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"Great, thanks," It was grumbled, and Leran left the shop then.

He had totally not accomplished what he had meant to do.

And totally accomplished that which he had not meant to do.

Life really was unfair.

The only thing that kept him from pondering that was that he argued with Russom the whole way home... At least he got a seat to himself on the bus. No one wanted to sit by someone arguing with a lump in his shirt.

When Leran was finally out of sight, Sasha went immediately to the chair (which he had put in there after Lucas’ spell), plopping into it, though he somehow managed to make the fall graceful. He was not going to get involved any more, he decided, and would only watch from now on. Yes, that would be much better…

“’cause Hansi can,” he promptly replied, as if he never even had to think about the answer. “I just wanted to let people help the imps and stuff. ‘cause it’s easier on them when they have a human, and stuff.”

“Yeah, I guess weird can describe ‘im, too.” He nodded a few times, as if to further show his agreement to her statement. “But most humans are, I think.”

“No idea,” Hansi burbled as he watched Vega and his habits, more interested in them than Vega’s words. “Bob just picked names and sent them. Well, some people I chose specifically, but I don’t think Leran or Sascha are overly happy with my gifts to them…”

“Hansi’ll be mo’ interested by the wrong things anyway. The only trouble it’ll cause is Hansi’s own curiousity. It’d make ‘im like ‘im. I hate bein’ liked by Hansi, as does Sascha, but I don’t know ‘bout anyone else.”

Pixie had been sitting quietly (if one didn't count her growling) the whole time, eyes fixed on Sasha. He had now sat down, and she really had nothing to watch. That strange man threatening her human was gone now, so she did not have anything to do, either. Tail flicking, she finally noticed Vega and Asta, who she had completely ignored until now. Giving a defiant point at Sasha, she grumbled, “Mine,” and then she folded her arms over her chest like Miki-chan and watched them, waiting for them to do something to please her. Such a selfish little imp...

“Bob is Bob,” Hansi bubbly explained, pointing to himself with one hand while letting his other arm flap, causing the little Pixie to bounce slightly with his movements. “Bob forgot his nametag at home today, though, so I guess he is just Hansi today. Unless I can get Sarah to bring it. Unless he lost his name, too, and today he’s Benji… And then he would just have to bring it as Benji.”

“He calls ‘imself Bob,” Miki-chan mumbled as he leaned back against Hansi’s head, relaxing as best someone could while sitting on a giant's shoulder. He still made sure to keep his hands tightly gripping Hansi’s shirt just in case he decided to wave around that arm, though.

The small red imp may be stuck-up, but one may say he is also caring. Slightly. Maybe. Theoretically. “Don’t worry, Hansi may be an idiot, but he won’t hurt ya. He may wanna be your bes’ friend, but that’s ‘bout it.” Of course, then again maybe he was only thinking of himself, trying to get Vega to stay and entertain the lunatic so he would not have to. We shall assume he actually cares for once, at least, so we have something good to say about him.

“That’s a good idea, Miki-chan!” Pointing a finger at Vega and giggling like a little girl, Hansi shouted, “Let’s be best friends! Bob needs some more friends.” He hopped up and down a few times, still pointing a finger at Vega. “Will you be my friend, Mr. Man?” At least he didn’t just assume Vega would accept. You got to give him that, at least.

And of course Hansi immediately grabbed the hand offered to him, shaking it violently. “And Hansi is obviously Hansi, but j00 knew that, so dat no matter.” After he decided he had shaken Vega’s hand enough, he finally let go, letting his arms drop to his side. As anyone knows, they would only stay calmly at his side for a short time, but at least they were there for now. “Aw, you gotta leave? Well, everyone has to at some point, though it’s usually me Sascha forces to leave.”

“You’re they one that visits ‘im, so o’ course you’d be the one ta leave,” Miki-chan grumbled, obviously annoyed by Hansi, but then again, he always was. “He’s always friendly in his own crazy way, actually. Never seen ‘im be anything but it.”