Terrible Company Ch. 04

"You couldn't have waited two more minutes?" Ayen yelled.

"WHAT?"

"Oh fer fucks sakes!" Mathilda grabbed a fistful of red curls, pulled Ivy down to her level, and yanked out the beeswax. The Bard winced as her ears popped.

Katsa stared at her, stunned. "What the hell was that?"

"I told you bardic magic was a real thing," Ivy beamed.

"I'll have you know," Ayen started, puffing and gasping as he tossed an arm over the top, "that I had that whole situation under control!"

"They were gunna eat you after they were dun' shaggin' yer teeny brains out, ye daft bastard!"

"Trust me," he laughed. "I was the one doing all the eating." Mathilda groaned and walked away.

"Did you get the egg?"

Ayen opened his hip pouch and produced a large white egg with a flourish, and Katsa sighed in relief.

"It's a long walk back to town," Ivy observed, as they collected themselves and turned back. "Maybe I could sing a song?"

"No," they replied in unison.

"I take requests!"

"Why don't we all play the quiet game for a little while," Katsa suggested, as she pressed on her temples.

"Yay! Ok. In three, two, one, go!"