Eote - Chapter 29

The entire way back, Sir staggered along behind Loki as he slowly regained his composure. As he began to find his feet, his eyes lost their look of fear while becoming hateful and snide the further they walked. However, whenever Loki turned back to check on him, he would drop the vengeful look in an instant, showing a small smile while looking innocent as a puppy.

“Haha, that’s my bro! Way faster than we expe-” Rykar’s voice trailed off as he saw Sir making his way through the door shortly after Loki.

“Sir!” Both Chance and Rykar jumped off their beds, standing at attention.

“Don’t worry, he’s just here to make sure everything goes as planned, Right Sir?” After a silent nod of approval from Sir, Loki began to fill the other two in on the terms of the contract.

After hearing all of the arrangements, Rykar simply laughed out loud while slapping Loki on the shoulder. Chance stood next to his bed with a blank face. As he heard each of the conditions, a few more strands of hair would stand up on the back of his neck. He had been stuck within the camp for over three years now, yet the two twins had managed to get them out within a few days!

Not only was he stunned at the terms of the contract, but the clever use of words which Loki had used while putting it together! Sir had sunk into a bottomless abyss without even knowing it.

“Sir, I think we should establish some rules now.” Loki turned to the entrance.

“I already know the rules. You said them clearly early so don’t go adding things now. I already know how this works and I have no intention of breaking the terms.” Sir interrupted quickly. He already had an idea of what was happening despite the absurdity of it all. The terms of the contract were set in stone, with excruciating pain being the repercussions of attempting to break them.

“Oh, of course. These are just some other things which come under the same agreement. Think of it as the special conditions, or ‘fine print’ as Chance calls it.” Loki shrugged before continuing.

“If you call for help, I will punch myself in the face.”

“If you make weird gestures towards other people then I will punch myself in the face.”

“If you order us to do anything that we don’t want to, in private or public, I will punch myself in the face.”

At first, Sir was confused with these absurd requests. If anything, he would be absolutely thrilled for this demonic little sh*t to punch himself to death then and there. However, as he began to think that Loki had a screw lose, his blood turned cold as realisation hit him and everyone else in the room at the same time.

Rykars eyes seemed to be filled with stars as he smiled towards Sir as though he was looking at his new favourite thing.

“Tell Loki he isn’t sh*t compared to me or I’ll punch myself in the face!” He shouted.

“What?” Sir looked around confused but was interrupted by Rykars abrupt countdown.

“3, 2, 1. Mmf.” Rykar grunted as he thrust his fist into his own cheek. He hadn’t used full strength, but it was more than enough to leave him shaken for a moment.

*THUD* Just after Rykar’s fist landed, Sir’s eyes bulged as veins stood out on his neck and temple. He fell to the ground convulsing like a fish out of water for around five seconds before lying motionless. A tear fell from his eye as he propped himself up with his elbow as he panted heavily. The pain earlier was so intense that he wasn’t even able to breath for the duration of the episode.

It was bad enough that the content of the contract bound him to following after and allowing the trio to do all they wished before releasing them. However it was even worse to find out that they were able to completely and utterly abuse the clause which caused him to do whatever was in his power to protect them from harm.

Even if this ‘harm’ was caused by themselves.

“I’ll punch myself in the face if you don’t call me daddy!”

“You’re my daddy!”

“I’ll punch myself in the face if you don’t punch Rykar in the face!”

“Bu- NURFUHHHHHGHHHHHAANGHHHH.” Of course, he couldn’t personally cause any harm to them either.

After a long and traumatic session of requests from the twins, even Chance found it difficult to watch Sir squirming on the ground as he stopped Loki and Rykar from continuing. By the time Sir got up, his eyes were bloodshot while saliva speckled the sides of his lips. He looked at Chance as though a god had descended to save him from this eternal damnation.

“Ok, so what are we doing till we leave? The best use for our time is probably to enter mediation.” Chance said.

Loki and Rykar looked over at him at the same time with confusion on their faces. In the end, it was Rykar who spoke up. “Why would we waste time doing that? There are literally NO rules right now and Sir is here to make sure we are fine we should go take as many essence fruit and plants as we can hahahaha.” Rykar burst into laughter as he heard the sound of Sir gritting his teeth in anger.

Loki nodded slightly in approval as he heard Rykar. “Not yet, first we need to get clothes. Chance, you said we would look weird on the outside right?”

“Mhm, most of the clothes in here are pretty normal but you have pretty bad taste. You should have let me come to the shop with you before you bought that top.” Chance confessed to Loki while looking at his oddly fitting black top.

Shortly after, the four people exited the small clothing store. Chance was still in the simple but neat clothing he had been wearing before but Rykar and Loki looked drastically different. Although still in black, they had now gotten rid of their tattered pants and any other leather garments they had previously worn

Head to toe they were in black cotton clothing with a hooded cloak wrapped around their shoulders. The cloak was not needed in the short term, but according to Chance, their appearances on the outside would definitely cause a stir. Wearing the cloak would help to avoid the majority of the unwanted attention which would be directed their way.

Shoes still felt very uncomfortable for them both, as though they were carrying clumsy weights on their feet. It also unnerved them that they couldn’t actually feel the ground below them. in order to work around this, they were able to find strips of leather and black cloth within the store which was then used as makeshift foot wraps.

“I mean, apart from looking a little shady, you guys would fit in anywhere.” Chance remarked, followed by a mumble of approval from Sir. He had been remaining quiet for the majority of the journey, simply offering mumbles of confirmation or denial now and then. The event from earlier had left him visibly shaken as his spirits were visibly dampened.

What made Chance afraid, was that he had also signed a contract with Loki. Luckily his contract seemed to be completely different in nature and not nearly as exploitable in comparison to Sir’s.

Another thing that gave him the chills, was the repercussions for breaking the contract. They left no visible effects on Sir’s body despite the immense pain! Reminding himself to think twice, then a couple more times before making any deals with Loki, they made their way onto the field.

Without waiting for anyone to say anything, They collected a set of equipment from one of the deserted stands and began harvesting the plants and fruit at breakneck pace. Rykar would have preferred to simply collect entire plants constantly, but it took much more time to transfer while leaving him feeling sluggish for the next few minutes after.

Due to this, he would transfer a plant, then rest for a period before repeating. In this time, Loki and Rykar would collect as many ripe fruit as they could. After delivering these to Rykar to be transferred, they would leave for another area of the field to repeat.

This caused a steady flow of plants and fruit to be transferred into Rykar’s other world. It didn’t take long before the ground was littered with hundreds of fruits while the amount of plants was also ever increasing!

Many of these fruits would slip into a few of the cracks which were found in the dry ground, but the area around the plants seemed to be regaining some nourishment. The first few plants that he had transferred had begun to take root. Despite the awful conditions of the soil, none of the plants seemed to show any signs of withering.

Spectating the area for a longer time, Rykar noticed that some of the plants which had fruit in their vicinity would have roots extending over to the fruit. This seemed to server as extra nutrition to the plants while allowing them to take root faster. With this new information, Rykar decided to separate most of the fruit to another area of the sphere, while purposely placing many of the fruit within the vicinity of the plants in order to aid their growth process.

Time flew by, it didn’t seem long, but they had already been on the field for six hours before they finally decided to take a break. Sir’s eyes were bloodshot and looked as though tear of blood might erupt at any time while he watched his precious plants and fruit be plundered.

Eat, sleep, work. The same cycle they once had to commit to, had once again resurfaced. During the entire holiday they imply repeated this routine, however they woke up with smiles on there faces as they skipped to the fields to plunder under the watchful eye of Sir.

They even forwent their period of meditation just so that they would be more rested, increasing their efficiency while robbing the man who stood beside them.

Time flew by like a summers breeze, it seemed like the blink of an eye before it was time for the other workers to get back to their shifts. Which meant it was time for the three brothers to say their final farewells to Sir.