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Post by Shawn on Aug 29, 2011 3:11:56 GMT -5
Quentin glared daggers at Myra after she threw his CD at him. He had spent at least four hours making that mix and now, he slowly picked it up of the floor of the car and looked at it, yup it had scratches. She had also threatened to shoot him in the foot. “I'm sensing some hostility from you My, and it's difficult for me to think in such an antagonistic environment. You know threatening to shoot people is in fact not a desirable method of social interaction and sane people usually just hit the skip button rather than throwing things.” Q said in a most informative tone before grabbing a handful of gummy worms and shoving them into his mouth. Q chewed loudly on the candy for a second and continued talking as he chewed. “You know there really is a Harry Potter puppet show on the internet right? Potter Puppet Pals?” He explained as he proceeded to go to the website and play the episode in which the Harry and Ron puppets continuously poke Snake while saying bother. “See isn't it epic?” He asked as small pieces of half chewed flew out of his mouth while he talked.
Jayne kept his focus on the road trying to ignore Q and Myra. Q was still rambling nonstop about god knows what and Myra had taken away Q's music, so he doubted Q would be quiet anytime soon. Myra suddenly chuckled he glanced over at her wondering what was so funny but deciding he didn't really want to know what was going on in her mind. “While you were at the mall you didn't happen to pick up any duct tape did you?” Jayne asked Myra before glancing over at Q. “I could come in handy you know.” He said slightly annoyed. He wondered how close they were to Rayne and Ice, he wanted to finish this job soon and get paid. There was a gun he'd had his eye on for a while and he was more than ready to that beautiful piece of metal to his collection.
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Post by Chris on Sept 7, 2011 1:04:41 GMT -5
Ice had just found a can of pop in the fridge and popped the top on it when she heard Gator call Guy Cosmo. Ice coughed, choking on the pop and her hand over her mouth. Then just a second later her shoulders started shaking as she burst out laughing. "Cosmo?!" she repeated in between laughs. Cosmo, THAT was Guy's real name? Oh this was just too good.
Jaz wrinkled her nose when she heard the story behind Gator's nickname. She'd suspected that Gator wasn't his really name -who named their kid Gator?- but he got because he wrestler an alligator? "Why would anyone wrestle an alligator?" Jaz asked. "Alligators are kind of cute. If they're not trying to eat you, that is. But then why would you walk up an alligator?" she mused and ignored the slightly baffled look Ice shot her.
Ice had just barely gotten her laughter under control when Gator then went on to talk about some time that Gator and some guy named Bobby got Guy to wear a dress and make-up. That brought on another round of cackling from Ice. Which was unusual for Ice to laugh, even rarer for her to laugh that much.
"Cousins? Oh this just keeps getting better and better," Ice said, finally getting her laughter somewhat under control. Ice sat the pop can down on counter and walked over to Gator, putting her arm around his shoulders. "Gator, you and I are going to be the best of friends," she said, grinning widely. "We have a common goal of driving Guy. . . no, Cosmo, insane," she chuckled. "I really hope you have a picture around here somewhere of him in that dress and make-up," she chuckled.
Dropping her arm, Ice walked back over and crossed her arms, leaning her hip against the sink as she looked at Guy. "Cosmo, huh?" she said. The evil look in her eye would tell anyone that looked close enough that she wouldn't be letting Guy live this one down. "That reminds me of that character from The Fairy Oddparents," she said. "That's what I'm gong to start calling you; Fairy Princess Cosmo," Ice said, barely holding her laughter back enough to be able to taunt Guy.
Jaz decided to chime in at that point. "Why would you wear a dress?" she had to ask.
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Post by Chris on Sept 7, 2011 1:14:02 GMT -5
Myra snorted when Quentin said that he was sensing some hostility from her. "Only a little? Damn, I didn't mean to subtle," she quipped. "And sane people don't keep annoy people with guns," she added, rolling her eyes. Mental note to self; find who had came up with the idea of sending Q along with them and kill them. At the screen Q brought up, of the Harry Potter Puppet Show, Myra actually cringed. "Oh good God, that's worse then zombie guts," she grumbled under her breath, turning around in her seat to avoid seeing that. If he started a Twilight shadow puppet show, she would shoot him dead on the spot.
At first when Jayne asked about duct tape, Myra blinked blankly at him. What the hell would. . . oh. Q. Jayne just instantly earned himself a few points with Myra. "No, sadly I'm currently out of duct tape, but you have my permission to pull over at the first place you think carries it and I'll get as much as they have in stock," she said, grinning wickedly at the idea of using said duct tape on Q. Yes, that would solve a nice majority of her problems.
Picking up the tracking thingy that Q had gave her, Myra studied the screen for a long moment. "Pull over there," she said suddenly, nodding her head to the side of the road right off of a dirt road. "According to this, they're just down that road," Myra explained, briefly showing Jayne the screen. "We should sneak up on foot. They might hear the car drive up," she added, already putting the tracking thing down and pulling her gun out.
While waiting on Jayne to pull the car over, Myra turned in her seat and frowned at Q. "You," she warned, pointing her finger at him, "better stay out of the way and not cause me any problems," she warned.
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