London Ale: part 1

3rd person POV:

(Y/n), Marcus, Anna, and Leona, with their bags in hand, stand in front of a private jet.

Marcus: Oh my God...

Leona: Who the hell gave you tickets to this?

(Y/n): Does it matter?

Leona: Kinda.

Anna: I-It is a little suspicious...

(Y/n): Tch...

Anna: Eek!

(Y/n): Just get in or get lost.

Without a care, he struts up into the jet.

Marcus: Wait up!

Marcus happily followed (Y/n). The girls take a moment but eventually shake off their worry and doubts to follow the boys.

It didn't take long for the four to enjoy the luxurious private jet.

Leona stopped paying attention to what was going on when she discovered the massage function of her chair.

Leona: Ahhhhhh~

Anna became enthralled with all the foreign films she normally couldn't see in Japan.

Anna:(intensely watching)

Marcus in the meantime was flirting with the stewardess, who actually entertained him and flirted back.

The stewardess then left to refill everyone's drinks.

Marcus: She has a miniskirt...

Marcus: Thanks for bringing me (Y/n), you're the best!

(Y/n): Zzzzzzz...

(Y/n), after eating all the strawberries on the plane, fell fast asleep.

Marcus:...(shrugs)

Arriving in London, the crew gets off the plane and began their search for a taxi.

They then saw a man holding a sign with Jason Mcknight written on in.

Before (Y/n) could beat the man with the sign, the others explained to him what that meant.

Introducing themselves to the man they were escorted to a limousine which began driving them around the city.

Marcus: This is so cool!

Marcus: How did you get all of this?

(Y/n): How the hell should I know? Maybe someone realized what I'm worth?

Leona: Worth in what?

(Y/n): None of your business.

Anna: Where are we going?

Marcus: Yeah, are we heading to a hotel anytime soon?

Leona: Let's ask.

Leona: Driver, where are we going?

Driver: It was all explained in the letter.

(Y/n): What letter?

Anna: I think he's talking about the letter you tossed away.

(Y/n): Ah...

After a while of driving, the four were brought in front of an extremely important building.

Driver: We have arrived.

Marcus: Buckingham Palace?!

Driver: Leave your luggage, it will be taken to your hotel.

The four did as they were told, leaving their luggage, they exited the limousine which quickly drove away.

???: Good day.

Their attention was drawn to a blond man with a sword. He wore jeans, and a jacket with a royal styling.

???: I am Jaune the Dragonbane.

(Y/n): And I'm (Y/n) the one who doesn't give a shit about your name, Jock.

Jaune: Jaune.

(Y/n): Weren't you listening?

Jaune:... Allow me to escort you in.

The Dragonbane then opened the gate for them.

Anna: W-we can go in?

Jaune: Of course, you were specifically invited to come here, or well he was at least.

Jaune: Come along now.

The three followed him as he escorted them through the palace, while (Y/n) begrudgingly did the same.

Jaune: I hope your flight was pleasant.

Marcus: It was fantastic.

Anna: I enjoyed it.

(Y/n): Meh, not enough strawberries.

Jaune: I see... I'll make a note to let them put extra strawberries, next time.

Leona: So, who exactly invited (Y/n) here, and why?

Jaune: You don't know? Has he not told you what was in the letter?

(Y/n): Didn't read it.

Jaune:!?

Jaune: Why?

(Y/n): Unless it's a comic book or manga, I don't read anything over twenty words.

Jaune: So you just took the flight here without knowing how or why you got the tickets?

(Y/n): Pretty much.

Jaune: I... I don't understand.

(Y/n): You need an explanation, junior the dumbass?

Jaune: Jaune the Dragonbane, and yes, please.

(Y/n): Fine, listen closely because I'm going to explain this once.

Jaune: Alright...

(Y/n): Okay... Ahem... Eat a dick... That's it.

Jaune:(absolute confusion)

Marcus: Don't worry about him, he's just screwing with you.

Jaune: A-ah... I see. So why did he come?

Marcus: He probably had nothing better to do.

Leona: Jaune, can you answer my question?

Jaune: Very well. The queen has asked for an audience with him.

Anna: T-the queen?!

Marcus: Why does the queen want to talk with some thug?

(Y/n): The hell you just call me, punk!?

Marcus: Sorry, don't hit me!

(Smack)

Marcus: Ow!

(Y/n): Watch your tongue or next time you'll regret it.

Marcus: Jeez...

Jaune: Okay, we've arrived.

They stopped in front of the door. When (Y/n) tries to open it, he finds it locked.

Jaune: I'll open it in a minute. First, let me explain how you should act in the presence of her Majesty the-

The naive young knight made the mistake of assuming (Y/n) cared.

When (Y/n) kicked the door off its hinges to open it, Jaune realized his error in judgment.

(Y/n): Shitty ass door...

He entered the large living room to see four women with their swords out.

Red-haired woman: The bloody hell? Who do you think you are!?

White hair girl: A intruder?

Black haired girl: Jaune? What is going on here?

Jaune: I can somewhat explain...

Blond woman: Somewhat...?

Leona: What the fuck is wrong with you!?

(Y/n): If a door doesn't open, make it open. That's a rule I live by.

Marcus: God, I'm getting flashbacks to the men's bathroom... The screams...(shivers)

Walking to the middle of the room, the four women surround (Y/n), while pointing their blades at him.

White-haired girl: Destroying property of the queen is an act punishable by death.

(Y/n): And pissing me off is a form of self-harm.

Red-haired woman: Are those your last words?

(Y/n): You're hair makes you look like a tomato.

Red-haired woman: I'm killing him.

Marcus: Ladies, ladies, let's all take a deep breath and calm down before we do something we might regret.

Jaune: That's Jason Mcknight, our Majesty's guest. I wouldn't want our queen to get angry at you four for stabbing her guest, so please calm down.

Lowering their blades, the four glare at (Y/n) who glares back.

Jaune: Mcknight... Allow me to introduce the four other knights of the queen.

Red-haired woman: Scarlet the inferno. Remember it well.

White hair girl: Ivory the merciless.

Black haired woman: Midna the twilight. I shall not forget this.

Blond-haired woman: Trish the bolt of God.

(Y/n): What-

Marcus: Lovely names for you lovely ladies.

(Y/n): ugh...

(Y/n): So are we going to fight or not?

Woman:(chuckles)

Woman: My my, what a straight forward man...

Everyone turned around to face the source of the voice. The five knights immediately bowed when they saw who it was.

A woman in royal style dress and crown.

Queen: I'm afraid we should save the fights for someone more deserving of punishment.

(Y/n): Who are you?

Everyone: Seriously?

Queen:(chuckles) I'm the Queen of England. Elizabeth the third.

Queen: Now let us discuss the reason I summoned you.

Leona: Why would you summon him? Your Majesty.

Queen: I need his expertise... I need him to bring down the criminal organization known as Ale.

Leona/Anna:!?

Marcus:?

(Y/n):..... Eh?