[ Alberto does as told, handing off a fistful of trail mix to Luca for whatever his monkey wrangling idea is... But the horse comes to a slow stop, and it grabs Alberto's attention. He goes to ask – ]
What's going on?
[ But Katsuki's answer is cut short by the horse's worried whinnying, which puts Alberto on edge. It's a weird noise. He doesn't know much about horses. But it seems— b-baaaad...? Bad sound. Sounds bad. And before Alberto can even register what it is that's upsetting the horse so, Katsuki's on his feet — and then off them — and they're lurching forward in the snow. Then it's clear what's going on, but just as Alberto's figured out they've been targeted, there's the monkey, back on his bull shit — and back on his back. Alberto shrieks when the money jumps on him, shrieking itself, and clings to it desperately... which would also be comical, save for the fact that they need to survive the demons descending upon them. ]
Luca, hug your chicken!
[ Words he never thought he'd say, but, well, here they are. In a sleigh. In the snow. Hugging a chicken and a monkey. While their friend whips up a— fireball? Good grief... At least one of them has magic, but... good grief... Alberto wishes he could be so useful. ]
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What's going on?
[ But Katsuki's answer is cut short by the horse's worried whinnying, which puts Alberto on edge. It's a weird noise. He doesn't know much about horses. But it seems— b-baaaad...? Bad sound. Sounds bad. And before Alberto can even register what it is that's upsetting the horse so, Katsuki's on his feet — and then off them — and they're lurching forward in the snow. Then it's clear what's going on, but just as Alberto's figured out they've been targeted, there's the monkey, back on his bull shit — and back on his back. Alberto shrieks when the money jumps on him, shrieking itself, and clings to it desperately... which would also be comical, save for the fact that they need to survive the demons descending upon them. ]
Luca, hug your chicken!
[ Words he never thought he'd say, but, well, here they are. In a sleigh. In the snow. Hugging a chicken and a monkey. While their friend whips up a— fireball? Good grief... At least one of them has magic, but... good grief... Alberto wishes he could be so useful. ]