Killua woke up first the following morning. *Hehehe, look who's the early riser this morning. I should go make breakfast, shouldn't I? Killua's lip twitched at the memory of the last time he tried that. Nah, I'll go grab my wallet. Zipping up his sweatshirt he headed towards the lamp where he kept his pack. Their hotel room was located just above the karaoke bar that they had visited last night. Walking down the stairs he saw the bar manager and, unfortunately, made eye contact. He waved a hello.
"Your friend isn't a good drinker is he?"
"Uh, no."
"Well when you get back tell him that we all had a good time celebrating his birthday."
"Sure..."
A cute girl with bunny slippers walked out the front door, "Grandpa, is he up yet?"
"Uh, no not yet," The man said glancing up at Killua. The girl followed his eyes and let out a squeal before ducking back inside. Killua couldn't help giving out a quiet snort at the tomato red color her face had turned.
"Gomen, my granddaughter took a liking to that friend of yours. Don't worry, I'll make sure she doesn't stir up any mischief." Leaning in he added, "Just between you and me your friend is a little old for her anyway."
"Don't worry gramps. My friend is completely oblivious to such things."
"Ahh good, that makes things easier."
*Bring Bring!*
"Seems like you better take that sonny."
Killua checked his phone. *it's the same number.* "Ello?" He said switching to a British accent.
"Hello Killua, is Gon around?"
"Oh, Hey Cheadle, no he's still sleeping." He said, dropping the accent.
"Then you can tell him later. The Hunter Association has a mission for you two."As Killua listened to Cheadle explain he headed into a bakery.
"What would you like sir?"
"Eto...12 Chocolate croissants please. And six breakfast sandwiches, make that eight. "
"Killua! Are you listening?"
"Yhea old hag. Oh and two cartons of orange juice." Killua listed off his ridiculous order in between assuring Cheadle that he was still listening. At the end the shop owner personally came out and saw him off.
"Have a great day Sir!"
Killua just made it back inside their room when Cheadle finished explaining. "I got it already. I'll let Gon know. Yes. Okay." Killua hung up the phone. He found Gon doing morning exercises, somewhat lazily, obviously having realized that Killua had gone to get breakfast.
"Killua, you're back!"
"Mm."
"What did you get?"
"Oh, some croissants and breakfast sandwiches." He watched as Gon took the bags and started pulling out the delicious smelling food.
"They had pickles their?"
"I guess so, it wasn't listed but I thought you'd like them so I asked."
"We should go their tomorrow again." Gon said as he began devouring the food.
"Hey Gon, did you get a call?"
"Yeah, its from the Hunter Association I think. I was to drunk last night so I missed it. What did they want?"
"They want us to take care of a gang in Mimbo Republic."
Gon paused he eating to reflect,"That's pretty high level, we'll need to deal with the underworld subordinates and Gang members."
"It's not so bad. It's a new gang that doesn't have many ties right now. I doubt the underworld will get involved. Also, we don't need to take care of their underlings, just the family. The Hunter Association is worried about the current people in charge. Apparently there's some bad blood between them. Us two should be fine," he paused, remembering somthing, "Oh, right Gon, we'll have to cut your birthday short."
"That's fine, I already got to see Leorio and Kurapika."
"They should be arriving at the airport about now."
"Hm!"