Mindy stared. Didn't she the whole underage...no, of course she didn't, duh. She was a viking. What the hell did she know about any of that crap? She wasn't look at their age differences or even their sex, was she? She was just looking at them as they were, Mindy and Ruffnut, viking and Hit Girl. What the hell else did they need.
"Ground rules then," Mindy said, knowing she had to do this, because it was needed and because Ruffnut needed to know. "We don't tell anyone except maybe Zetta and Lash. Nobody needs to know our business or say crap until WE say so. Next, we still fight as a team, but as Overlords we compete. Let's face it, we are bad ass, we know it. One last thing, for both of us...no fucking lying. I'll tell you straight out what I mean, what I'm about, and you do the same. What we can't solve with words, we fight out."
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"Ground rules then," Mindy said, knowing she had to do this, because it was needed and because Ruffnut needed to know. "We don't tell anyone except maybe Zetta and Lash. Nobody needs to know our business or say crap until WE say so. Next, we still fight as a team, but as Overlords we compete. Let's face it, we are bad ass, we know it. One last thing, for both of us...no fucking lying. I'll tell you straight out what I mean, what I'm about, and you do the same. What we can't solve with words, we fight out."
She couldn't help but smile. "Deal, Ruffnut?"