"You don't do like that around here."
The lady said to the fairy, helping him to the seat. They had brushed off the topic and had gone out of the dance club. The fellows they had gone there for were exactly those who came to their aid.
There was a cafeteria opposite the dance club. That was where the couple had taken them to. If not for consciousness and some traits of patience, the fairy would had ran into a car driven by someone being inflected by the same odds as he.
The fairy sat, looking at the lady as though she was some cake he would love to gobble down quickly in a swallow. He held unto her closely. You should expect of course, her husband was on her again and boom! The face of the fairy was brushed.
"Hey, easy with him."
That was the prince charming. Wh
"Who are you and what are you doing here this early?" The man who used to be drunk said. Even the waiter. He was looking perky and his clothes were obviously rumpled. He shook off the remnants of sleep over his eyelids as though they were something visible. Then he shook the fairy. The fairy murmured. He should be in his right mind at that moment. He opened his eyes and seemed to respond to the shaking and pulling of the man standing before him. "What's wrong here? Where am I?" He pushed the man shaking him aside. Was he a pyschopath or something? Of all the things on earth, why would he shake him in such manner from sleep. He pushed him away and the man made a thud on the floor. The prince charming who was just watching from the counter fought his w
"Come over here and leave your statement." The fairy looked at the remaining two. He had no idea what to write but he knew what he could. He would manipulate one of the two guys who had caused the whole shit. He hoped that he would not be figure out. The lady cop who was a little bit fatter than the other guy who had come to apprehend them after the defected ones, ate him up with a odd ogle. That was never a good sign. He watched the waiter and waitress take their turn in writing. He would figure out what to do. If the worst would come, he would work his way around it. He was that seasoned. Majority of the cops there had their eyes on them. He didn't know why some people could never just min their fucking businesses. He should be forced to work some alakazam on them, but he wanted to catch some fun of course.
"Where do you have it?" He cursed. That was like the fourth time he had said that. He kept on swearing as he paced down and forth. He was blazing. Like his eyes were burning though twas veiled to both the cops and his mates. He actually didn't know why he was being so particular about the whole thing. He wasn't really affected directly, twas just some related shit. Probably there was more to it that he could feel but was too weak or busy to admit. She looked through all the folks present. There seemed to be much that he was missing out on. That was some speck of dust. "Ok now, man. Let's go to the jail." He looked at the cop who actually was the lead of the team. It seemed to him as though the fellow had just spoken in tongues or had
"The fuck!!" The man thought he was going to lose his face to the pressure of the tiger who had leapt on him. He staggered back and went down on his back. Its weight was too burdening that he couldn't stand it. He tried to fight it off himself. He was shocked. The tiger didn't intend to bite. Twas merely just on him. He didn't know what it was trying to do. Like did it leap at him to hug him or something? That seemed really ridiculous. He had never heard of where a tiger leapt on some to greet or hug such. Probably he was just too lucky. He waved the tiger off. It climbed off him willingly. His heart that had been doing a crazy spree of thumping seemed to meet with the normal trend. The cops who had been terrified seemed to be getting back there old selves. That was as crazy as it could had been.
"Be careful with the mates else we gon regret doing this." His gaze on the partner went mind. He was sure to note that the fellow had made the apt meaning he wanted to put across. He wouldn't want to repeat himself over and over again to him. The guy nodded in agreement. He didn't know if he really did mean it. He knew that he could talk a lot and could possibly say what he wasn't supposed to. Lambz was tempted to make him stay in the van but that would be prettily betraying and belittling. He didn't want to make the fellow feel bad. There was a last thud and bang from the back of the van. It wasn't really like a booth. There was no seat except the one at the front. Therefore the remaining part of the van was empty and could be tantamount to a booth. He didn't know what the tigers were doing, making bangs and thuds o
"Wait a while." He didn't pay attention to her. He seemed to had been bankrupted. Like he was on red and couldn't possibly pay the attention he didn't have. Probably he would borrow from quite the numbers of people who were more influential and wealthier. That should be some pull and should help. He was already in the building. He didn't know how to navigate his way through the all sections and get to where he had in mind. He could never do it alone. That was the only fact he didn't know what to knuckle under. He knew why he was doing exactly that. If he allowed the six young people into the building, especially the wierdest amongst them, he would be left with nothing to prove. The fellow could work his magic like he had done outside few moments ago. He knew that to the secretary of the Governor, he seemed psychotic.
"Hello! Could you confirm if there are any six people checked in and where they are at the moment." One of the technical guys said as he fixed the telephone into its place again. Lambz had no idea what he had meant by that. He remembered that he had told that some six folks came there. What was whoever he had called going to confirm then?. Like he didn't believe him. He had told him to play and replay the footage over and over again. There was nothing to show for. He was so glad that he made the lady stay. If he hadn't stayed the secretary, he probably wouldn't have been able defend himself before the crazy and annoying technical guys. "What do we do now?" She made confetti of the silence. He looked at her. Her lips were red and soft. He felt like tasting them. But he must be crazy to think that way in such mo
"What the fuck was he thinking?" He kept on walking. It seemed as though he was going to go insane. That was what seemed to be happening to him. He saw nothing odd about it. No! Twas odd of course. He shouldn't feel that way. No! He should. That was how confused he was. He didn't know why he felt that sad, bitter and violated. He was feeling like he owned the lady and should be the only one who should have an access to her. That should be some truth though but he wasn't sure if he was making real sense. His heart ache heavily and it seemed as though he was hurting himself more than he was helping. Was he even helping. Yup! He tried to help. By leaving there. If he hadn't left that place, he probably would had done what he wasn't supposed to do and that probably would had led to what would be suicidal or he might regret at the latter days. He didn't