The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

"This is your bar...?" Bucky was surprised when he followed Steve and Angus to their shop.

Steve stood at the bar, looking at what seemed to be the bar of an old people's bridge club, and fell silent.

"We just took over, and we haven't figured out which direction to develop." Steve decided to struggle.

"Oh." Bucky expressed disbelief.

"The wine here is all good wine." Bucky opened the baffle of the bar and got in.Grabbing the wine on the counter, he poured himself a glass smoothly.

Steve took away the glass: "You are here to help with work, not to help with the liquor inventory."

"I haven't figured out how to get the wine yet." Steve put down his glass.

Bucky spread his hands: "It's all poured into the glass, can you pour it back?"

So Bucky drank the glass of wine anyway.

"Is it bad?" Angus didn't go to the bar, there was no place to sit at the bar.

He likes to sit outside on a high stool where he can turn.

"Bad?" Bucky snorted twice, "Kid, this is the world's most...!"

Steve cut him off: "Worst drink, you'll be fine with juice."

"Juice?" Angus repeated.

"...I'm not talking about our dog."

"Oh—" Angus snorted after dragging his voice.Twist it back to face the inside of the dance floor.

Steve looked at Angus with his back turned to his back, repeating the actions of washing and wiping the cups.

He always felt that Angus was angry...but that's not the case when he was angry, he usually flicked his tail and slapped people directly.

"Can he drink?" Bucky rubbed his chin, "According to what you said, he hasn't lived a long time."

"...He will get drunk if he eats too much sugar."

"what?"

"When I'm drunk, I like to hit people with my tail. I don't listen to persuasion at all, and I even bite people." Steve continued to add.

"It's difficult for me to deal with him alone. You want to try it, what will happen if he is drunk?" Steve said calmly.

Bucky... Not to mention, I really want to try it.

Steve saw through him: "No!"

Bucky... you're used to Angus training, aren't you?

"Absolutely not! Bucky, don't feed or drink strange things to him casually." Steve warned worriedly.

Bucky waved his hand and gave a vague reply without distraction.

"Actually, I'm considering changing this bar recently. Although the business hours of the bar are very suitable for Angus' activities, the environment is not suitable for him." Steve said in a negotiating tone.

"Maybe, we can change it to something like... a coffee bar or a book bar."

Bucky...

"You just slept for 30 years, isn't it really over 50? Have you noticed what you're talking about?" Bucky couldn't believe it.

Steve... he's seriously thinking about it!

"Oh my god - look at what you guys have done!"

Angus turned his gaze to the door, and Steve looked at the door in surprise.

A dark-skinned man with a reggae roll came in from the door with a heartbroken expression on his face, and sat down next to the bar.

"I know this store is already yours, so I can't talk too much, but look at this!" With a sad expression on his face, he tapped on the bar counter, "Hey, prettyboy, beer—"

Bucky brought him a cold beer.

Isn't it obvious, who else could be the prettyboy at the bar?

"You're not..." Dumb.

Steve was interrupted by the man before he could finish his sentence.

"Is that why you let him lay my sky-high DJ booth in dust?" The man spoke so fast that Steve couldn't get in his mouth at all.

"A bar is so brightly lit! What's wrong with you!??"

Angus raised his hand, his nails stretched.

"**—" The curly-haired man stepped back quickly, sat at the farthest place from Angus, and cursed.

"Sir, you can pay attention to your words." Steve threw away the dry cloth in his hand.

"You don't seem to like the tongue you took back." Angus bestowed a pair of dead fish eyes on the chattering man.

"...kid, you are really rude!" The curly-haired man scowled, "Listen to your companion, nguage!"

Angus was thinking about the possibility that the two humans at the bar could help him hold down the living corpse, and then bit the hose near his mouth.

Steve's okay, Bucky's not fast, both of them are prone to injuries, and if they bleed, they're screwed.

When let them throw people into the sea in sacks, I have to let him deeply understand what terror is.

Steve felt that the content of the conversation between them was a bit large, and Bucky poked him and whispered: "Who is he? He messed things up?"

Steve...hope it's just a mess.

"I thought you were dumb." Steve said.

"My tongue was cut off, it was this little bastard!" The curly-haired man was annoyed.

"How could you do this to me? Do you know how difficult it is to put your tongue back in? Do you know how many bacteria are on your nails? Do you know how long it took me to say a whole sentence again!?" The man said more and more wronged , more and more excited.

"What's wrong with what I said? What's wrong!??"

Angus...he shouldn't have taken it back.

"You've already said more than one sentence." Bucky said coolly.

"Shutup!" The man slapped the table, "Do you know the feeling of despair when a singer can't even sing? I can't complain now!"

"Also, look at how you have made the bar look like this. My original goal was to make this bar the biggest bar in Brooklyn!"

"Whether it's the drinks or the decorations, I've put a lot of effort into it. Now that I'm handing it over, I can't speak yet!!"

"If you want me to say, this bar shouldn't be given to you!"

As he spoke, his eyes circled around Angus and Steve, obviously planning something.

Bucky wiped the saliva that sprayed on his face, really listening to this man, he had an urge to be silent.

Steve was relieved.Well, it is indeed here to smash the field.this is OK.

Angus swung everything within reach and slammed it over.

"Ah, my crystal cup!" The man screamed, catching every cup and all kinds of more precious utensils that were thrown over with a terrifying sensitivity and responsiveness.

Bucky wowed, "Aren't you going to help?"

"That way, I'll be smashed too." Steve was very experienced.

Bucky... always looks very hard.

While the man was scrambling to pick up the cup, Angus slowly approached him.Before the man realized anything, Angus' nails had already reached his Adam's apple when he stretched out his mouth to grab the last glass.

"Do you like the feeling of only the head?" Angus said in a low voice.

"...boy, let's calm down. Okay?" The man was stiff.

Steve curled his lips and continued with what he was doing.Bucky felt that Angus couldn't face it alone, so he turned over and walked out of the bar.

Stepped over the chair, lifted the stool and buckled the man to the pillar next to him: "It seems that you are the one who is not calm, this guest?"

Steve came out from the bar, snatched the rescued cups and jars from the man, and put them back.

The man looked at Steve in shock, why is this man so strong, how did he take things away from him! ? ?

Is this a person?I am a vampire!Vampires!

The former boss is not easy, but it is right without Emmett's strange power, and it should be more than enough for him to deal with him.

Three people and a pillar surrounded the man, and Steve said, "Give you an extra serving of ice? Just forget about the wine, to prevent you from getting excited."

"You guys are going too far!" The man raised a finger and solemnly accused.

Angus nails dug into his neck.

Bucky didn't dare to show his ignorance that he was surprised because the man's neck was cut deeply and he didn't bleed. He couldn't do it if he was a man.

Reggae roll man... Are the recent human beings really not afraid of vampires at all?

Was the ban on Watturi vampires not to be easily exposed to people to protect vampires? ? ?

"...My name is David Arnold." He popped out, "Nice to see you again."

The attitude turned 180 degrees and was slightly flattering, which can be said to be very compromised and flexible.

Looking over his shoulder, Angus looked at his mouth, as if wondering where to start, and pulled out his tongue.

"...You can't do this to me." The man covered his mouth and warned Angus.

"Is that torn to pieces and burned to death?" Angus said nonchalantly.

Bucky's Adam's apple rolls, and Steve gives him a supporting look.

...Definitely for the protection of vampires, right? ?

Although he is also a vampire and has little ability, his ability is still very subtle.He neither clings to other vampires, nor does he have much ability to be coveted by others.

He just wants to be a serious person and chase his dreams in the infinite time, is he wrong?

That's right! !

It's just a small hobby of buying AB blood from the hospital and bullying others.

Is he wrong?

When he came back, he observed it after a few days. Angus would take two steps and Steve would carry him on his back. Steve was also a bully, honest and polite, and the two even had a dog.

It's very common...

Why……

"I was wrong... I'm sorry for disrupting the situation in your territory." He said aggrievedly.

Bucky...it's a bit quick to show weakness...

Steve pushed Bucky's high stool away: "This place already belongs to Angus."

"..." David wrinkled his face and held back for a while, "But you guys are running this place really badly."

Steve looked at David thoughtfully, "You seem to like your bar?"

"Of course!" David glared at him.

"You are the former owner of the bar, and we don't want to treat you too much." Steve pursed his lips, "You can stay here and help us take care of the affairs of the bar."

"This bar looks like it will still be your...reward..." Steve paused, he really didn't know what the market was.

"I don't need to be paid!" The man became excited, "As long as I can get on stage here!"

Steve... this accident... so confusing.

Taking on this exploitative role for the first time, Steve was psychologically taxing.He cleared his cough and frowned and looked at the man, as if he was still dissatisfied with something.

The man gritted his teeth: "I don't even need room, board, and salary, okay!? If it's too much, I can't beat you, and I'm going to smash this place—"

Angus let out a groan, and the man's throat choked.

The scene of Angus pulling out his nails and cutting off his tongue expressionlessly reappeared in his mind suddenly, and he flinched, feeling a little out of breath.

"...Okay." Steve, who was just thinking about how much salary to give him...

Forget it, since he wants to be a freelancer so much, he's not welcome.

The price Angus paid was not enough to bind an employee of unknown race?

"You can stay." Steve paused, "But if you get into trouble..."

David swears to the sky: "I swear to the ban on Voturi, I will never get into trouble again."

Obviously, there is a qualitative difference between the two in their definitions of causing trouble.

"..." Steve inexplicably felt that he was a little pitiful.

Brain aspect.

Angus withdrew his hand, but he didn't feel that there was any unfairness in the negotiation between them.

Baji kept his face down, trying hard not to see the depth at all.

"Barending?" Steve looked at the new customer who came to the bar and rang the bell, and looked at David.

"Small." David skillfully touched the bar.

Steve, Bucky and Angus sat on the high chairs by the bar.

"...I need a very sufficient explanation." Bucky crossed the bar and took a wine bottle, suppressing his shock.

At first he just thought that someone was messing around, but after that it was all hellish developments.

Shred?burn it? ?

Pull out...pull out tongue? ?

"This..." Steve caught up with David, who was inexplicably happy at the bar and skillfully chatting up customers, "It may be difficult for me to explain to you."

"You guys, don't fight with him when I'm not around." Angus leaned over the bar, resting his chin on his forearm, and said slowly.

Steve glanced at the top of Angus's hair, raised his hand and patted it: "Human beings are not as fragile as you think, Angus."

"No, it's just that you may be a little stronger. But you are still pure food, and he is a pure predator." Angus looked up at them, with a rare look on his face, "If he is hungry If your eyes are red, you will drink up your blood."

"Even if I tried to kill him, it would be troublesome. I can only tear him up and burn him. I don't like fire."

Steve...

Bucky...

Both of them looked up at David, and Steve felt that his knowledge had really been broadened.

Bucky felt that he had a magical day and night.

"...Is he... a vampire?" Bucky's throat was tight, and his voice raised unconsciously.

After all, when it comes to drinking blood, the quickest thing that comes to mind is...

"I don't know how you call them." Angus swung his legs and drank the juice.

"Boy, you are very rude!!" David thought that Bucky was mocking him for being useless, and was immediately annoyed, "Why can't I be that! You are discriminatory!"

"Not all of them...are as in the legend, okay!?"

Bucky...

"Arnold, guest." Steve averted his gaze calmly.

"Hmph." David snorted, and went back to entertain the guests in a grievance.

"No matter what he is, anyway, he has done much better than the three of us combined, and he doesn't want to be paid." Steve grasped the center of the contradiction.

Bucky...why are you so calm? ?

"Angus, a question, if there is any taboo that you can't answer, you don't have to say it." Bucky twisted his body, faced Angus, lowered his voice, and took a deep breath, "... In this world, there are other people besides human beings. What race?"

Steve watched as Angus began to snap his fingers unconsciously, and ten would soon be insufficient.

Bucky's face was full of fantasy, and he had already started to think about what other legendary creatures there were.

"What he means is that the intelligent race can blend into the crowd and communicate with each other." Steve recalled and added.

Bucky nods.

Angus paused his hands and stopped breaking: "I know, three types."

Bucky breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little disappointed.

Steve pressed, "What's the third one?"

"..." Angus hummed, "What do you call a person who can turn into an animal, a bit like a dog?"

"Werewolf?" Bucky raised his voice slightly, then lowered it.

"Probably." Angus shrugged.

"Can you non-human races distinguish each other?" Bucky has been completely aroused curiosity, "Why only humans don't know?"

"Because your race is very perfunctory, relying only on eyes." Angus tilted his head, "You can't tell the difference from the inside, how can you tell the difference from the outside?"

Angus looked stupid and took it for granted, Steve patted Bucky on the shoulder.

At this time, they all ignored the specific meaning of the so-called internal differences in Angus' words.

"Angus is not bad, you should meet the vampire I met before." Steve smiled, "She basically treats us as...lower species."

"This world is really new to you when you wake up, isn't it?" Bucky asked him.

"Yeah." Steve didn't deny it, and even agreed.

"Her, a female vampire?"

"right……"

"Is it pretty?"

"...extremely—" Steve spoke the truth against his will.

"Wow - that means if I follow you, can I still meet her?"

"I can't match her husband's strength." Steve said calmly.

"... Vampires still get married?" Bucky's focus was successfully distorted.

Angus glanced at the two people who were communicating and looked away.

Explain what it means to not bear to look directly.

"...he looked like he thought I was retarded."

"Just get used to it." Steve smiled.

"..."

The author has something to say: Bucky: I, the little prince of Brooklyn, have gradually become a bitch? ?

Steve [pats shoulder]: Just get used to it.

Angus [The Eyes of Mystery].

Bucky: ...

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