People's, Full length story. Full length story, people's.
Have you two met before?
So anyway this story was inspired by Crazy-Pairing-Girl's review to my story Penguins Of Madagascar StoryOmatic.
I honestly saw it and went
O.O
I want. To do. That story.
So here it is! Trololololo! I love inventing complete randoms! Too much fun, too much fun.
The morning sun was warm on his back as he approached the metal gates of the junkyard, trainers kicking up dust as he approached the towering fences. The sky overhead was a clear faded blue, a faint wash of orangey clouds like a streak of paint on the horizon. The scene would have been perfect if not for the barbed gates and piles of ash, broken metal and cars.
Just as he was reaching for the buzzer he was stopped by a faint swish and the sound of Heavy rock music drifting down from above. Leaning back he looked up just as laughter joined in with the screaming vocals.
"I'll pay you not to touch that buzzer bro." The girl was leaning out the window, arms crossed over the wonky brick work, dark hair tugged into a loose side ponytail as she grinned down at him. "You here to make more spazzo inventions?"
He raised an eye-brow. "On the contraire Sparky, I am actually here for car-parts. A friend of mine has been having car trouble."
He almost cracked up laughing at the lie. Car trouble? More like Rico attempting to teach Private to drive in the teams pink flowery jeep out on a country road and crashing into an oak tree because they were arguing over whether it was drizzling or raining.
"Oh oh oh." The girl chuckled, leaning even further out the window. "Going deep into Sebastians territory Ay? Give him a kiss from me!" She teased, bright green eyes set at a stunning contrast to the smudged eye-liner under her eyes witch made her look like some sort of panda, ducking back inside the old office's window and slapping the button to allow the gates to grind open.
Rolling his eyes Kowalski allowed himself to slink through the gap in the gates, starting off easily through the methodical chaos of the piles of metal and machinery. Sparky was one of the few workers at the junkyard, the girl was quite loud and often vulgar but she knew how to laugh. Sadly she had no idea how to keep a secret, Mostly the teeny white lie he had told her about the fact he was a genius (Not a lie) inventing in his free time between making ends meet at his job as a waiter. (That was a lie. Obviously.) The reason for telling the girl anything at all was mostly borne out of the fact that she had found him passed out after testing out one of his more experimental inventions after retrieving the final part needed. Needless to say, it hadn't gone well. But good news that everyone else she told seemed to have a little common sense and knew what 'please don't tell anyone else' meant.
Including the Gay mechanic, Sebastian, who took apart old cars. However it was just a little awkard running into him, simply because he lived in the deluded fantasy that the scientist was also gay. Kowalski cringed. Yeah. No way to make that sound good.
He turned another corner only to stop, tilting his head to the side as he noticed the figure swaying slightly to the heavy rock pouring in over the speakers.
"Um." He asked, slightly hesitant. "Who are you?"
The girl swung around, mouth stretched into an almost impossibly massive grin. Her teal eye's glinted dangerously before dulling slightly, sanity returning to the depths. Holding up one finger she dug around in her back pocket before tossing him her cracked brown leather wallet.
He caught it, and looked up confused. "Uh, What?"
She rolled her eyes and mimed opening it. Blinking he followed the action and found the answer to him question on proud display in the clear slit, printed on fluorescent orange paper.
Hi. I'm Rebecca, And I'm Mute.
He looked up sharply, And Rebecca struck a pose, jazz hands included, and she mouthed clearly 'Hooray.'
For the first time Kowalski took note of the girl, she was tall, but not as tall as him with tanned skin and long black tousled hair peppered with blue and white streaks. Obviously unnerved by his searching gaze she held her hands up, an awkward expression on her face. He jerked back to reality and chuckled. "Yeah, sorry about that."
He passed the wallet back to the girl and she took it with a nod and tilted her head to the side.
"Oh." He gasped. "Uh, My bad. I'm Kowalski."
This time it was her turn to be surprised. She took a half step backwards and shot him a decidedly wary glance.
He shrugged. "A good friend of mine has vocal problems. Nearly everything he says sounds like Gibberish. Thankfully once you've been around him for long enough you develop and understanding for what he's saying, but mostly he tends to stick to gestures and facial expressions." He waved a hand in the her direction with a small smile. "Like you're doing."
She returned the grin and stuck her hand out.
Kowalski took it and nodded his head. "Pleasure to meet you Rebecca." He stated, meeting her gaze evenly. For some reason her eyes seemed so Familiar. The Pupil was ringed by an almost yellow hue the colour quickly dissolving into a blue-green and the outer of the iris a perfect blue. So familiar but he couldn't pick for the life of him who else he could have met with such beautiful eyes. The hair however was a dead on replica on what Rico's hair would look like if he grew it out.
Witch might actually happen if Private didn't make good on his promise to drag him to a hairdressers at some point.
Suddenly the gorgeous eyes lit with a flicker of insanity. Rebecca smiled broadly again and turned, pulling on Kowalski's hand insistently, motioning with a finger for him to follow.
Lifting up their hands he smirked. "It's not exactly like I have much choice do I?"
She nodded furiously and led the Scientist around the mound of car parts she had been standing beside. A rusty, beat up Toyota was stranded a clear run of about 20 meters away, one of the doors missing and all the wheels gone. He girl seemed to get a fraction more excited and let her hand slither away from the tacticians, holding it up in a stay position.
He waved a hand, a faint trickle of nerves jarring down the back of his spine. "Go ahead."
Rebecca winked and started off towards the car, head up, shoulders back and a strange almost skipping bounce to her long gait. The girl carried herself with a confidence that Kowalski couldn't help but find both dwarfing and at the same time infectious.
He smacked his palm into the centre of his forehead. "Don't you dare." He muttered. "You know how this is going to end, you've done it before!"
Suddenly she was sprinting back towards him, arms waving, eyes flickering and mouth back in the same crazed clown grin he had seen before.
His eyes narrowed and he lent forward "What is it-" He started, only to break off into a yelp of surprise as the car exploded. The roof erupted off and the sides exploded out with a violent force. The scent of burning and gasoline hit him only moments after as he took a couple of teetering steps back, coughing to try clear the thick taste of smoke from where it was rammed down his throat.
"Ah, Oh God." He gasped, filling his lungs with the dusty air. A series of small thuds encouraged him to look up, a small smile curling upwards as he realized the thudding was the sound of Rebecca's feet as she jumped from foot to foot, hands flapping violently.
Kowalski couldn't help but smile, despite the deep coughs his body was still hacking up in a petty fight against the smoke in his lungs. "Some explosion." He rasped.
She turned sharply on her heels and smirked, tossing her head from side to side knotty curls being thrown about. And those vibrant, almost unhinged eyes were still lit with that crazy inner fire. Her whole appearance screamed danger, and as much as the Scientist was hitting himself on the inside for it, it was possibly the reason she was topping the scales for the most desirable girl he had ever seen in his whole life. Even over Doris, who with her dark green eyes, gentle golden curls with the funny feather braids and daring intellect was so far out of his league it wasn't funny.
It was when she started waving a hand desperately he realized she was waiting for him to say something. His mouth jumped the gun, spouting the first brain dribble it could summon. "You are so beautiful." He rushed, pulling back and clamping a hand over him mouth only a split second after.
'you did not just do that.' He averted his gaze sharply and screwd his eyes shut, cursing desperately as he heard the jumping stop. The heated flush crashed over his skin and washed up his scrawny neck and pale face, the heat of it making him want to claw at his skin until it was tearing off in ribbons.
"Ah, listen I'm sorry… I just cannot believe…" He started, stammering and stumbling over his syllables in a way that was eerily similar to the way he would find his way around a dark room full of furniture.
He cringed even further away and the girl grabbed his arm, ready for the pain as she twisted around behind his back. Strangly she didn't, a faintly bitter scent touching his nose just as the cold kiss of the marker started to scratch over his skin. Daring to open one eye the cap of the marker was between her teeth and she was scribbling quickly onto his fore arm with her left hand. Tilting her head and deciding she was happy with whatever had been scrawled over the skin she went to pop the cap back on the pen. Anxious The scientist twisted his arm back towards him and let his gaze fall on the first barely legible letter only to have his head clamped in what felt like a vice.
His head was dragged down as the mute girl kissed him lightly on the end of his nose.
He blinked rapidly as the strong grip faded, eyes following Rebecca as she took a few backward steps away, fingers waggling in a flirtatious wave before turning on her heel and continuing to walk away.
'That could not have just happened.' He decided finally. 'have I taken any hallucinogens as of late?'
He righted himself and cleared his throat, hoping that no one had just seen him stand hunched over for five minutes staring at the space were a mythical girl had just vanished. It was then he noticed the writing on his forearm.
It was hardly to be considered legible, some of it was smeared slightly from the fact her had had rubbed over it as well, but he almost stopped breathing as he processed what had been scrawled over his skin.
027 8433622
Maybe we could go… get coffee? I donno. Rebecca.
"YES!" He shouted arms up and head thrown back. This started the impromptu dance that eventually came to a close as he fell backwards over a busted engine, smacking his head against the ground.
"Kowalski? Heather told me you were here!"
"Oh damn damn damn damn damnit!" Kowalski muttered, hands clamping over his eyes.
A shadow fell over his face, blotting out the burning sunlight. "K, you do realize that even if you cover your eyes I can still see you right?"
He screwed his eyes shut before letting them creep open a fraction, attempting to swallow the blush threatening to stain his face with crimson "Yes Sebastian. I do know that. It's basic knowledge of the human anatomy and common sense." He squeaked out
"Righty ho. Just making sure you weren't loosing that brilliant and charming mind of yours." He giggled, reaching out a hand to aid the fallen man to his feet.
Resigning himself to attempting to discover a way out of that situation, Kowalski Sat up and with the help of the nearby stack of bonnets pulled himself up, scuttling away from the smaller male.
Sebastian with-drew his hand, looking faintly disappointed before smiling again. "So working on anything interesting as of late?" He asked, advancing slightly towards him, forcing the tactician to take a nervous half step back.
"Ah, no. I'm just here looking for car parts to help a friend." He lied, trying to dodge around the mechanic only to have his arm caught in the deceptively strong grip.
Sebastian shook his head and shot him a knowing look. "Now, now K. I've seen the notes on your arm. What did you misplace your clip-board again." He scoffed, twisting the limb at an awkward angle to try read it clearer, causing the scientist to gasp in pain.
"Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow-" He yelped, pulling his arm back as the grip was released.
"Rebecca?" The tone wasn't light and teasing anymore, voice stony and outraged. Kowalski looked up from rubbing the strained limb and felt his eyes widen in slight fear. Sebastian's face was cold and filled with hardly contained rage.
"Uh-"
He cut him off. "That stupid Floozy who's been since Tuesday blowing up cars and jumping up and down as they Explode. Seriously! Her?" He raged. "You could probably have anyone you wanted just by snapping your fingers and you choose her?"
"Actually I'm a very bad introvert who finds social situations awkward and always say's things no one can understand and you can tell I'm feeling really out of my comfort zone because now I'm babbling; please don't stand so close to me…" Kowalski dropped off as he ran out of breath, forcing a smile on his face as the mechanic scowled even deeper and turned away, stalking off huffing angrily under his breath.
His phone vibrated in his pocket and he fished it out, still slightly frazzled. The message alert blinked at him, Rico's Text waiting to be read.
MAYDAY. WE R OUT OF COFFEE. IM NT JOKIN. U HVE 2 SAVE ME B4 SKIP KILLS ME!
Kowalski let his face drop and virtually froze. Skipper and Private had been out on night Recon last night and apparently got back late because skipper had left a note on the table to say that whoever woke him up would get a punishment as severe as he could make it, it had been right next to Rico's note about going on a run or something. But the Idea of Skipper without his coffee in the morning was like lighting a match and giving it to the weapons expert in front of anything even slightly flammable. In short terms without it they were screwed.
Ill stop store on the way bak.
He paused before adding
Just dnt die.
The car could wait.
Hi.
It's late, but I'm going to give you all a little clue!
EVEN THE MOST INSUGNIFFICANT DETALS MEAN SOMETHING. D:
Because I just can't leave well enough alone I have to make this a mystery as well. X/
Meh, whatever. I hope you guys like it! From here on out it's pretty much always going to be from Privates perspective!
Toodles! :D