With some serious effort I managed to recover my things from the guys, it ended with Party actually having to threaten them which was interesting.

I don't think Party's used to yelling at them since he looked uncomfortable after telling them off but it got me my clothes back.

Things were better off ending with Poison yelling at them though because I would have simply gone for getting my beamer and threatening them with it. Of course I couldn't get my ray gun if I wanted to though, they'd taken that with my clothes.

So once I'd gotten everything back I immediately went to the basement and put my clothes on, then gave Party his shirt back since he kinda needed it.

Since that's happened the jokes have been going nonstop and it was getting annoying, fast.

I thought it was bad when they were making jokes when I was in the shower with Party, now they actually had time to come up with them.

Then to make everything worse they all joined in, it wasn't just Ghoul making some inappropriate comments.
It was everyone, Kobra and Jet, Sunshine even added a word or two which made me the most frustrated since she was supposed to be on my team.

Now we were in a situation that spurred them on and since Ghoul was driving the car, I couldn't hit him which sucked.

After Party had brought up the subject of the Zone 5 Fun Fair I wanted to go badly even though I didn't really have much of an idea what it'd be like.

Party said there'd be some interesting stuff to see then added something about a stunt show Kobra and Ghoul would have a hand in that would be in Zone 3.

That's when my urge to go there went overboard, I badly wanted to see Kobra Kid and Fun Ghoul attempt some stunts.

I'd never seen Ghoul be serious so as far as I knew there was a high chance of him being hurt which would be interesting.
I'm not sure how Kobra would do but I had a feeling he'd actually do a good job.

But it was now sometime in the afternoon and I was in the car with Party, Kobra, Jet, Ghoul, Sunshine and Girl who we'd quickly gone to pick up once I got my clothes on.

With seven people in the car there was now no such thing as personal space.

Because of the lack of space I had to sit on Party's lap which wasn't that bad since it was a choice between him, Jet and Kobra. Girl was sitting on Sunshine and telling everyone about the song Dr. D had played on the radio which from what I'd collected was Bulletproof Heart.

Speaking of that song thing I still had it stuck in my mind what I said to Party Poison earlier, about him getting to kiss me if he wrote another song.

I got the feeling that he was actually gonna go through with it and write a new song.
So that would mean he'd get to kiss me and I'd kiss him, which made me really happy and if he didn't bother writing a song then that'd make me feel depressed.

It was a good thing we hadn't lost control in the shower, if Ghoul had pulled the curtain back while we were kissing we'd never hear the end of it.
The next thing was that if Party had kissed me with the mindset I was in, I wouldn't have stopped, he might have but definitely not me.

Fortunately enough because Girl was in the car with us the guys had severely toned down what they were saying about Party and I.

Now everything was a normal sentence with innuendo running heavily through each word.

It was actually surprising that Girl hadn't picked up on it, it's that obvious what they're saying.
There's been a small break from it though because I'd thought to ask them about the stunt thing Party mentioned.

I'd originally thought that Kobra and Ghoul were rather self-centred but they were apparently doing the stunt show to raise carbons for an orphanage for Zone kids.

I think the level of me wanting to dust them for the jokes went down after that, now I just wanted them to be severely maimed.

When I asked them what they'd be doing exactly to raise carbons they said it would involve the car.
That's when I knew what they'd be doing would be dangerous.

Some part of me wanted to volunteer to help them out but I was smart enough to know that I'd definitely get hurt so I kept my mouth shut.
That's when they offered.

"Electric, how good a shot would you say you are?" Ghoul said as he drove down Route Guano which I'd learnt was the main road connecting the Zones.

"Pretty damn good for someone that's just started out." Since the first time I fired a beamer I threw it I'd say I've improved a lot.

"Wanna help out in the show then?" Kobra asked and I immediately said yes even though it I'd just been telling myself I shouldn't participate.

"Would you like to shoot at Ghoul? You’re damn good at it and I don't think you'll hit him."

Okay screw what I said about not helping out, if I get to shoot at Ghoul them I'm doing it no matter what.

"Hell yes. What do I have to do?" Who gives a crap about danger anyway, I could get ghosted at any moment so I might as well live life up while I can.

"Basically just shoot at him and he'll shoot at you. The laser blasts will hit each other and create fireworks." Oh well that seems perfectly safe, I can't imagine anything bad happening in that scenario.

"He's never missed." Sunshine commented when she noticed the 'are you crazy' look I was unabashedly giving them.

"There's a first time for everything." Ghoul laughed, trying to scare me but I didn't actually care about being shot I just wanted to know how they discovered that, that was the effect of laser beams colliding.

The car got closer to Zone 5 and I could see a bunch of things being put together.
It was the skeleton exteriors of rides that were up and I could tell they'd look really cool once completed.

"Doesn't look like everything's ready yet." Party said as the car slowed down next to the things being built and I could see Killjoys moving stuff around.

"Who's up for helping out?!" I jumped and hit my head on the roof of the car when Cola stuck his head in the window and yelled.

"Fuckin' hell, Cola!" I yelled back at him and he laughed before removing his head from the car.

I got off Party's lap, stood up through the hole in the roof and jumped out of the car.
Party, Sunshine, Girl and Jet followed with Kobra and Ghoul getting out of the Trans AM like normal people.

Before my feet had even been on the ground for a minute someone thrust a huge box into my arms that was heavy as fuck.

"Hey you're the newbie! I'm DJ Hot Chimp." The chick with the blonde hair smiled at me when I looked around the box she'd given me and I smiled back.

"I'm Electric Revenge." I told her, she was the one who DJ'd the other night at Hyper Thrust and Cherri said I'd get along with her.

"Nice to meetcha, the box goes over there." She pointed to a stall being set up before handing a box to Ghoul who'd been waiting.

"Hey Party, how about doing hauling ass and moving some junk?" Ghoul yelled at him, almost dropping the box he was holding and shuffling over to a ride being set up.

Party had gotten side-tracked by Cola who was chatting happily and turned around in time for Chimp to drop a giant toolbox in his arms.
He stumbled a little before straightening and striding proudly over to the stall Chimp had pointed out to me.

I allowed myself to be distracted by the adorable, crimson haired, bastard for a moment before snapping back to reality and walking over. By the time I dropped the box on a set up bench Party was crouched on the ground, looking through the toolbox.

It took him a little bit but eventually he pulled out a hammer and stood up, looking at me before spinning the tool around in his hand.

"You good at putting shit together?" I shrugged, he knew I didn't remember anything so I didn't know if I was or not, maybe.

"In that case you can start painting a sign. Paint's there, just write 'Tommy Chow Mein.'" He gestured to the box I'd put on a bench and I opened it to see a bunch of paint with various brushes.

"Who's that?" I asked, the sign he told me to paint sounded like someone's name and I was curious.

"Tommy is a sneaky motherfucker and a tumbleweed. He'll steal fucking anything he can get his hands on and sell it. Don't let anything you want tomorrow out of your sight around him." I nodded and sat on the bench with a white piece of cardboard on my lap.

"For example see that ring you have there?" His eyes went to my left hand and I held it up, noticing the silver band on my ring finger for the first time, I must have had this on before I woke up.

"I bet he'll want that and I bet he'll try to take it off you. Don't let him, you might not know why you have it now but you'll remember one day and it probably means one thing or another." I knew that having something on your ring finger meant you were supposed to be married but I was too young for that shit.

I pulled the ring off to get a closer look at it and noticed some tiny writing on the inside. Squinting my eyes to see it properly I mumbled the words to myself.

"'For the one who matters the most.'"
Wait what?
Did I have someone to call my own before I woke up?

Doesn't matter anymore.

I put the back ring on, unscrewed a jar of paint then picked up a paintbrush and dipped it in the colour.

Party got to work, holding up a board with one hand and hammering it the frame of the stall with the other.
I stared for a second before going back to my task and bringing the paintbrush down on the soon to be marked sign.

To be honest I had no idea how Mein is supposed to be spelt but I gave it my best shot and I think I got it right. But if Tommy's as much of an asshole as Party says then no one should care, other than Tommy of course.

It was easy for me to put the words down but being the overly creative person I was I drew some random shit on it as well.

By the time I'd stopped Party had taken off his jacket, abandoned it on the dusty ground and built over half the stall.
He's fucking good at this.

With nothing to do now but not being boring enough to have no ideas I looked at the jar of paints beside me.
They were every colour in the rainbow and then some, I know what they'd look very nice on.

With a excited grin making its way across my face I pulled the bland, sickeningly white ray gun out of my holster, thinking of all the thing that were about to happen to this.

I dabbed the paintbrush in dark purple, planning on using that as a base coat and got to work. It took me about fifteen minutes give or take to make the gun look as shiny as I felt on the inside.

It had two different shades of purple, gold highlights, some red and finally some carefully painted black cracks on it because why the fuck not.

Now that I was finished I managed to balance it so the paint would dry without smearing and stood up to see just what got more paint on it, me or the zap.
Yay looks like my Ramones shirt won.

With a frustrated groan, knowing I was gonna get more on myself until it dried, I removed my jacket then pulled the shirt off.

Looks like I wasn't an artist before all this went down, I thought, my eyes going to the paint and a plan forming in my head.

Party's back was to me as he put up the last part of the stall and I took it as the perfect opportunity to not suffer alone.

Why should I be the only one covered in a whole bunch of paint?

Slowly and carefully so he wouldn't hear me I picked up a jar and quietly walked over to him.

"Hey, Party." I started and he turned around to see what I was talking to him about, that's when I made my move.

Before he could say anything or realise what I was planning to do I stuck a hand in the open paint, pulled it out then flicked my fingers at his head.

Paint splattered all over him, his mouth fell open in response to what I just did and his eyes automatically closing.

"Nice sex face." I giggled, his mouth closed and his expression quickly changed to a wry grin.

"You'll get to see that in action one day but for now..."

In one fluid motion Party snatched the bright blue paint jar away and pulled me closer to him.
He ran his hand over my face, smearing paint across me and inciting a shocked gasp.

"You fucker!" I yelled, hearing him chuckle before he pinned me to him and a paint covered hand went up the front of my shirt.

Reaching back I felt a smooth glass containing some more paint and grabbed it. Swinging my arm back I poured the contents of the jar over him, laughing my ass off.

"They were banging in the shower this morning." Ghoul said loudly enough to Cola for both of us to hear him and my eyes narrowed.

"We weren't but we would have if you hadn't come and fucking interrupted." Who was I kidding saying that we weren't going to do anything, Party and I had been in the perfect situation to get dirty.

"Hey, hey, hey! You two, knock it the fuck off!" Chimp shouted as she ran over to us, realising the paint war we were in the middle of having.

"That shit doesn't come cheap or without risk so knock it off and hands out of 'Lectric's shirt, Girl's here." Being reminded there was a kid who had a chance of seeing him Party let me go so I could step away but not before loudly sighing.

Chimp grunted in approval then wandered off to whatever she'd been doing before.

"I should finish putting the stall together." Party told me, wiping some off the paint off his face with a scarf he had tied around his thigh.

"Why don't you find Fun Ghoul and kick his ass a little for the both of us?" He suggested and I got an evil grin, I loved that Poison was on the same wavelength as me.

"Great idea." I smiled, picking up my already dry beamer and scanning the landscape for the black haired, tattoo covered joker.

"Ghoul come here! I wanna talk to you for a minute!"

~~~

Night-time came quickly, I guess that's how things worked out here in the Zones.

Anyway with eight able bodied Killjoys and fifteen more showing up to help we managed to get the fare together in time.

Don't ask me how but we did it.

I think everyone was as surprised about it as I was.
Basically the only thing my group had done was muck around with the occasional bit of work thrown in on whim.

Actually Party had gone to a lot of effort and so had Kobra but I don't think anyone else gave much of a fuck.

Between them Kobra Kid and Party Poison had managed to build ten stalls with me and Girl happily painting the signs for them.

Ghoul had spent most of his time testing things out and seeing if they were working, almost breaking said things in the process even if they were fine.

Jet's job was to put together something that looked like a stage and even though he kept tight lipped about it he did a fricken good job.

Even after spending seven hours with him I couldn't for the life of me figure out what Cherri was supposed to be doing. He just spent his whole time walking around, chatting to everyone then walking off saying there was something he needed to do.
In the whole time the only thing I found out was that he was from Zone 4 and liked his women on the chesty, robotic side.

But whatever he was supposed to be doing then that I couldn't figure out the thing he was now doing was manning the dunk tank.
One that was filled with some mutinous sludge had I'd rather remain unnamed and unidentified.

So to waste my time and see if the bullseye was working correctly I was attempting to drop Cherri in the tank, with a faulty zap in place of a ball.

"Goddangit!" I yelled, missing for about the tenth time which you could probably guess didn't make me a happy Killjoy.

"There's always a trick to these things." Poison told before leaning close enough that I was the only one who could hear him.

"Aim a little to the side and you're gold." I could hear the grin on his voice and knew he wouldn't lie to me over something that was this potentially hilarious.

I stared down the barrel of the blaster, seeing Cola on the other end smiling like my shooting was the funniest thing on earth.
Wouldn't be for much longer.

I took a deep breath, aiming in exactly the right spot then pulling the trigger.

Bulls-fucking-eye!

"Yeah bitch!" I yelled at Cherri as he dropped into the tank, instantly making gagging sounds at whatever he'd fallen into.

Smiling like never before I turned around, gave Party a victory hug and he picked me up, spinning around, laughing.

"Great aim dolly." I could tell he was joking but the nickname still got to me.

The hug he was giving me tightened for a moment, his chin resting on my shoulder and his mouth brushing against my hair.

"By the way, I wrote another song. Prepare to pay the piper dust angel." No wonder he's seemed so happy for the past half hour.

"I'll kiss you the second I hear the song, that's a promise." He put me down and looked me in the face with a smirk that said 'I'm up to no good.'

His mouth opened, about to say something only to be cut off by words you really didn't want to hear at any time when you're a Killjoy.

"Scarecrow!"