"Is this really necessary?" Battery Diamond spat on the ground at Fun Ghoul's feet, yanking the handcuffs that held her prisoner to the bed.
"Diamond, Honey, of course it is!" He laughed and winked at her. She yanked the chain one more time, kicking out at him as he walked toward the door.
"Fuck you! Fuck all of you! Goddammit! At least let me walk around, you bastard!" she yelled angrily. She sighed and blew her bangs out of her eyesight. Her mind wandered to the day she'd been caught. She was about to make a run into Battery City, and was stowing her motorcycle in a cave on the north aide of Zone 4. Just as she crept out, she was tripped and immeadiately held close to a very warm, firm body. She wriggled futilely, flinging her elbows back, hoping to find purchase.
"Shh!" a voice scolded, "Just chill for a sec. Look." He pointed towards the left side of the mouth of the cave. Battery watched as 6 Dracs got out of a white BL/ind van. Her eyes widedned in fear as they walked to her bike, examining it carefully. Those bastards! Her conscience screamed. SHe kicked and thrashed around after they left, her precious motorcycle being stolen by some filthy Drac. The man spun her around and looked her in the face.
"My name is Fun Ghoul. You're 3rd on Korse's most wanted list. You're gonna have to stay with us a while." He grinned slyly, slipping the handcuffs on her thin wrists, kissing her cheek quickly.
"Get. Off. Me." She grunted, thrusting her shoulder back.
"You need to chill, there, feisty. We're here to help. We're the good guys," He laughed.
"My ass!" Battery snapped.
"Well, it is pretty nice. Very squishy," He commented, pinching her butt for effect.
"Paws off, dickhead." She spat.
"Ooo, Battery Diamond's got some claws!" He remarked.
"I will use them if you touch me one more time, Fun Ghoul." She said loudly as they walked toward the tricked out Trans AM.
"This is bullshit," Battery muttered. A blonde haired man smiled at her from the back, patting the seat between them. She flopped down on the seat, and Fun Ghoul threw her rucksack between her feet on the floor. He then sat to her left, a careful gloved hand on her thigh, squeezing it every so often. When they arrived, the blonde guy took her hand and lead her out of the car. He turned to face her and said promptly,
"Kobra Kid. You're Battery Diamond, I'm guessing."
"Uhh, yeah. Am I in trouble?" She asked cautiously.
"Far from it, my dear. Far from it." And with that, he slid an arm around her waist and led her inside.
"B! Dinnerrrrrrr time!" Fun Ghoul burst through the door and did a little dance, jolting Battery Diamond back to here, to now. She looked up at him and laughed.
"What's up, buttercup?" He giggled and uncuffed her from the bed, but held her arm in his left hand- for good measure. Fun Ghoul led her to the kitchen, (or what was left of it) and grabbed a beer from the icebox. He held it our to her, and she took it greatfully, popping the top and sipping the lukewarm fizz. She smiled sheepishly as a little drop dripped down her chest, glistening in the evening desert heat. Kobra Kid walked in and licked it off her collar bone, and then slung his arm around her shoulder.
"You're treating our little kitten with care, right, Fun Ghoul?" He asked, blowing a bubble with his gum.
"With utmost care, double K." Fun replied, a smile dancing on his lips. B hadn't formally met Party Poison of Jet Star yet, but was comfortable around Fun and Kobra. Kobra offered her a seat on his lap, which she declined. She flung herself down on the seat next to him, kicking her feet up on the table. Tiny grains of sand fell from her boots as she did so.
"Feet off the table, B." Party Poison chided, flicking hair out of his face as he walked over.
"Make me," she spat casually to the side. Party Poson forcefully shoved her feet to the right, so they fell off the table. Battery's eyes narrowed in resent.
"Dick." she mumbled. Party Poison simply winked at her and stuck out his tongue.
"Where's Jet?" Poison asked, directing the inquiry at his brother.
"Err, I dunno. I think he's downstairs, playing some tunes. LIstening to the radio." He chuckled.
"Oh, well. Someone needs to go get him. Nose goes!" His index flew to his nose, followed by Kobra Kid and Battery Diamond. Fun Ghoul's eyes widened.
"Mutiny! You assholes! I was deep in thought!" He croaked. They laughed while Fun got up from his chair all dramatic-like. He ran his hands through his hair, rolling his eyes and sighing.
"Fine." So Fun Ghoul went downstairs, mumbling as he went. Battery Diamond wandered over to the ratty couch and floped onto it. Kobra came and sat next to her. She leaned her head on his head affectionately.
"I'm sleepy." She murmured
"I know, hun. We're working on finding a steady, safe hideout. Then you can really rest. We're on the run for now, babe." He rested his cheek on her head. She closed her eyes wishing for a monogamous relationship again. I've been a sex kitten for a loooooooong time. she thought. Kobra Kid lifted his head and looked at her. He smiled, kissed her nose, and scootched to the edge of the couch, beckoning her forward. She crawled up next to him and presently fell asleep.