PUCK X YAK

It was another night for the mafia, their takeover of the village almost complete.... they just needed to recruit a new member, just one more person, and they'd completely overwhelm the villagers. Sadly, such an action came at the cost of their head, the Yak.

The Yak held a cigarette between their lips, eyes running over the list of remaining villagers and their assumed roles. The quickly approaching dawn visibly weighing him dowm, along with the needy greenhaired lover who was insistent on hanging off his shoulders.

"Please rethink this!!" Puck whined, head finding its place under the Yakuzas chin "We can make it one more night!!"

The Yakuza sighed out a plume of smoke, bringing up a hand to muss the greenettes hair "'M sorry Peeters, but I have to... I'm doin this for the boys, I'm doin this for You."

Teary eyes met Tired ones for a brief moment before the Ghosts head dropped back under the Mafiosos chin again.

"I-I know but I... I don't want to say goodbye!! ..I-I can go with you!!"

The Yak shook his head, chuckling a bit "Noo no... We need you around to win.You'll be alright. I'm sure the interro'll treat you nice, and didn't you say you liked how that Spy over there spoke?"

Puck cooed thinking about it "They do have such a lovely voice... and they're so charming... but I'll still miss you..."

The Yak pressed a kiss to the boys head and got up, heading out the door "'ll Miss you too. Win for me, hon."