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AN: this is my first fic so um any comments are welcome. If its really bad I'll just go back to my hermit hut… um
/ phone convo
'' thoughts
Five by five enterprise.
Whatever the time or weather, we'll find it and deliver…
"Oh come on!" The red head panted as she attempted to run down the cluttered alleyway, her shoes slipping on the decaying refuse that littered the floor, a small brown paper bound package was clutched to her chest. Looking over her shoulder the young woman didn't see the kitchen sink which was perched quite contently if not haphazardly on top of the rest of the crap. With a surprised grunt she kicked the completely innocent sink and fell forwards, forgetting about the very important object in her hands, she wind milled her arms. The parcel flew from her clammy fingers reaching maximum velocity it hit a nearby dumpster. "Oops" the semi submerged redhead said biting her lip, and looking around guiltily, rolling her eyes she extracted herself from her impromptu porcelain embrace, "love you too Mr or um Miss sink but you're just not my type, inanimate object and all, well that and now isn't a really a good time, I'm kind of at work right now…" The sound of heavy footfalls silenced the babbling redhead her eyes widened when she realized that she had ran down a dead end. "Damn you, you wooing glorified bucket." She growled as she searched for a place to hide, frantically she scrabbled towards the slightly dented package and dumpster. Muttering a hurried warning to the hulked out bin she held her nose and wiggled under pulling the off colour box with her. 'Easy job she said. I'll be right outside she said, I'll pick you up she said oh goddess I'm channeling Yoda, Faith you are so going down.'
A grumbling brunette sat down on a couch that had seen better days, to look at it a person would think that it was held together by gaffer tape and gum, in truth it was. Resting her aching feet the twenty something woman reached over to a crappy make shift table made from busted TV's and a door. The woman had begun to worry, Faith and Willow should have been back by now. Straightening out her old vintage dress she grabbed the phone she pressed speed dial, after the fourth ring a distracted Faith answered / Yo, Five by Five enterprise, Faith speaking…/ "it's Anya. Where are you two?" /two?/ "yes you and Willow." /Crap./ the line went dead. Sighing Anya put the receiver back "just think of the money…"
Saying a brief thanks to anyone listening the redhead slowly extracted herself from underneath the dripping dumpster mindful to the avoid putting her hand through the furry chicken carcass, again. Breathing relatively fresh air, she pouted before unsuccessfully attempting to brush the sticky gloop from herself and her package; in reality she just ended up smearing more in. 'I smell worse than the dumpster, eh,' she looked down at the small box in her hands 'all this for a stupid ashtray, honestly just buy a new one, well we might have to…' with one last failed attempt at vanity, she made her way back to the street, this time avoiding the over-friendly sink.
The redhead walked down deserted street looking at her grimy watch , 'it's 6.30 who in their right mind would be out at this ungodly hour, it's not daytime until at least, 14.00' she grumbled to herself. Approaching the Toyota pickup she heard her partner in crime shout out to her "hey Red what took you so long?"
"Screw you Faith" she spat. At her probably soon to be ex-friend.
The leather clad woman eyed Willow over, grimacing "not lookin' like that, hell Red. What happened, you fighting the bin men again? Cause you look wicked bad." The filthy redhead growled at Faith's comment; ripping open the passenger door she jumped in. Or at least tried, Willow missed the steep step and banged her shins on the step board. Cursing whilst Faith jumped with ease into the driver's side.
"That's not fair" Willow said to her hysterical friend, looking into the foot well she spotted the package as did Faith.
"Hell no Red, you didn't break it did ya?"
"um noooo, I er, just placed it gently down there so that I wouldn't um drop it or anything" Looking at Faith's pale face she added "honest…" at Faith's horrified expression Willow jumped into the cab causing a crunch. Wincing both girls bit their lips.
"Damn".