She shook herself free of those thoughts and began to board up windows. বেজি was somewhat content with herself for a while. She was beginning to relax until a certain green-haired menace began to skip around her. She frowned in confusion, and then felt aggravated. She couldn't even move, he skipped so quickly around her. She felt her self-control begin to bend. It was two years since Cain joined their trio. It was his fault they were sent to Alcatraz. It was his fault her best friend didn't like her anymore.
"All around the Mullberry bush, the monkey chased the Weasel~" he sang. It was all his fault. He was the stupid one. He was the one that ruined it all. He was the meanest, lowest, rudest, ludest, crudest...
"POP GOES THE WEASEL!" he yelled as he popped her upside the head. He didn't have time to relish in the fact that he bopped her really well, because she swung around and decked him right in the face. With a satisfying 'whack', he fell to the floor, and she dashed. Al's head snapped in the direction of her retreating form, and then snapped towards Cain. He narrowed his eyes at the man on the floor, with a bloody nose. He stalked over to him and glared soulfully.
"I don't care what আপনি did. All I care about is her safety. It is all your fault that she ran off, so go get her back before I decide to wring out your neck. If she dies before আপনি get to her, we will build the plane and leave আপনি here to die. Go."
Cain scrambled after Weasel.
She was blue. Her body was safe, and she was turning on the strange soda machine in the office called 'Speed Cola'. She heard Cain calling her name and she quickly made it to her body. She revived herself when Cain came upon her body.
"WHAT DO আপনি WANT, CAIN?! Want to hit me again?! Here!" She tilted her head in his direction. "TAKE A SWING."
He was impressed with her anger... but it would get old fast. He slowly approached her and put his hands on her shoulders. She looked up at him, unshed tears in her eyes and her eyebrows still set in a hard frown.
"I'm sorry," he said, perfectly audible and completely serious. "You have earned my respect, Yxari."
Neither of them noticed the paint outline of a নেকড়ে head on the wall.
Her frown dropped. "W-What?" she asked. "Cain! Behind you!" She took aim and shot the zombie behind him. An explosion happened. The নেকড়ে head painting on the দেওয়াল turned to a real নেকড়ে head, causing a microscopic sonic boom. Cain took a hold of her and took most of the fall damage. He landed on his back and she quickly got off of him, shooting at not only the undead, but this নেকড়ে head on the wall. Seeing as shooting it was no good, she just stared as the নেকড়ে sucked the dead zombies off of the ground and into his mouth, destroying them with his teeth. Cain tugged softly at her jacket, which was when she noticed that her hat was gone. She turned around to look for it when Cain handed it to her. She thanked him and they headed back.
Nazareth was standing দ্বারা the doorway, in near-complete shock. When বেজি was in sight, he reeled again. Al had just let the cat out of the bag, told him what neither বেজি nor Cain knew. He couldn't believe it had been so obvious all this time. He took a closer look at Weasel's face. /It was so obvious.../ She gave him a confused look.
"Naz, are আপনি ok?" she asked. He nodded, not making a sound. Cain looked into the Office. Al stared right back, a condescending air about him.
"There's a weird dog thing back that way..." Cain supplied, pointing a thumb behind him.
"Yeah, we heard the howl." Al walked over to বেজি and tipped her chin up at him, inspecting her. "Are আপনি hurt?" She shook her head no. "And take that জ্যাকেট off. You'll get a heat stroke."
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, mum." She shrugged the dark grey প্রবন্ধ off of her shoulders before tying it around her waist. Naz shook his head.
"That's gonna get her killed... It'll snag on something... Like what if one of us turns it on and she's snagged on the gate... It would tear her in half. Just leave it here, Yxari." Al ripped the জ্যাকেট off and threw it out the open window.
"Guys, guys, guys, back on task. How are we getting the engine from behind the door?" They all turned their attention to the radiating, electricly charged door.
"All around the Mullberry bush, the monkey chased the Weasel~" he sang. It was all his fault. He was the stupid one. He was the one that ruined it all. He was the meanest, lowest, rudest, ludest, crudest...
"POP GOES THE WEASEL!" he yelled as he popped her upside the head. He didn't have time to relish in the fact that he bopped her really well, because she swung around and decked him right in the face. With a satisfying 'whack', he fell to the floor, and she dashed. Al's head snapped in the direction of her retreating form, and then snapped towards Cain. He narrowed his eyes at the man on the floor, with a bloody nose. He stalked over to him and glared soulfully.
"I don't care what আপনি did. All I care about is her safety. It is all your fault that she ran off, so go get her back before I decide to wring out your neck. If she dies before আপনি get to her, we will build the plane and leave আপনি here to die. Go."
Cain scrambled after Weasel.
She was blue. Her body was safe, and she was turning on the strange soda machine in the office called 'Speed Cola'. She heard Cain calling her name and she quickly made it to her body. She revived herself when Cain came upon her body.
"WHAT DO আপনি WANT, CAIN?! Want to hit me again?! Here!" She tilted her head in his direction. "TAKE A SWING."
He was impressed with her anger... but it would get old fast. He slowly approached her and put his hands on her shoulders. She looked up at him, unshed tears in her eyes and her eyebrows still set in a hard frown.
"I'm sorry," he said, perfectly audible and completely serious. "You have earned my respect, Yxari."
Neither of them noticed the paint outline of a নেকড়ে head on the wall.
Her frown dropped. "W-What?" she asked. "Cain! Behind you!" She took aim and shot the zombie behind him. An explosion happened. The নেকড়ে head painting on the দেওয়াল turned to a real নেকড়ে head, causing a microscopic sonic boom. Cain took a hold of her and took most of the fall damage. He landed on his back and she quickly got off of him, shooting at not only the undead, but this নেকড়ে head on the wall. Seeing as shooting it was no good, she just stared as the নেকড়ে sucked the dead zombies off of the ground and into his mouth, destroying them with his teeth. Cain tugged softly at her jacket, which was when she noticed that her hat was gone. She turned around to look for it when Cain handed it to her. She thanked him and they headed back.
Nazareth was standing দ্বারা the doorway, in near-complete shock. When বেজি was in sight, he reeled again. Al had just let the cat out of the bag, told him what neither বেজি nor Cain knew. He couldn't believe it had been so obvious all this time. He took a closer look at Weasel's face. /It was so obvious.../ She gave him a confused look.
"Naz, are আপনি ok?" she asked. He nodded, not making a sound. Cain looked into the Office. Al stared right back, a condescending air about him.
"There's a weird dog thing back that way..." Cain supplied, pointing a thumb behind him.
"Yeah, we heard the howl." Al walked over to বেজি and tipped her chin up at him, inspecting her. "Are আপনি hurt?" She shook her head no. "And take that জ্যাকেট off. You'll get a heat stroke."
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, mum." She shrugged the dark grey প্রবন্ধ off of her shoulders before tying it around her waist. Naz shook his head.
"That's gonna get her killed... It'll snag on something... Like what if one of us turns it on and she's snagged on the gate... It would tear her in half. Just leave it here, Yxari." Al ripped the জ্যাকেট off and threw it out the open window.
"Guys, guys, guys, back on task. How are we getting the engine from behind the door?" They all turned their attention to the radiating, electricly charged door.