Notes:
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Chapter TextFelix Kjellberg.
Pewdiepie as the mundanes called him.
He was barely seen during the day, if you wanted to see him you'd need to go to his house specially. Also you'd need to hope and pray to whatever God you worshipped he'd answer his door.
However the clubbers and party people knew him well. He sold a weird array of stuff at the night market that opened at 11pm.
From random little food items to essentials like soap and toilet paper. To his "potions".
He described them to the mundanes as his "random brews" that helped with hangovers which the clubbers bought in excess. Heck, he supplied his brews to the clubs every night... Cause Sasha couldn't be bothered with making potions for mundanes except herself.
He and Sasha had a tolerate-respect relationship.
They respected that they were both alchemists and the difficulty that went into their job.
He actually hated the fact that the supernatural creatures usually went to her for their important potions and he had to be stuck running shit for mundanes.
The clans only came to him if she'd ran out of the items they wanted or it was a customer whom she knew was addicted to a potion... Or she'd increased her prices again.
He used to go into the forests and mountains to get the stuff for his potions. But since Sasha moved he'd had to cut his time searching and just order stuff online.
He never got anything fresh.
He made in large quantities for probably new people that had just turned so they came to him or elderly vampires, werewolves or faeries.
He didn't understand how Sasha had a strong following with her ridiculous prices. He also was jealous about how she'd perfected The Cure in her life time. He'd been alive way longer than she had.
And she refused to share how she'd done it. She just gave him the ingredients list... He'd travelled far and wide to get it for Lily who complained about being completely done with the Fae life but didn't have half a million Simoleans to buy The Cure from Sasha.
He got all the ingredients, did as he was told but it didn't work. Lily had been heartbroken and walked out saying she would keep saving for Sasha's cure.
"Sasha's cure," Felix scoffed in his half sleep/half awake state. He wondered why the confused 'I don't know which goth I am' mundane didn't just call it that instead of the generic "The Cure".
He groaned as he heard the sound of bat wings. The only window that wasn't shut in his house was the one by his fridge and one of his fellow vamps had snuck him.
"Felix, I need a fresh case of Blu blood."
Felix rolled his eyes, not looking at him, "Seth, I just got you a case three days ago."
"I know but I can't live without out it..."
"Do you have any idea how ridiculously difficult it is to find bacopa in there parts? I have to find it myself because if I order it, they don't even bother to make sure that even though it's dry, it's alive."
"Same thing Sasha said."
Felix turned to the intruder in his room.
If he hadn't been friends with Seth for years, he would've sworn the guy was an undercover Fae.
He was currently in a suit and matching trousers that made him look like he was a field of flowers.
"Why didn't you just order from Sasha?" Felix asked offhandedly.
Seth all but exploded, "didn't you hear what happened? Even Corpse and Valkyrae complained!"
"What happened?"
"She's increased her price to 5,780 Simoleans a case," Seth replied, furiously.
Felix sat up, "The fuck? That's almost three times the regular price... I should bump up my prices. Why did she do that?"
"She said she couldn't find any bacopa and she had to sub in pig's blood for deer blood since the mundanes have been hunting alot lately... For their stupid tournament," Seth replied.
"And Sykkuno just let them do that? He should ban their hunting," Felix returned.
Seth laughed mirthlessly, "you think Sykkuno gives a damn about anyone but himself? I told Corpse to take over the mayorship position but he couldn't be bothered and Roman couldn't be bothered to take a second term."
"Sykkuno's gonna run this town into the ground before his tenure's up," Seth added.
Felix sighed and lay back down.
"Felix... Hook me up, man," Seth pleaded.
"You get one case and one case only. If Corpse complained, alot of our clan are going to be coming to me for Blu blood... Did she increase the price of Sparkling sunscreen too?" he asked sarcastically.
"Nah. It's still the same," Seth replied.
Felix stood up grudgingly to get the case from his fridge. Seth followed him, smiling gleefully.
Seth handed him the money before Felix gave him the case.
"Remember... It's three shots morning, afternoon and night. It's not three bottles!" Felix snapped at him.
Seth's excited laugh echoed as he exited the house.
Felix checked his phone... Yep, many vampires had placed orders for the Blu Blood.
"Well, there goes my hope of sleep," Felix sighed and got to work, getting his orders ready.
It had been a long day and Felix's last order was for Corpse. It was kind of weird for the former cause he knew how his vampire leader was with his potions.
If it wasn't Sasha, it was nobody. He once missed an important meeting because Sasha was out of Sparkling sunscreen and she scrambled to make a fresh batch.
It's not like Felix didn't have any that day. He had a few left and he was willing to let Corpse buy a bottle.
"Sasha's taking her time with the potion, I'll wait," Corpse had said.
Roman had been so mad. Corpse, some mundanes and him were in talks so the grocery section of the mall could provide foodstuff for Roman's feeding plan for middle school kids for free.
He got up to Corpse's door and knocked.
"Come in and shut the door... Haven't put on sunscreen today," Corpse called from the other side of the door.
Felix did as he was told.
He'd been in Corpse's house before, this was by no means a first visit.
He'd also noticed the subtle changes to the decor.
Corpse's house used to be what you'd think a stereotypical vampire house would be.
Heavy black curtains on his windows, black walls, probably an ornate red table. Blood red rug.
Some ancient gothic-ish simple decor.
Then the changes started...
The paintings on the walls started changing one after the other. Became more modern.
The grandiose monstrosity of the chandelier in the dining room was replaced by a classier, modern version. The heavy curtains were now a beautiful, dark purple velvet that still did their work well.
The overall colors were still were still very muted...
"Why are you staring at my walls like that?" Corpse interrupted his thoughts.
Felix looked up at Corpse then took a relaxed position on the sofa.
He handed Corpse the package.
"Nothing. It's just... I haven't seen em in awhile, you don't usually buy from me," Felix finally replied.
"Do not start that now," Corpse drawled.
Felix shrugged, mischief forming on his face, "I mean... You know the truth, Corpse."
"You've delivered the stuff, you can go now," Corpse said.
"Why are you acting like I'm just a delivery person? Is Sasha coming over today? I thought she only came 'round the dark moon?"
"Don't bring Sasha into this..."
Felix sat up, "You don't buy from me anymore. We've been friends forever, dude... Minus business like we haven't hung out properly in over a year. You've been distancing away and I've noticed the change in you."
Corpse groaned in frustration.
Felix stood up, ire rising, "Did Sasha say you should neglect your Best friend too? I wouldn't put it past the bitch, she's been trying to sink my business," Felix snapped.
Corpse looked directly at him, "look Felix. I love and respect you, we're basically brothers. But if you ever talk about her again, you'll regret it."
"Also, trying to sink your business? If she didn't raise her prices, you wouldn't get customers at all. We both know your quality has dropped... Maybe if you spent less time bothering about other people's lives and making better potions instead of taking shortcuts all the time, you'd make more money," Corpse added, sternly.
Felix blinked for a moment as they stared at each other.
They both burst into laughter.
Felix plopped back on the sofa and Corpse reclined into the chair, both still laughing.
"Bruh. I didn't know you could be THIS savage," Felix said, after they've both took a breath.
"You know what the truth is, Felix. You cut corners alot... I'm not an alchemist but I know it's difficult but like I think the routes you take to pump shit out faster is just appalling," Corpse returned.
Felix sighed, "you know why I have to. I make stuff for mundanes too... If I like spend too much time in the woods and mountains, I won't have time to make mundane stuff."
"Yeah... But you have mandrake root growing in your basement. Someone has their priorities misplaced," Corpse quipped and Felix smiled.
"I missed you bro. Since you got wifey, we haven't been able to hangout like we used to anymore," Felix said.
"She's not my wife."
"Right, right. Then what are you two?" Felix asked, the mischief gleamed in his eyes once more.
"We're just good friends... With benefits," Corpse replied curtly.
"So I guess you don't mind Valkyrae saying that Sasha and that Kendall kid are getting pretty close," Felix dropped and looked away, focusing on the rug. Knowing fully well that Corpse was staring intently at him.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
Felix didn't anticipate the tone in Corpse's voice. It was almost a growl.
Corpse already looked upset, his canines projected.
"It's just a joke, Corpse... Chill out!"
Corpse breathed shakily and his features went back to normal.
"Are you sure we won't need to get you a Schmoozing potion too? So you don't freak out like the werewolves?" Felix asked sarcastically.
"I just don't want to think of anyone else getting that close to Sasha," Corpse stated.
"Fan jävla, du är jävla besatt. You don't own her, man," Felix returned.
"I'm not besotted, Felix," Corpse defended, rolling his eyes, "you need to stop talking to Valkyrae... She's filling your head with romance nonsense."
"Nah. You're giving me fodder right now. Jag har inte sett dig slösas bort över någon på över ett decennium," Felix returned.
"It's complicated," Corpse said.
Felix sat up, serious now.
"What does that mean?" he asked, "do you love her?"
Corpse scoffed.
"Yeah right. I forgot... You are Corpse, Mr 'I feel nothing'," Felix said sarcastically, eliciting a short laugh from his friend and leader.
"I like her, that's for sure... I mean I don't think we'd be going on what... 3 years next week if I didn't but I don't know if I'd use the word love," Corpse explained.
"Do you think she would?"
"I don't... I don't know."
Felix got a text just then and stood up, "I've got to go."
"More orders? Lucky..."
Felix chuckled, "maybe you'll buy from me more... At least Sparkling sunscreen?"
"I'll try."
"That's good enough for me."
Felix pulled up to his driveway. Sasha and Kendall were waiting for him.
"Speak of the devil," he muttered under his breath.
He packed his car and got out.
"To what do I owe the visit of Sasha Mercedes Banks?" Felix inquired.
"Mercedes?" Kendall asked.
Sasha rolled her eyes.
"Hi Felix, this is Kendall. Kendall, meet the perpetual thorn in my side, Felix," she introduced.
"Is he a vampire?" Kendall let out and Felix gasped audibly.
He made eye contact with Sasha, "you told him? Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Shit happened. I had to, I'll full you in..." Sasha said and led him out of ear shot of Kendall.
She proceeded to explain everything to an irate Felix. Felix eventually calmed down to listen... Till she mentioned that Sykkuno had marked Kendall.
"I don't think you want trouble with Sykkuno..." he let out.
"So I should just let Kendall die?"
"He broke the rules... Anyone outside is fair game," Felix reiterated.
"He called me for help... I couldn't just leave him," Sasha defended.
Felix sighed thoughtfully, "what's the plan?"
"He needs a Fae protection rune," she answered.
"Eugene is the rune master... And he's on tour. It's difficult for even the two best alchemists this side of Simeria to do a protection rune for a non-mundane," Felix said blankly, "you should take it up with the head of his clan."
"What are you talking about? He's a mundane," Sasha returned, confused.
"Is that what he told you? He's either lying or he probably doesn't know," Felix dropped.
"What?!"
Notes: Fan jävla, du är jävla besatt- Damn bro, you are fucking besotted Jag har inte sett dig slösas bort över någon på över ett decennium- I haven't seen you this wasted over someone in over a decade