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9
Hero Versus 'The Dragon'

"Avara!"

"Oh, heeeey, Delaware!" The happy-go-lucky grin plastered on her face caused Aiden to know that his sister wasn't sober. "Where's your little giiirly friend?"

"She's waiting at home," He stated, watching the three men with wary eyes, "And it's time for you to go home," he held out his hand, "Come on."

"No thanks." She sang happily, "I'm fine with the guys."

That just fueled his anger, "Now, Avara."

He watched as her shoulders tensed, "You can't tell me what to do, Delaware! I'm the hero here!"

He noticed that, when he suddenly grabbed her wrist, the three men all tensed like they were ready to jump at him.

"Don't make me call dad."

"Tell him I said hi!" She chirped, slipping out of his grasp. He groaned before pulling out his cell phone. His eyes narrowed when she hopped on the silver haired man's back, "Onward my knight!"

"Anyzhing for my queen!" He grinned.

"Time to defeat that draaaagon since I'm the heeerooo!"

"Avara," Aiden groaned, holding the phone to his ear, watching the man carry her around the park.

"This is the hero!"

"Dad?"

"Hey, son!" He could practically see his dad grinning, but he knew he was more worried for his missing- well, now found- daughter than anything else, "What's up?"

"I found Ava."

"You did?!" The grin getting wider, "Where is she?"

"I don't know if you'll like it."

"What's wrong?" Seriousness leaked into his voice.

"She's currently drunk, riding the back of a silver haired man, in North Point State Park."

It was silent on the other end for a few moments, "Put her on."

After promising her that he'd let her have another bottle of whiskey (lie), she was finally off the man and the phone was pressed against her ear.

"Riles?"

"Hiiii, daddyyyy!" She sang into the phone.

"What's up, sweetheart?"

"Well, I'm fighting a dragon! He's big and tall and breathes fire and he says he knows Iggy and he's really mean!"

"Oh, really? Do you want me to come get you?"

"No, I'm all alright! I'm with Gil and Francis and Toniooo, you don't need ta' c'me get me."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, paaapaaa, I loooove yoooou!" Delaware groaned as she threw the phone at him.

"Dad?" He grumbled.

"I'm on my way." America then hung up.

"Where's the rum?!" He heard his sister call out, and turned to see her making a face at the silver haired man.

"Ve drank it!" He answered, waving an empty bottle.

"Ne ne, King!" She continued, and anger bursted from Aiden when she lifted herself onto her toes to kiss the man on the mouth.

"Get some!" The blonde called out while the other wolf whistled.

"Avara!" Aiden growled out, but Ava merely grinned lazily at him when she placed herself back down.

"Aiden, Avara."

"Paaaapaaa!" She sang out, jumping to hug him, "How ya doin'? Haven't seen y'u in a whiiiile~"

America didn't waste any time, "We're going home."

"Eeeehh?"

"I've called Romano, Germany, and Seychelles for you three," He looked at the Bad Touch Trio, pulling Avara along.

"But I w's havin' fuuuun!"

"You looked like you were being molested." Aiden muttered.

"Shut up!" She snapped at him, "They're my friends, paaapaaa~"

"We're leaving." America stated again, pulling her.

She jerked her arm away from her father and stalked up to Delaware- she may have been drunk, but she got ahold of her mind long enough to tell him, "Why'd you do this?"

"I was doing it to protect you."

A burning fire flamed in her eyes, "I hate you. I fucking hate you- remember that."

Aiden frowned even more as she snarled at him.

"C'mon, Riles," America gently took her arm this time and lead her into the car.

Nobody saw her again for months.

Yeah, probably horrible drunk people ... sorry