Paying off a Debt

In a nighttime version of London, Danny stood against a wall near a busy intersection, overlooking the traffic that endlessy kept on passing by. It was only about 8 o' clock at night, so the people and the city were still bustling in an attempt to get to their plans and other destinations. It was a nice night, even the weather had begun to clear up too, something that definitely caught Danny's attention when he first arrived. Despite the busy atmosphere, Danny kept his calm by waiting for his friend Miseria, whom he had notified to show up at his location. Even though the night would probably turn out bad for him, he figured he had nothing to lose at this point...except maybe paying for the dinner they had talked about a couple days ago.

So there he stood in nice looking clothing, nothing too fancy, but something semi-formal. If he was going to be agreeing to her terms, he would at least want to be taken out like a fancy woman would, wearing a light gray jacket, white shirt, and black jeans, something you would see on someone as they entered a nightclub or something. He looked down at his phone and quickly checked the time, hoping he had given her the correct information. It was only ten minutes past, but hey, talk about being fashionably late, right? He sighed, hoping she hadn't stood him up on this dinner. Perhaps she got scared at the fact that she'd have to wear pink clothing for a week and decided to chicken out. He grinned. Yeah, that had to be the answer, and he would gloat about that to her for the longest time. Although, he didn't want to seem to anxious about putting on a bikini...he could wait for a while, another hour if need be.

Looking back towards the traffic, Danny began to watch the people as they passed, taking note of the most minute details as they passed. Someone obviously looked like they had to use the bathroom, his posture slouched forward into a quick run, and another looked like he had just killed someone, the guy looking left and right over his shoulder at a breakneck speed. Perhaps he did just kill someone and Danny would end up seeing it on the news or something. A hopeful thought if just that. He quickly grew bored of the people watching however, looking back down at his feet and sighing. Patience was a virtue everyone should have, but for Danny, it was something he just could never grasp upon. He needed to do something at any given time, and waiting just really didn't fit the playbook right now. Then again, he was very impatient...and the thought of Miseria is frilly clothing made him smile.

He could wait.

Miseria was still surprised that he agreed to do that. To go on a dinner with her and later wear bikinis that she had prepeared for him. He had his conditions however. Miseria had to wear bright pink (ew) clothing for a week. Sounded horrible, but she could do that. She'd done worse.
But as for the date, she didn't do anything to rush. She moved slowly with a purpose to annoy him by waiting for her. Ah, hell, she'd make him suffer and bring him pain and make him wish that he never agreed to make this step!

As for the clothing, she went shopping earlier this day to get some pink clothes and much to her annoyance, she actually liked this baby-pink skirt, stockings and those pretty little shoes. The only thing that reminded her of her “past“ was her tight corset without what she felt like a noodle. She was too used to 'not breathing' or eating at it's minimum to suit in her corsets that it was basically impossible to leave her room without it. Also, as a girl, she figured that it would be proper for her to do something pretty with her hair. And looking at some pictures from the 'internet', she took one of Dakota's pink little bow and put it in her hair. Done. She already had wavy hair, why else should she add some extra trash in there?

Mis liked attention, but not like the one that she recieved after leaving the house. She was looking like a real doll, yet too pale and not as pretty to look like a perfection. Instead of smile, a frown decorated her face when she walked down the streets, looking down at the paper where she had written the adress where she and Danny should meet up. When she finally arrived, she stood on the other side of the road, looking at him.
He looked so... lonely there. If lonely was the correct word. She saw him checking that little thing called mobile phone, really popular thing in muggle world, and waiting for her. She grinned. She could make him wait few minutes... Or maybe even an hour and grow tired and when he'd be about to leave, she'd show up. Then she shook her head. It was her plan to go on a date and she was about to pay for a dinner, so she had to act properly.

She crossed the road, jumped away from the car that almost hit her and brightly smiling, she hugged him when she finally reached her destination. “What do you think? Pretty huh?“ Miseria asked, taking finally a step back and allowing him to take a look at her clothes. Pink.

Danny happened to be caught off guard when Miseria came up to hug him, his inner defense mechanism trying to kick in. He stopped it once he realized it was just Miseria giving him a hug, a smile beginning to form on his face. That instantly faded away though when he let go of her and backed up, practically staring at her outfit.

She was wearing pink!

He stood there, too stunned for words at her ensemble, his face mixed with confusion and astonishment. He quickly shook his head and freed himself from the wretched stare and said "Wow...I can't believe you actually wore pink..." He smiled again, only to quickly lose his smile as the next deadly thought arrived in his mind. "Don't tell me you already have the bikini picked out..." he groaned, his hand going up to his face. He knew that he would have to wear it, but it never really sunk in until the sight of Miseria's outfit. What the hell did he agree to anyway?

Throwing his hand back down to his side, he quickly picked himself up by saying "Well, you look stunning...I think pink fits you a lot. And don't worry, I won't go telling anyone about this." With one finger, he quickly undid the lock on his phone and got the camera feature ready. He would probably end up sending it to a bunch of her closest friends, just to get even with her about the bikini thing. "So, my lovely escort, did you already have a place in mind?" he said with a smile.

She giggled when he stared wordlessly at her. She'd be stunned as well if she'd see someone, who wore dark clothes like bodybag every day, in pink. Funerals and all that mood left behind, she laughed when he was finally able to speak, giving him a deep nod in agreement. Yeah, well, it was hard to believe for herself as well. Pink. Thank god her pj's were black and bed also. She could sleep this pretty daydream off with a perfect nightmare. „Well, I am a woman of my word, so...“ She reached her hands out in a questioning or even suggesting style allowing him to finish her sentence with his own thoughts. Or perhaps leave it the way it was. Unfinished.

„Exactly. I can see that you are adopting to a situation quite fast, huh? And yes, I've picked you perfect pair of bikinis and they are with me.“ another laughter escaped from her lips when she imagined Danny wearing those. God, she even learned how to use this digital camera and how to import pictures into her computer because of that. Yes, she brought camera with her to make this situation even more harrowing for him.

Her face turned serious when he complimented her clothing. That didn't suit her. Not at all. It made her look like a living doll and that's what she despised. In other words – she had little phobia against dolls and teddy-bears and never agreed to accept them as a gift or anything like that. To think of all the horrors that this world was filled with, she chose this one.
Danny probably imagined that Miseria would scream and run in terror when he picked out his phone and ready to take a picture of her in this silly outfit. Instead, she posed and winked at him:“Make sure that I look fabulous!“ She exclaimed happily.

„Yes. I reserved a table for two in a restaurant not so far away from here. It's a nice place, quiet and solid. And as much as I know, they also serve pancakes.“ She promised to feed him with those from her own hand but probably not today. She didn't want to ruin the evening. After all, she had to make sure Danny would fit into those bikinis that she bought for him.

Well, tonight would probably end up on Danny's list of 'nights to emotionally repress for the next 20 years.' Hopefully the 'display' wouldn't be too bad, and he'd only have to wear it for a couple of minutes. He shuddered at the thought. He didn't even look good in a speedo for Merlin's sake. He rubbed his eyes in a agitated way and said "Okay, might as well get this show on the road...and hopefully I'll be able to keep my dignity by the end of tonight." He strongly believed he'd lose it though...as soon as that bikini got on. In a joking manner, he thought about seducing her and just make her forget about the entire deal, but he knew he couldn't do that.

If only he met Julia a couple of days later. "The place sounds good," said Danny, a devious grin forming on his face "just try not to stun everyone with your fabulous looks when we get there...actually, do that when we get the check, it might save you some money." He thought for a moment. "Do it for a waitress and I'll pay for the dinner even." A laugh emerged from his lips. Something strange about Miseria appeared in his mind though, she seemed all too willing to go with this. Perhaps it was him, but it seemed like she was doing this more than just for the (very) humiliating experience she'd put him through. He quickly shook off those thoughts, thinking that was just nonsense. They were friends, and that was that.

"Well your highness," he said with another grin "I trust you with showing me the way to the royal eatery!" If he was going to dress like a royal jester, he sure as he would at least act like one.

Dignity? Miseria raised her eyebrows and patted him on his shoulder. „As if.“ She had to make sure that this night would stay up in his head until his late years so that they could actually laugh at each other and their 'adventures'. Then she corrected her skirt, making sure that it was perfectly still on her and looked down at her shoes. Those weren't the ones that she was used to. Instead of standing now on high heeled shoes, she was wearing usual ones with low heels. Thanks to them she looked more like a child than an adult.

Miseria blinked again and made a kissy face at Danny when he spoke about seducing the waitress. „I dare to doupt that it will be male. And I'm not that interested in women, but if you wish to see it...“ She gave off a shrug. Wasn't that hard for her to flirt with girls either. She could use her magic to help her in that little mission. But then again, it wasn't part of the dept so she'll look at it later.

As soon as he agreed to go with her to that restaurant, she grabbed his hand and forced him to follow her. Like many other witches and wizards, she loved dominating over other's. And Danny made it too easy for her and without hesitation, she took an advantage of it.
They walked for two or three minutes before crossing the road again and then she stopped right infront of the nice looking house. They also had some seats and tables outside, but to make things more classy, she reserved their seats inside with few candles on the table.

She dragged him in and after few exchanged words with the employee, they were escorted to their table. As soon as they were left alone with the menu, she smiled brightly at him, waiting for his approval or critique about the choice that she made.

Well, Miseria was just full of surprises, wasn't she? Maybe he could convince her to do anything he wanted, if it made her think she was benefiting from it somehow...perhaps he'd asked her to rob a bank for half of the share or something. Not like he needed to anyway. When Danny was going to say something about the waitress scenario, he was interrupted by Miseria tugging on his hand, her leading the way. Eh, he may as well just shut up for the duration of the walk.

He had to say, he enjoyed the quiet walk, it let him think for a moment or two before realizing he'd have to face his soul crushing embarrassment again. He began to think differently about that position though, perhaps he could use this...embarrassing moment to...ah, he had no idea. He was just trying to think of that silver lining in the night, but he had no clue as to how to make it better. May as well enjoy dinner and prepare for the worst.

Turns out, Miseria had planned a classy place after all. He wasn't surprised, but rather relieved he didn't get too dressed up for the occasion, it'd be awkward to walk into a fast food restaurant dressed up like this. Why anyone would plan a dinner there however, was beyond his thinking. He followed Miseria into the restaurant, scanning the building out of habit. He found a couple of structural weaknesses right off the bat, although they tried to conceal it the best they could. Amateurs. Taking his seat across from Miseria, the first thing he noticed were the candles. Seemed...romantic. He felt a little more uneasy.

"I like the choice," he said with a smile, her smile obviously wanting his opinion about the restaurant "very classy, somewhat refined. Although, the candles suggest a little more than soul-crushing embarrassment."

While he looked around, she studied his expressions. Clearly he didn't like the candles. She had to agree, they were creating too romantic mood. She didn't even know why she thought about those, but it was fun to look at someone who clearly disliked the idea of having a romantic date with a person who he barely knew.
So why not make it worse? She promised to him that he'd be embarrased, and she was about to fulfill the promise. She called the waitress and with mischief echoing in her voice, she ordered more chandles. While they were busy to complete her odd order (one candle was enough for a romantic date) and bring in 10-20 candles, she looked at Danny again. „Yes, I like it here, too. And you know what the best part is?“ She leaned closer. „Food here is so damn good.“

„Ah, I see you're worried about it? Don't be. What's better than something... that crashes your soul?“ And destroys you entirely. When the waitresses arrived to put the candles around them, Miseria hid her mouth behind her hand, trying not to choke from her laughter that wanted to burst out. When they were left alone, all that remained from that was an aching throat and a giggle when she turned away to hide her red face. She felt glares on her back. People were probably seeing her as a wanna-be Diva in odd, pink fairy outfit.

It had taken her some time to become serious again, and when she did, she picked up the menu and looked over the list of offerings. „Pain and eternal damnation aside, what would you like to eat?“ Miseria asked, raising her eyebrows at him.

Danny felt like laughing at her attempt to try and embarrass him, he would've expected a lot more. A sprinkler that shot out little hearts above his head or something, candles just didn't really take the cake. He chuckled a little at the large quantity of candles the waitress had brought in, Danny twisted his face to hide his urge to laugh. This was funny, and he was sure the staff would end up hating the two over their little 'contest'. He placed his hand on his forehead, shielding his eyes from the sight of the candles. Jesus, this was going to be an interesting night.

After he was done laughing on the inside, Danny said "I think I'd rather have pain and damnation come to me sooner than later, so bring it on." He would get his soon enough, he was positive of that. Looking down at menu that was flat against the table, he quickly scanned through the menu, not really seeing anything that interesting. In all honesty, he wasn't even that hungry, he just liked the idea of free food. You could call him a freeloader, whatever, at least he got to see Miseria in an uncomfortable position. Even though she didn't show it, she had to be feeling it deep down. Danny twisted his hand as a gesture of indecision and said "I have no clue. I think I'll just have the fish and chips."

It wasn't working and that made her feel slightly upset. At least she was able to see properly in their previously dark corner.
As for the hating staff, she didn't care much about what other people thought about her. All that she could do for now was act as if everything that was normal. She bit her lip, searching for something that would appease her appetite because unlike Danny, she was actually hungry. „Is this light too much for you?“ she asked when Danny had his hand over his forehead, covering his eyes from the light. Though she too prepared darkness and shadows, she was willing to sacrifice her eyes to the light for this evening. All that to have some fun.

„Really?“ Miseria put the menu back on the table and she leaned with her head against her hand. „Shall I torture you with cruciatus curse or you wish something more humane?“ She could bring him pain with the chains that she got at home. Making them appear right there, in this restaurant, was no question at all. When someone gave her an opportunity to torture and make them scream in agony, she took the chance and enjoyed every single moment of it.
Fish and chips? Nothing American-alike? Of course they didn't serve burgers here but if he wanted some, they could go to a fast-food restaurant later. As for herself, she ordered Caesar's salad and an apple juice, something that she hadn't eaten in a long time. When they were left alone, she looked back at Danny.