Fly
It isn't that much fun, Staring down a loaded gun.
Blue Bottle's P.O.V.
"Shit" I slammed the cupboard door shut, I don't know what I was expecting really, It's not like food just magically appears.
"Looks like its time for a walk, hey Fly" with one foot I kicked the half open door of the bus open, it made a crashing sound as it hit the outside of the bus,
"Do I need my jacket?" I questioned myself,
"Nah, it's probably best if they don't recognize met" I responded as if someone was there to hear it, but there not so I should probably stop talking to myself, it is the first sign of madness after all.
"I need something to trade though" I turned around,
"Now what can I live without?" I ran my figures along the counter jumping over the broken sink and landing on a white gun,
"This should do" I holstered the gun,
"lets take two" I picked up a second white gun,
"better take mine" I moved to the end of the bus to the empty bunks, 8 in total two were made up with sheets and pillows, the rest I had kitted out with various guns, explosives and sharp objects,
"lets see" I looked over the guns,
"this on, this one and this one, ooh and that" I tucked a pistol in the back of my jeans, strapped a shot gun to my back, tucked a switch blade into my boot and fingered the blade of my machete by far my favorite weapon, its handle was wrapped in blue ribbon and the blade was so sharp I had to carry it because it cut strait through the leather sheath I made for it,
"Lets go" I laughed jumping out of the bus door and laying my blade on the ground and turning to close and lock the door, I slid the key behind the wheel of the bus.
Jet Star's P.O.V.
"Why has Poison sent me to Zone 7? I have better things to do than to go and find a Dead Pegasus gas station on the other side of Zone 7, like fix the bloody car for one. What did he even want?" I pulled a list from my Jacket, I read it.
"Food. nice and vague as usual, Fuel. great and I suppose I'll carry that in a bag, hair dye. OH NO OH NO OH NO you can get that in any fucking zone you want and I'm not listening to you complain about the fact it's the wrong shade of red" I turned the paper over,
"and don't forget to smile" I assume he was referring to the mood I was in last night after finding him and Ghoul fucking on the sofa, I had every write to be pissed off, they were fucking on the sofa.
"Lets go" a voice snapped me out of my thoughts, it wasn't one of the boys, I don't know who it was, I looked around and noticed what looked like an old tour bus, shit no cover. I pulled my gun from it's holster and ran stealthily towards the bus, I got there about 30 seconds later and stuck to its side, I edge close to the corner of the bus and stop, I hear footsteps come closer,
"who's there?" I shout around the corner, I poke my head round, and the move back I lean against the bus and close my eyes,
"Must be in my head" I sigh,
"nope, I'm real" An arm was holding me against the bus, I open my eyes and look into the face of a youngish girl dressed in blue white and black, her hair was half blue and she had a light blue snap back hat with a symbol I recognized from somewhere, I't was a fly.
"I can see that little girl" She raised a machete to my throat,
"Can you see your trespassing?" she asked pressing the cold blade against my skin,
"There's a giant ass red X on the side of the bus I though you where dead" I lied, although there was a giant red X on the bus,
"ever heard the term 'respect the dead'?" she smiled,
"ever heard the term 'respect your elders'?" She gave me a weird look,
"Fine, Grampa" she pushed away from me,
"Charming" I laughed,
"What brings you this way Grampa" she questioned turning around and swinging the machete, slicing the air.
"Shopping"
"What for?"
"The usual, Food, Gas, Hair Dye"
"Hair dye, you going grey Grampa?"
"No a friend back at base doesn't like being 'boring' he prefers to be bright red"
"ha, one of my sisters always had red hair, the other used to dye her white blonde with black streaks"
"you don't happen to have any one in your group with frizzy brown hair"
"come to mention it yeah, well I did"
"and I suppose you had someone with black hair as well"
"um... yeah, are you a stalker" something in my head clicked, something came to me,
"your name wouldn't happen to be Felicity Warren a.k.a Blue Bottle?"
"Congrats, you can read posters"
"yep, that and I once kissed your boyfriend"
"You what... you kissed my boyfriend... my 16 year old boyfriend... you creepy pedophile... leave me alone... right now... never come back..." all the laughter and happiness had gone from her voice,
"or what?" I smiled,
"Or I'll fucking gut you with my machete, cut your fucking head off and stick it on a fucking spike right here" she though the machete in the ground and it stuck strait upright,
"You might want to think again" I said seeing a familiar face appear behind her, I don't know how he got here but he got here just in time,
"and why would that be" she smirked ,
"because my friend just showed up" She grabbed the machete and swung it around hitting me in the leg,
"Drop the fucking machete bitch" I heard Poison shout as I felt the blade bury itself deep into my leg and then exit the same way, I saw Kobra and Ghoul appear also from nowhere then everything went dark, I heard the girl screaming and crying and the sound of gun fire, I opened my eyes, I saw Kobra wrestling his brother to the floor and Ghoul in between Me and Blue Bottle, I couldn't see her clearly but well enough to tell her clothes were no longer blue but instead were blood-red...
For fuck sake Poison, there's killing and then there's man slaughter and I think you just crossed the line.
"Shit" I slammed the cupboard door shut, I don't know what I was expecting really, It's not like food just magically appears.
"Looks like its time for a walk, hey Fly" with one foot I kicked the half open door of the bus open, it made a crashing sound as it hit the outside of the bus,
"Do I need my jacket?" I questioned myself,
"Nah, it's probably best if they don't recognize met" I responded as if someone was there to hear it, but there not so I should probably stop talking to myself, it is the first sign of madness after all.
"I need something to trade though" I turned around,
"Now what can I live without?" I ran my figures along the counter jumping over the broken sink and landing on a white gun,
"This should do" I holstered the gun,
"lets take two" I picked up a second white gun,
"better take mine" I moved to the end of the bus to the empty bunks, 8 in total two were made up with sheets and pillows, the rest I had kitted out with various guns, explosives and sharp objects,
"lets see" I looked over the guns,
"this on, this one and this one, ooh and that" I tucked a pistol in the back of my jeans, strapped a shot gun to my back, tucked a switch blade into my boot and fingered the blade of my machete by far my favorite weapon, its handle was wrapped in blue ribbon and the blade was so sharp I had to carry it because it cut strait through the leather sheath I made for it,
"Lets go" I laughed jumping out of the bus door and laying my blade on the ground and turning to close and lock the door, I slid the key behind the wheel of the bus.
Jet Star's P.O.V.
"Why has Poison sent me to Zone 7? I have better things to do than to go and find a Dead Pegasus gas station on the other side of Zone 7, like fix the bloody car for one. What did he even want?" I pulled a list from my Jacket, I read it.
"Food. nice and vague as usual, Fuel. great and I suppose I'll carry that in a bag, hair dye. OH NO OH NO OH NO you can get that in any fucking zone you want and I'm not listening to you complain about the fact it's the wrong shade of red" I turned the paper over,
"and don't forget to smile" I assume he was referring to the mood I was in last night after finding him and Ghoul fucking on the sofa, I had every write to be pissed off, they were fucking on the sofa.
"Lets go" a voice snapped me out of my thoughts, it wasn't one of the boys, I don't know who it was, I looked around and noticed what looked like an old tour bus, shit no cover. I pulled my gun from it's holster and ran stealthily towards the bus, I got there about 30 seconds later and stuck to its side, I edge close to the corner of the bus and stop, I hear footsteps come closer,
"who's there?" I shout around the corner, I poke my head round, and the move back I lean against the bus and close my eyes,
"Must be in my head" I sigh,
"nope, I'm real" An arm was holding me against the bus, I open my eyes and look into the face of a youngish girl dressed in blue white and black, her hair was half blue and she had a light blue snap back hat with a symbol I recognized from somewhere, I't was a fly.
"I can see that little girl" She raised a machete to my throat,
"Can you see your trespassing?" she asked pressing the cold blade against my skin,
"There's a giant ass red X on the side of the bus I though you where dead" I lied, although there was a giant red X on the bus,
"ever heard the term 'respect the dead'?" she smiled,
"ever heard the term 'respect your elders'?" She gave me a weird look,
"Fine, Grampa" she pushed away from me,
"Charming" I laughed,
"What brings you this way Grampa" she questioned turning around and swinging the machete, slicing the air.
"Shopping"
"What for?"
"The usual, Food, Gas, Hair Dye"
"Hair dye, you going grey Grampa?"
"No a friend back at base doesn't like being 'boring' he prefers to be bright red"
"ha, one of my sisters always had red hair, the other used to dye her white blonde with black streaks"
"you don't happen to have any one in your group with frizzy brown hair"
"come to mention it yeah, well I did"
"and I suppose you had someone with black hair as well"
"um... yeah, are you a stalker" something in my head clicked, something came to me,
"your name wouldn't happen to be Felicity Warren a.k.a Blue Bottle?"
"Congrats, you can read posters"
"yep, that and I once kissed your boyfriend"
"You what... you kissed my boyfriend... my 16 year old boyfriend... you creepy pedophile... leave me alone... right now... never come back..." all the laughter and happiness had gone from her voice,
"or what?" I smiled,
"Or I'll fucking gut you with my machete, cut your fucking head off and stick it on a fucking spike right here" she though the machete in the ground and it stuck strait upright,
"You might want to think again" I said seeing a familiar face appear behind her, I don't know how he got here but he got here just in time,
"and why would that be" she smirked ,
"because my friend just showed up" She grabbed the machete and swung it around hitting me in the leg,
"Drop the fucking machete bitch" I heard Poison shout as I felt the blade bury itself deep into my leg and then exit the same way, I saw Kobra and Ghoul appear also from nowhere then everything went dark, I heard the girl screaming and crying and the sound of gun fire, I opened my eyes, I saw Kobra wrestling his brother to the floor and Ghoul in between Me and Blue Bottle, I couldn't see her clearly but well enough to tell her clothes were no longer blue but instead were blood-red...
For fuck sake Poison, there's killing and then there's man slaughter and I think you just crossed the line.
Notes
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11/24/13