Kid was the only one to not get totally smashed at the outdoor pub and had to carry back his giddy friends as they chuckled telling horrible jokes that no one really understood. It took quite sometime but he managed to set both into their our rooms respectively. Finally returning to his room he changed once more and convinced himself to return to the course in hopes of finding more spots for photography purposes, he pulled the bottle of pills out of his pocket and took double the dose in hopes of the Adderall would keep him awake on the trip to and from.
The sun was still setting as he arrived making him feel better about bringing a flashlight as to not lose his way nor his footing when traversing the hillside. Sending Maka a quick goodnight text, the young reporter was on his way towards the outside lanes of the course squatting in different positions and gathering more in-tell as his eyes began to grow heavy.
"Shit, fucking things don't work anymore eh?" He pulled the bottle out of his jacket and mentally smacked himself in the forehead. "Sleeping pills, Soul you asshole..." Spinning on his heel he headed back to the car but as his eyes got heavier he was worried he wouldn't make it, to make matters worse a shadowy figure stood in front of him shaking his shoulders.
"Hey mate, you feelin' alright?" The figure questioned scaring Kid into blacking out.
Soul held his head as his phone finally stopped ringing giving his head some relief for a moment only to hear it go off once again. Sitting up he groaned in annoyance as he looked at who it was shuddering at seeing the boss' name.
"Morning-"
"Where the hell is your team?!" Soul pulled away from the phone for a second before returning it to his head.
"What the hell are you talking about Maka?"
"None of you have been answering my phone calls at all today! I need you three to get your asses out there and talk to some of the racers! Get a feel for this race!"
"We're going no worries boss, take it easy and ask your boyfriend why he didn't wake us as usual."
"He's not picking up! What did you three do last night?!" Soul would have been more annoyed at Maka's tone but he was just as worried by this point, Kid never got full blown drunk when he would be in charge of the gang and it WAS his turn. "All I remember was him going back out to explore more of the track for photography purposes!"
"Then maybe he hasn't returned yet, he took his sugar pills with him so-" Soul stopped mid-sentence as he pulled the bottle from his coat and sighed greatly. "Shit, he just may be asleep in a field somewhere..." Putting the phone down he ignored Maka's screaming and shouting to open the door for a half dead Black*Star. "We lost him, ready to go hunting?" Star only groaned as the two got dressed and headed down to the lobby.
Kid woke up groggy and prayed that he was in his hotel room only to open his eyes and see the ceiling fan rotating quickly. It took a few moments but his memories came flooding in and his heart beat began to quicken realizing someone had taken him back to their home! Shooting up he grabbed his shoes and tossed them on planning to dash out of the building before finding a note on the night stand next to him:
Morning there fella, I hope you awaken comfortable and aware that I found you falling over asleep alongside the hill. I will be downstairs either cooking or eating breakfast where you are welcome to join me before you head back to wherever the hell your comin' from. See ya in a second!
Kid eased up a bit as he headed down the stairs to see a short haired man with a big bushy beard on his chin eating at one end of the table. Walking into the kitchen the man looked up and pointed to the stove where eggs and bacon sat alongside some biscuits just waiting to be covered in jam. Kid made his plate and sat down to enjoy his meal.
"Sleep well?" The man asked wiping his mouth clean and taking a drink of juice. Kid nodded and finished chewing before replying.
"Thank you for taking me in, a friend of mine seemed to have given me sleeping medication instead of my usual sugar pills and such."
"The thrill of the race should be keepin' ya awake boy, don't need any pills for that!" The man exclaimed with a huge grin.
"You a spectator for the race?" Kid questioned with instant curiosity. "I'm trying to report on the race but I haven't been to an event such as this before."
"Well my acquaintance if you have any questions you got good ol' James here to answer them for ya!" Kid smiled brightly going into thoughts about how his piece would probably be the best on the paper that month! "Heck, keep an eye out fa' ma this year! I'm go'n win it this time!" That's it! He could do a piece on James and turn it into a under dog story or something of the sort!
"Say James? Would you like to be a part of my article? It would be a fantastic tale to be told!"
"Sounds like a plan there buddy, where would you like to start?"
Soul and Black*Star were annoyed at having to take a taxi but were comforted to see the car still parked in a safe area where it wouldn't be towed. Looking inside the windows to not see Kid had them a bit worried as well as the fact that his phone was dead didn't help in the slightest. While they waited though it felt like a good idea for Black*Star to finish scouting out the area and setting himself up for important photo opportunities. Soul tossed the lighter in his pocket up and down as he waited, Kid could be somewhere nearby after all seeing how small the island was.
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