06-21-2017, 07:01 PM
“Ugh,” I groaned, “how far are we supposed to go to get to the drop, anyway?”
“This far!” Graw answered excitedly, tracing a line from our location to our goal with her finger. I fixed her with a blank look, but it was hard to stay mad at someone so proud of themselves.
“It’ss at the other end of the island, sso I’m gonna go with REALLY fu-AHH-cking far,” Cell answered, shaking off the dizziness that came with an electric shock. “Too bad none of uss can fly.”
“Those wings of yours don’t unfurl into majestic slash terrifying ladybug wings?” I chuckled, glancing around the vacant street. “Leave it to Archer, folks. I definitely don’t plan to hoof it across this whole godforsaken island.”
Another half-a-block stroll and I found our solution, a modern-looking black jeep with the top removed, parked outside a convenience store. Not my first choice of vehicle, but given that time was of the essence and I couldn’t spot any Porsches for the next few blocks, function over form. I sighed as I remembered Genie, parked uselessly in the Nexus. I’ll come back for you, baby.
“You would choosse the only toplesss car,” Cell said, eliciting a snicker. “Oh, the keyss are in the ignition, lucky uss,” the insectoid reached in and tugged them from the ignition.
“I’m starting to think everything on this island is just planted conveniently so that the viewers get a good show,” I observed. Watching a couple of randoms try to hotwire a vehicle would get old after the first few minutes.
“Can I drive?!” Graw spoke up, bounding energetically to the driver’s side.
“Noooooo,” I said, snatching the keys from Cell and hopping through the window. “I’m driving.”
“But you said I gave you a really bad headache,” Graw pouted, before quickly shrugging and hopping into the back seat with gusto a moment later. Can’t keep a good abomination down, apparently.
“According to Bugsy it’s just a ‘widdle headache’, so I’ll be fine. Besides, he’s missing an eye and you’re...well, you.”
“Really eloquent, Agent Jackasss.”
A pause.
“No shock?” I inquired, waiting for the usual zap.
“What? It’ss an animal.”
“This far!” Graw answered excitedly, tracing a line from our location to our goal with her finger. I fixed her with a blank look, but it was hard to stay mad at someone so proud of themselves.
“It’ss at the other end of the island, sso I’m gonna go with REALLY fu-AHH-cking far,” Cell answered, shaking off the dizziness that came with an electric shock. “Too bad none of uss can fly.”
“Those wings of yours don’t unfurl into majestic slash terrifying ladybug wings?” I chuckled, glancing around the vacant street. “Leave it to Archer, folks. I definitely don’t plan to hoof it across this whole godforsaken island.”
Another half-a-block stroll and I found our solution, a modern-looking black jeep with the top removed, parked outside a convenience store. Not my first choice of vehicle, but given that time was of the essence and I couldn’t spot any Porsches for the next few blocks, function over form. I sighed as I remembered Genie, parked uselessly in the Nexus. I’ll come back for you, baby.
“You would choosse the only toplesss car,” Cell said, eliciting a snicker. “Oh, the keyss are in the ignition, lucky uss,” the insectoid reached in and tugged them from the ignition.
“I’m starting to think everything on this island is just planted conveniently so that the viewers get a good show,” I observed. Watching a couple of randoms try to hotwire a vehicle would get old after the first few minutes.
“Can I drive?!” Graw spoke up, bounding energetically to the driver’s side.
“Noooooo,” I said, snatching the keys from Cell and hopping through the window. “I’m driving.”
“But you said I gave you a really bad headache,” Graw pouted, before quickly shrugging and hopping into the back seat with gusto a moment later. Can’t keep a good abomination down, apparently.
“According to Bugsy it’s just a ‘widdle headache’, so I’ll be fine. Besides, he’s missing an eye and you’re...well, you.”
“Really eloquent, Agent Jackasss.”
A pause.
“No shock?” I inquired, waiting for the usual zap.
“What? It’ss an animal.”
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