Shion trailed after Nezumi, leading Allen and Kanda down crumbling stone steps and into an underground bunker of sorts. They were led down a dimly lit hallway and into a room that Allen assumed to be where the two lived. The room was much larger than it appeared but most of it was taken by the books that were stacked on the walls of the room. On the opposite wall was a worn red couch, a bed was push against another wall, and a piano was hidden behind the door. The mouse on Shion's shoulder ran down his arm, jumped onto a book shelf joining two others that sat on top of a large dusty book.
"What's with the rodents," Kanda asked, looking at the three creatures with disgust, "Why not exterminate them like the rats they are?"
"What are you trying to say?" Nezumi growled, his hands fists at his sides.
"I'm saying why is such a disguising rat allowed to live living in the waste of another?" Kanda smirked. Shion picked up one of the mice and held it in his hand petting it gently on the head.
"These aren't real mice, Kanda. They're robots that Nezumi made." Shion said not noticing that they weren't talking about the mice anymore.
"Whoa, these aren't real?" Allen asked in surprise, ignoring the two that fought in the corner of the room.
"Yeah, this one here is Hamlet." Shion said petting to mouse's head once again. "The black one is Moonlit and the brown one is Cravat."
"And this is Timcanpy!" Allen smiled, pulling Timcanpy out from where ever he was hiding. Shion grabbed Timcanpy and began tapping him in an attempt to get a reaction from the golem.
"What is this thing?" Shion asked, still tapping Timcanpy. Allen watched nervously as he did so.
"Timcanpy was my master's golem." Allen stated, his voice shakey.
"So is it alive?" Shion asked. Allen went wide-eyed when he noticed Timcanpy's mouth beginning to open, exposing his large, sharp fang-like teeth . "This is so amazing, what is it made out of? Can it think? Does it have the ability to fly using these fancy wings? Who crafted it? Can it speak? How does it function? What does it use as a power source? How old is it? Does it grow?"
"I would stop tapping him in the face, Shion." Allen said not a second before Timcanpy latched on to the tip of Shion's yelped in pain and Allen quickly pulled Timcanpy off of his finger.
"Shion, are you okay?" Nezumi asked, grabbing Shion's finger, frowning.
"I'm fine." Shion said through slightly tear filled eyes. Nezumi sighed and put the bleeding finger in his mouth to stop the bleeding. Shion blushed a shade of red that neither exorcist had ever seen before and Nezumi chuckled as he removed the finger from his mouth and proceeded to bandage it.
"You need to stop doing stupid things like that, okay? You'll get seriously hurt one day." Nezumi lectured, a small smile on his lips as he pulled Shion close and wrapped his arms around the boy's small form.
"Nezumi!" Shion exclaimed, pushing Nezumi off of him. He managed to become even redder as he tried to figure out what to say and do next.
"So why are you here and where are you from?" Nezumi asked, sitting down heavily on to the worn red couch.
"I'll make us some tea." Shion stated and Allen nodded as he watched Shion prepare everything.
"We were on a mission to collecting...uh...something, but someone rushed me and I opened the wrong door." Allen stated with a smirk.
"What the fuck do you mean 'I rushed you' you're the one who can't remember which door is which. You should know your way around your ark." Kanda snarled back and Allen scoffed.
"I've said this before BaKanda, it is not my ark! What about those five words can't you get through your thick skull?"
"You are the 14th whether you like it or not. He is inside of you, and you can't change that. So stop denying that you're a Noah!" Kanda yelled, glaring at the shorter exorcist.
"Why are you such a dick about everything?!" Allen questioned
"So where were you trying to go then?" Nezumi asked, ignoring what seemed to be nonsense.
"France." Allen and Kanda replied in union, earning a glare from each other.
"You're a bit late, there isn't a place called France anymore. Its long gone.
"We've heard." Allen sighed. Shion smiled and handed him a mug of tea. Allen thanked him and sipped at the hot liquid. The other two accepted the cups and Shion sat beside Nezumi with his own mug.
"It's getting late now, but in the morning we should try and establish a connection with the Order, and if not you can try and summon a gate or whatever the fuck you do." Kanda suggested and Allen nodded, running his thumbs over the brim of the mug.