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Dien Cai Dau?

Rock got up from his bed and stretched before heading for the bath. He felt really good after his shave and shower. As he walked back into his room, he glanced at the wall calendar as he did every morning. He stopped and looked closer as he saw the date. "Oh yeah!" he thought. "Today's the day!" He looked himself over closely in the mirror as he finished getting dressed and smirked a little as he headed out the door.

The salaryman walked into the Lagoon office to find no one there. He heard Dutch call, "Hello?" Realizing Benny and Dutch were in the kitchen getting coffee, Rock called back, "It's me Dutch! I'm just picking up some papers before I head over to Hotel Moscow."

"Ok," Dutch said as he stepped to the kitchen door. The black man suddenly froze with his coffee cup halfway to his mouth. "Ah umm…Rock? Are you feeling ok?" Dutch asked as he saw Rock heading out the door.

Rock paused and leaned back in the door, "Yeah, I feel great! I should be back after lunch sometime. Later!"

As the door closed, Dutch heard Benny behind him clear his throat. "Dutch?" the blonde asked, "Was that what I think it was?"

Dutch nodded, "Yep, that's why I asked him if he was feeling ok."

"Oh," Benny said quietly. "Do you think we need to call somebody?"

Dutch shook his head, "Oh no, not me brother."

000

Balalaika looked up from her desk as someone knocked on her door. "Come!" she called out.

Boris opened the door and cleared his throat, "Em, Kaptain? Rock is here."

She noticed a strange look on Boris's face as she said, "Good, Tell him to come in."

Boris stepped to one side as Rock walked past and bowed to her.

"Good morning, Ms. Balalaika. I have the papers you wanted me to go over for you." he said.

Balalaika glanced at Boris who was still standing by the door behind Rock. The big man shook his head slightly and shrugged his shoulders. "Ah…yes Rock, is there anything I need to know about them?" she asked as he handed her the packet.

"No, I believe everything is in order, but you will need to sign off on them," he replied.

"Thank you Rock, ah… I need to send some papers over to Chang, would you be so kind as to carry them for me?"

"I would be happy to," he replied.

"Wait in the hall for a moment please," she told him.

Rock bowed again and stepped out.

Balalaika waved Boris over and whispered to him, "Has he cracked up? Freaked out? Taken some drug?"

Boris shook his head and whispered, "He seems to be fine, but…I don't know what this is about!"

Balalaika took a drag or two on her cigar and then wrote a note on some papers and sealed them into an envelope labeled 'Chang, Eyes Only!'

Boris took the packet and stepped into the hall, handing it to Rock. After the Japanese man left, Boris stepped back into the office.

"Did he say anything?" Balalaika asked.

"He said something about a party at the Yellow Flag later, but that was all." Boris replied.

Balalaika picked up the phone and started dialing. "I better warn Chang he is on his way over; we need to figure this out!"

000

Chang sat with his feet propped up on his desk. The door opened and his #1, Biu, led Rock into the office. As the courier stepped forward and bowed, Chang glanced at Biu who nodded and made a sign that told Chang that Rock had been searched before entering.

"Greetings, Boss Chang," Rock said, "Ms. Balalaika asked me to bring this packet over to you. She seemed to think there was some urgency to it."

Chang took the packet, opened it and read the note. "Hmm…yes it might be. So Rock, how are you doing? Nothing crazy going on in your life is there?" he said.

"No just another fine day in Roanapur. Oh! I did hear there might be a party at the Yellow Flag later, I'm looking forward to it!"

"A party eh, hmm…I'll have to look into that. Thanks for the delivery Rock." Chang said as the younger man bowed again and left.

Biu stepped back into the office afterwards and looked at his boss with questions in his eyes.

Chang shook his head, "I don't know Biu, Balalaika is right though, something's wrong with him and we need to find out what."

000

About an hour later, Rock walked out of a restaurant, picking his teeth after a fine lunch. Turning back toward the Lagoon Company office, he met Shenhua, Sawyer, and Rotten, coming up the sidewalk. "Greetings, everyone," Rock said as he bowed slightly. "I hope you are all feeling well today?"

The three stopped in their tracks and Sawyer suddenly ducked behind Shenhua and Rotten.

Rock winked at the small woman and said, "Hope to see you tonight at the Yellow Flag Sawyer; I hear there is going to be a party!" Rock grinned. As he walked off down the street and they all turned to follow his progress, with Sawyer keeping the other two between her and Rock.

While they watched him walk away, they saw Eda rumbling up the street on her Harley. Rock waved to her as she passed and when she spun around to look at him, she almost crashed her bike. The nun slid to a stop by the three hitmen and asked, "Was that Rock?"

They nodded and Shenhua said, "I think dumbass go dinky dow finally! Twinkie must drove him over edge!"

Sawyer stuck her head out from between her two friends, and with a worried look on her face said, "He…scared me…Eda…" Eda simply nodded and wondered what had happened to cause this change.

000

Bao was putting bottles on the shelf behind the bar when he heard Rock say, "Hey Bao! Give me a shot of Bacardi!"

"Sure Rock," Bao replied. "Where Revy? She not with you?" The bartender reached for a glass and bottle before turning towards the bar. He froze for a moment as he saw Rock and then slowly poured the shot.

"Nope, she was out on a job and will be back in a little bit." Rock said as he knocked back the drink. "See you tonight, ok?" Rock said as he tossed some bills on the bar before walking out.

Bao shook his head and thought out loud, "I wonder if Dutch know boy gone dien cai dau*? That damn Two-Hand done pushed him over the ledge! I better call Dutch before something happen."

000

After several more stops, Rock made his way back to their office. As he reached the door he heard Dutch speaking. "I don't know Revy, I got people calling me from all over town asking if he's flipped his lid!"

Rock snickered and pushed open the door. "Hey Revy!" he said. "I'm glad your back!"

Revy, standing in front of Dutch's desk, turned and stared at Rock with her mouth open.

He walked up to her and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. While she stood stunned, he reached into the bag he was carrying and pulled out a few pieces of hard candy and dropped them into her tank top. "Hey! I hear there is a party at the Yellow Flag later! See you there!" he said as he turned and quickly went back out the door he had just come in. He stuck his head back in and looked at the stunned crew for a moment, "Oh, and by the way? Trick or Treat!" He then raced down the stairs, heading out the front of the building.

Revy reached into her top, pulled out some of the candy, and turned toward Dutch. The man could hear the candy being crushed in Revy's grip. "Dutch," the gunslinger snarled. "What's the fucking date today?"

Dutch looked puzzled and then down at the calendar on his desk, "Its October 31st….OH SHIT!"

Dutch and Benny looked at each other as Revy screamed, "THE SHIRT! HE'S GOT ON THE FUCKING SHIRT I GAVE HIM! ROOOOCCCCCCKKKKK!" She shrieked as she raced out the door after him.

"Crap," Benny said. "Does this mean he's had his Halloween costume on all day long?"

Dutch just hung his head and reached for the phone.


Author's notes: This happens after my stories Beach Blanket Bingo and Quick Change. I wish I had thought of this one before Halloween! I had a friend that was a Vietnam brown water navy vet. He was always popping off Vietnamese phrases of which dinky dow was one I picked up.

Updated 10/16/15: I went back over this and fixed some grammar and formatting again. There is a sequel called Rock's Trick or Treat.

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Dinky dow: American 'grunt' corruption of Vietnamese "dien cai dau", Meaning batty, squirrel bait, whacko, goofy, Etc.

"Man, you is boocoo dinky dow!"