A.N: HELLO! Thank you all for your wonderful reviews! Seeing the love people have left makes me do the happy dance! ^.^ I know it's been awhile since I posted this story, I was waiting to see how many reviews I'd get. I'm like Tinkerbell: the more love the faster my story progresses.

Shout out to my readers:

Rmeyer90

Shadowxofxdarkness

SexyKnickers

And Evenlight Thank you!

Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership over True Blood, however Lola and any other originals are mine

Chapter 2 Howdy Neighbors!

The drive to Dawn's house was quiet as Lola took in the scenery. Sam knew his cousin was a timebomb of energy, so he was counting his blessings that she didn't go off in such an enclosed space.

'I can't believe Sam is a bar owner AND a landlord! Lucky ducky!' Sam sighed as Lola started pumping her fists in the air excitedly.

"Lolly, what in the hell are ya doin'?"

"A sitting-down happy dance," she said as if it was obvious.

Tara snickered and undid her seatbelt as they pulled into the driveway. Since Lola's poor car was running on fumes from her escape, Sam...well more like Tara insisted on him using his truck to move her in.

"Well here we are, don't worry about the rent I like to collect from everyone 'round the same time. You got two weeks before that time so make sure you don't break nuthing in the mean time." He went up to the door and unlocked it as Lola was getting out of his truck. He held the door open for both girls, Lola practically skipped across the threshold while Tara just walked casually past Sam. Both watched Lola bounce around taking in her new home like an excited puppy.

"Kitchen…check! Bathroom...check! BedPUUEY! SAMMY!" Lola covered her nose as Sam and Tara both came into the room to see what the problem was. Looking around neither could see anything wrong…until the smell hit them.

"FU(cough cough) SAM!" Tara glared at Sam as she ran to open the window, nearly pulling the thing off by the hinges in her haste.

"UGH! I got ride of the sheets n' stuff the cops left! Where..?" Sam gets on his hands and knees and looks under the bed. He flinches as the fresh stench of death rolls by, holding his breath he reaches under the bed and pulls out the source.

"Poor thing…how'd it get in?" Lola pouted at the deceased rat Sam now held by the tail.

"Hell if I know, I heard someone mention they had a rat problem. They musta left out poison and this poor glutton ate it, probably came here to sleep it off."

"ANGT! Wrong!" Lola buzzed then pointed to rat's neck, which was still rather limp and had puncture marks. Sam looked and rolled his eyes as he and his cousin both said: "cat." Tara raised an eyebrow then gestured to the window.

"Impressive detective work there Sherlocks, now how about gettin' ride of the thing before it stinks this place up to high heaven?" Sam nodded and was about to go toss it, but Lola stopped him.

"NO! You gotta BURY it!" She exclaimed putting her hands on her hips.

"I ain't gonna BURY a fucking RODENT LOLLY!" He argued with a glare. Tara put her hands on her hips and aimed a glare of her own towards Sam.

"Why the fuck NOT, Sam? It ain't gonna take all day!" Lola nodded in agreement. Looking at one girl to the other, the poor guy saw he was outnumbered and lowered his head in defeat.

"FINE! But it ain't getting a grave no bigger then a foot!"

"Yes SIR!" Lola saluted and ran off to find a shovel. Tara walked out of the room shooting over her shoulder "While she tends to that I'm gonna start unloading the truck. Have fun" she snickers.

'Women.'

(Knock–knock-knock)

"Yes what is it?" Maxine opened her door and saw an excited-looking young girl beeming up at her.

"Howdy neighbor! Can I barrow a shovel or a trowel?" The girl asked, clasping her hands pleadingly.

"Uh, might I ask what for?" Maxine exited her house, after double-checking to see the sun high in the sky.

"I need to bury a body," she replied easily making Maxine spin around to look at the girl again wide-eyed.

"You…need to BURY someone?" Maxine's eyes darted around to see if anyone else was outside. 'She looked so Normal…not to mention young,'

"Well Sammy wanted to chuck it out but…"

"HEY LOLLY, I GOT A SHOVEL IN MY SHED! HURRY UP AND GET IT!"

'Oh lord! I KNEW it was Sam!' "STOP RIGHT THERE MERLOTTE! I'M CALLING THE SHERIFF!" Maxine shouted back and ran into her house before Lola could explain.

'Aw Jeez, it must be illegal to bury rodents around here. No wonder Sammy didn't want to do it.' Lola thought worriedly before she ran over to the woman's door and started banging.

"Oh miss please don't do it! It's my fault I insisted!" Lola pleaded through the door.

"LOLA JEAN! YOU WANTED TO BURY THIS THING SO GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!"

"COMING!" Lola decided to get the grave digging over with and ran back over to the house, 'I can always plead ignorance'.

When she got there Sam had already dug the hole and dropped the rat in, when he say Lola he shoved the shovel at her hands.

"Here, say your sentiments and cover it up, I'm gonna go wash my hands and help Tara." He was walking towards his trailer when sirens reached his ears and the sheriff's car pulled in. He turned and glared at Lola who flinched sheepily.

"Lola Jean, what the hell did ya do now?" Sam growled as Andy Bellefleur got out of the car, gun trained on Sam. Lola shrugged, "I didn't know it was against the law here."

"Killing someone is ALWAYS against the law! Who'd ya kill now Sam? Where's the body?" Andy asked cocking his gun, Sam threw up his hands in surrender completely confused.

"Woah now hold on a sec Andy! I think ya might have the wrong idea!"

"Horse-shit! Now where is the body?"

"Ssir it's over there," Lola said pointing to the hole. Keeping his gun on Sam he looked over towards where she pointed and snorted.

"That's what we were burying, it was stinking up the house." Lola explained, 'Things sure are crazy here in Louisiana.'

Like it? Love it? I humbly request at least five more reviews before I post the next chapter.