that he could do nothing but smile as he stumbled towards the table Otto was at.
Garfiel had just finished drinking with the guys from the casino. They were sad to see him go but he promised to meet up with them again before he left, they revered him as the chucker of chungus', similar to how he looked up to his captain.
It looked to Garfiel that Otto had been waiting for both Subaru and himself to arrive for quite a while, judging by the mountain of empty mugs surrounding him, but seeing as they were still missing the captain Garfiel just ended up joining him in his self destructive behaviour.
They continued waiting for Subaru when suddenly the whole room froze, an unknown lady had arrived. When she approached the table Garfiel instantly realized that this unknown lady was in fact his captain, she held a very similar demeanor and even though she appeared to be using some kind of perfume Garfiel caught Subaru's sent hiding beneath it. He was going to speak up but than he caught the mischievous look in her eye as she sat down, a look directed right at Otto. And so Garfiel merely gestured towards Otto as if to encourage him before he got up and faded into the crowd. And not long after Garfiel was recognized and people began calling out to him.
""It's the Chungus Chucker!"
"Let's show him a good time!"
"I know just the place"
And so the Garfiel that was so drunk that he was barely conscious was quickly herded out of the building to another across the street.
The building that the group had pulled Garfiel into was definitely not what one would expect, it didn't have any windows like the casino but it did have a proper solid door. Inside there were many 'u' shaped booths with a single round table in the middle, these booths all faced a raised stage with a single pole at its end.
"Oi, where'd ya guys bring my amazin' self, why are none of the women here dressed properly?"
But before anyone from the group that had brought Garfiel could respond he was grabbed by the gold chain he was wearing by a group of scantly clad employees and pulled into a curtained booth in the wall that he'd failed to notice before. As they did this, he heard a series of hushed whispers from the group of employees.
"Is he the hero that defeated the chungus?"
"He must be, he's wearing his chain and jacket"
"He's gotta be loaded than, we'll be getting big tips tonight"
And so with just Garfiel alone with this group of scantly clad women in the booth they began to climb on him when….
"Garf Stop!" shouted Ram.
As Garfiel was pulled out of his story he surveyed the room. Emilia and Petra had both buried their faces in their hands to try and hide how burning red they were while Ram just looked at him with a terrified expression plastered across his face, a single bead of sweat rolling down as her mouth hung open.
"Disgusting…" was all she uttered.
"Garfiel …. What happened in that room…" whispered Emilia with her head still buried in her hands.
"Uhhh well ya see Emilia-sama ….." said Garfiel as he bashfully fixed his hair.
*WHACK*
And Garfiel was promptly interrupted by a very forceful punch from Ram.
"Emilia-sama, I don't believe that it's good for Petra and yourself to hear about this from Garf, if you still want to know Ram will explain."
"Yes Ram please do" said Emilia weakly as she lifted her head to show her world renowned colour once again, Petra just managing to squeak in agreeance.
"Well some disgusting perverts like Garf here get pleasure from being around poorly dressed women, disgusting. Even worse they are incapable of attracting a partner, so they must pay for it, pathetic."
"I wonder if we brought Subaru to one if we could find out if he's actually gay or not, this is reallllly starting to bother me" Emilia put forward, the thought of Subaru being in that situation simultaneously bothering her as well as making her turn an even more dark shade of red, so dark that wine sommeliers may comment on the colour.
"WE CAN'T BRING SUBARU THERE" shouted Petra suddenly before she sheepishly retreated as everyone looked at her in shock from the sudden outburst.
"You've all forgotten that Betty has a plan to get to the bottom of this, I suppose"
"Yes you're right Beatrice-sama, but before we move on Ram wants to know if there's anything else important left in Garf's story."
Hearing his name mentioned Garfiel answered quickly to put an end to his interrogation.
"Well aft'r that my amazin' self showed em all how I'm a beautiful tiger. They gave me some more of that amazin' milk stuff, than I slept 'till morning when we left ta come back here."
"Garf, you're never getting any more alcohol, Ram will make sure of it."
"Yes Garfiel, you're just a young impressionable child and alcohol is realllllly bad when you're still growing!"
Although Garfiel looked sad upon hearing that he was cut of from the delicious fermented milk he had just discovered he merely nodded and than left when he was gestured out of the room.
"Now we just need to wait for Subaru to wake up, I suppose"
And as if on cue Natsuki Subaru sat up while holding his head as if it were hurting for some reason.
"My head….. hurts….."