The Day I met KiKi
I expected it to be a normal night in New York, you know , the usual, crowded, people going about their miserable lives. Yeah I decided to go to the bar that night. Partly because I was sick of sitting down in the old sewer den, but mostly because I was sick of Leo's Little-Goodie-Two-Shoes bullshit, and his cheesy Lessons on Life. So I decided to ditch that old sewer den and go out and have some fun at the bar getting in a fight or something. Well there I was sitting in the corner chugging down a Miller, waighting for someone who would want to pick a fight with me (you know the type), When suddenly the door slammed. I then caught the luring scent of a female. I looked up to see her. She had a lean fit look to her behind that leather coat. I watched as she walked by, her knee high boots made heavy click on the tiled floor and her walk had a feisty snap to it. Her body was nothing short of perfection and in fact like nothing I have ever seen before. Then I saw her face. She turned her head and I caught a glimpse of her shining lips which had a set of gleaming, FANGS? Wow this one was mine. I would never find one like that. EVER. I had to say something but what? I looked at her deep blue eyes and got all nervous. Holy shit. Lord help me. She looked the other way and blinked her long black eyelashes. Now this was getting serious. Time was running out. I couldn't let this one get away. She will be the first and the only. She got up and walked past me, into the back room. I could tell she was a pistol. Suddenly a guy got up from his chair and followed her into the room. My blood started to pump rapidly from the rage. I was going to get up when the guy suddenly came flying through the doorway as if launched by some unexplainable force. He landed on the floor and lay there unconscious with a huge gash under his left eye. This was going to get interesting. Another guy went into there and was immediately launched back out. His face was a bloody mess with huge gashes too. Gueeze. Then after I thought I saw it all, a weird hunchbacked creature walked into the bar with his disco platforms clunking on the floor. He only had one good eye which kinda bulged out. It was yellow. He had greyish skin with purple lips sandwiched over a row of rock-like teeth. Speaking of sandwich, that is what his face looked like. He smelled like mold and old after shave. Bad Combo. Followed the path of unconscious bodies and into the back room. I grinned, expecting that old hunchback to come flying out onto the rest of the beaten bodies. But it didn't. I waited for a while and decided to investigate. I put my ear next to the cracked door and actually hear she and that thing taking to each other. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. " Oh Egor hi! Oh I see you are all dressed up. Good work Egor! " Good God! is what I said. "Egor love dressy! Egor go bar hopping with KiKi." said the thing. I told myself "Raph, Your going in!". I was scared. After a couple more considerations I just gained up my courage and threw that door open, knocking the hunchback on the floor where he just kinda rolled there like nothing even happened. I looked at her. She looked at me. Then when I least expected it, she flew at me and sent me sailing through the air with a powerful high-heeled kick. I opened my eyes as I lay on the floor, all bruised from hitting the pool table on my way down. Ahh huh Owwwwww. Gueezze. The whole room was spinning. I got up and started toward the door but I was walking all crooked either from the beer or the kick. Both, I guess. I got to the doorway and tried to look at her again. I was ready for this one. WHHAAMMM!!! Owwww, shit, I guess not. This time I felt like I busted my jaw on the countertop. I lay there for a couple of seconds and peeled myself from the floor. It took me a couple of times. I saw her help the hunchback up and then look at me to see If I was conscious. I looked up at her and eventually kneeled on the floor. "Get up You've Gotta Be Kidding!" I said to myself. Come on Raph you can do it. I saw her crack half of a smile and look at the hunchback. She nodded. Then she started to walk toward me. I was busted up and in serious pain but I knew that if I gave up she would be gone. I would have to take this one. Right when I thought she was going to send me flying, she threw out her hand and helped me to my feet. "Hi I'm KiKi Robinson and this is my friend Egor Van Tassle" she said. " I'm Raphael" I mumbled. I couldn't believe it. She was talking to me. Actually at the time I couldn't believe that I was even alive. "Are you from around here? We need to know our way through this crazy city. We are not from around here." She asked. Of course I was more than happy to respond. " Yeah I've lived here all my life. I could show you around I suppose" I said. Success. Bingo. Cha ching! We walked out of the bar and I showed them around. Of course we talked for a couple of hours at their apartment on Hennepin Avenue. I mean why wouldn't we? I couldn't believe that she actually talked to me. I mean who wouldn't? Actually at the time I couldn't believe she beat me up and the talked to me and the fact that I was still alive. I was more than happy to ask her out to dinner but even happier when she said "That would be great. See yah tomorrow Raphael! Oh, and sorry about that little dispute at the bar. You have no idea how I get."
But I did.
And that's how I met KiKi.
And yes she is a pistol.
I expected it to be a normal night in New York, you know , the usual, crowded, people going about their miserable lives. Yeah I decided to go to the bar that night. Partly because I was sick of sitting down in the old sewer den, but mostly because I was sick of Leo's Little-Goodie-Two-Shoes bullshit, and his cheesy Lessons on Life. So I decided to ditch that old sewer den and go out and have some fun at the bar getting in a fight or something. Well there I was sitting in the corner chugging down a Miller, waighting for someone who would want to pick a fight with me (you know the type), When suddenly the door slammed. I then caught the luring scent of a female. I looked up to see her. She had a lean fit look to her behind that leather coat. I watched as she walked by, her knee high boots made heavy click on the tiled floor and her walk had a feisty snap to it. Her body was nothing short of perfection and in fact like nothing I have ever seen before. Then I saw her face. She turned her head and I caught a glimpse of her shining lips which had a set of gleaming, FANGS? Wow this one was mine. I would never find one like that. EVER. I had to say something but what? I looked at her deep blue eyes and got all nervous. Holy shit. Lord help me. She looked the other way and blinked her long black eyelashes. Now this was getting serious. Time was running out. I couldn't let this one get away. She will be the first and the only. She got up and walked past me, into the back room. I could tell she was a pistol. Suddenly a guy got up from his chair and followed her into the room. My blood started to pump rapidly from the rage. I was going to get up when the guy suddenly came flying through the doorway as if launched by some unexplainable force. He landed on the floor and lay there unconscious with a huge gash under his left eye. This was going to get interesting. Another guy went into there and was immediately launched back out. His face was a bloody mess with huge gashes too. Gueeze. Then after I thought I saw it all, a weird hunchbacked creature walked into the bar with his disco platforms clunking on the floor. He only had one good eye which kinda bulged out. It was yellow. He had greyish skin with purple lips sandwiched over a row of rock-like teeth. Speaking of sandwich, that is what his face looked like. He smelled like mold and old after shave. Bad Combo. Followed the path of unconscious bodies and into the back room. I grinned, expecting that old hunchback to come flying out onto the rest of the beaten bodies. But it didn't. I waited for a while and decided to investigate. I put my ear next to the cracked door and actually hear she and that thing taking to each other. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. " Oh Egor hi! Oh I see you are all dressed up. Good work Egor! " Good God! is what I said. "Egor love dressy! Egor go bar hopping with KiKi." said the thing. I told myself "Raph, Your going in!". I was scared. After a couple more considerations I just gained up my courage and threw that door open, knocking the hunchback on the floor where he just kinda rolled there like nothing even happened. I looked at her. She looked at me. Then when I least expected it, she flew at me and sent me sailing through the air with a powerful high-heeled kick. I opened my eyes as I lay on the floor, all bruised from hitting the pool table on my way down. Ahh huh Owwwwww. Gueezze. The whole room was spinning. I got up and started toward the door but I was walking all crooked either from the beer or the kick. Both, I guess. I got to the doorway and tried to look at her again. I was ready for this one. WHHAAMMM!!! Owwww, shit, I guess not. This time I felt like I busted my jaw on the countertop. I lay there for a couple of seconds and peeled myself from the floor. It took me a couple of times. I saw her help the hunchback up and then look at me to see If I was conscious. I looked up at her and eventually kneeled on the floor. "Get up You've Gotta Be Kidding!" I said to myself. Come on Raph you can do it. I saw her crack half of a smile and look at the hunchback. She nodded. Then she started to walk toward me. I was busted up and in serious pain but I knew that if I gave up she would be gone. I would have to take this one. Right when I thought she was going to send me flying, she threw out her hand and helped me to my feet. "Hi I'm KiKi Robinson and this is my friend Egor Van Tassle" she said. " I'm Raphael" I mumbled. I couldn't believe it. She was talking to me. Actually at the time I couldn't believe that I was even alive. "Are you from around here? We need to know our way through this crazy city. We are not from around here." She asked. Of course I was more than happy to respond. " Yeah I've lived here all my life. I could show you around I suppose" I said. Success. Bingo. Cha ching! We walked out of the bar and I showed them around. Of course we talked for a couple of hours at their apartment on Hennepin Avenue. I mean why wouldn't we? I couldn't believe that she actually talked to me. I mean who wouldn't? Actually at the time I couldn't believe she beat me up and the talked to me and the fact that I was still alive. I was more than happy to ask her out to dinner but even happier when she said "That would be great. See yah tomorrow Raphael! Oh, and sorry about that little dispute at the bar. You have no idea how I get."
But I did.
And that's how I met KiKi.
And yes she is a pistol.