"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
"You want me to believe what you've been saying don't you?" He was seating before the Governor and had been trying to talk him into see what he was seeing but the man wouldn't know but only what he knew. He was kinda fed up of trying to make the governor understand but he couldn't possibly tell him to go to hell. He would possibly never live to see the next day. Plus a man of such pedigree should be treated with apt respect of course. He picked up the cup of cappuccino before him and had a swig. He was more than thirsty and wanted to finish up everything at a time, but that would seem as though he had never eaten ever in his life. He wouldn't fiddle with that. The secretary had been excused. He was hoping that sooner or later that he would have his way with her. He had been longing for her. He didn't know why. He knew
"What the fuck are you trying to prove." The leader of the cops tried to find his word. Twas such a crazy act that he couldn't make meaning of. He had been trying to keep his calm but he couldn't possibly do that again. He had recently regained his balance and was trying to create an effect of course. He knew what he did want and how he was supposed to go for it. Even if he would get some things done, he ought not to despise the reality and the implications strapped to it. He could never keep ignoring. How possible would that be? He looked at the president. Twas obvious that the man had his heart in his mouth and was looking as though he would poo. His hear was making some rhythmic palpitations that he could hear and could urge his limps to pick sways to. That was how concerned and moved he was. The president w
"Who am I to speak to directly? Yourself or him?" The president asked pointing at the two of them at a time. He shouldn't be present with them at that moment but what was hao wasn't what he could just let slide. He needed to fix it. He would running for another tenure and earning the people's trust was his priority. Usually the game of the mind that everyone would be willing to play of course. He looked away from the fairy to the leader of the cops. They were only there in there. The president, the fairy and the cops. The president had asked to be left alone with the fellow for some few minutes before he would hop on some international meeting which he would be anchoring or something close to that. The Soviet Union had been testing his rage all the whiles but he had been keeping his
"Be careful with them all. Remember that they all have right and if you think you can mess with them, go ahead. Probably you would be turned into a cage for the parrot." The leader of the cops said as he stepped off the SUV. He was wearied but would never give it up like to his fellow. He didn't seem them as his subjects. He considered them as his co-workers. He believed that if they were not there, he wouldn't be able to do quite the numbers of things that would give him a reason to be that great or renowned. If that was what was said about the only cop who had won the international trust in ghost detective and attributive occurrences. It had been in the plan with the correspondent that they would be reporting to the agency immediately they were done with he shitty work. If after that, they were unable to apprehend the six couples, the case would had been called off.
"Why are you taking it lightly with these fellows?" The man seating next to the leader of the cops said. He was plumpy but with a small face. The eyes in the socket were too large for the face to bear and it made it seem as though the eyes were the lamp of his instinct. He had been bothered ever since they got on the SUV. He had wanted to talk but had been keeping his calm. Not actually because he had run outta words but because he needed something to stimulate the thoughts which had been severing his mercy. At back of the SUV were two other cops. One of cops had been in the car all along. Making three of them who had decided to follow the leader to the cinema. Twas quite an event that day but twas actually more than what it was. Two other vehicles followed from behind them. The one in the middle had two of the coupl
"Come over here, come over here!" A man who had been seating to the old woman who had been turned into a parrot waved towards the cops. The fairy wanted to stop him but didn't want to cause another havoc. He needed to be careful with whatever he would do, else he might live to regret it. He actually wouldn't want that to happen though. He looked hastily across the Cinema, sorting out with his gaze his mate. They meant so much to him though they hadn't been together since forever. He somewhat respect the spirit of friendship and would do anything for his friends. If not for that, he wouldn't be with the prince charming let alone get to meet the crazy family of Machli. That was not the good time for the thoughts. Machli and Madla were no longer at odds. They were looking towards him. That was what it was. They
"Some shitty movies these fellows do." The fairy looked at the other lady who was sitting by him. She was smiling at prolly everything which was watching. She seemed to be obviously enjoying it while he loathed it strongly. That was some conflict of interest and twas worst than whatever he could ever think worse. She didn't answer him. How would she? Even when she was a man, he wouldn't talk a lot. He would only observe and worry. That was all he was used to. That was what the prince charming loved doing. He should had been acquainted with it all of course. He waited a while if she was going to speak for real but she didn't. She looked beautiful too and he felt like kissing her. But he wouldn't. That was like ew! Why would he possibly think of that. He knew the implication of doing that. If he did kiss him, he would literally be kissin
"You want me to believe what you've been saying don't you?" He was seating before the Governor and had been trying to talk him into see what he was seeing but the man wouldn't know but only what he knew. He was kinda fed up of trying to make the governor understand but he couldn't possibly tell him to go to hell. He would possibly never live to see the next day. Plus a man of such pedigree should be treated with apt respect of course. He picked up the cup of cappuccino before him and had a swig. He was more than thirsty and wanted to finish up everything at a time, but that would seem as though he had never eaten ever in his life. He wouldn't fiddle with that. The secretary had been excused. He was hoping that sooner or later that he would have his way with her. He had been longing for her. He didn't know why. He knew
"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
"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