Man, I really need to get off my bum and pay more attention to this =/ It might help with all of the typos I keep seeing… I know this is short, but I wanted to let you know that I haven't forgotten you all! I value my readers very much ^_^ Oh, and I know I have been gone for a long time, but my motivation muse disappeared. Then it came back. Yes, boys and girls, The Entity of Darkness is now my motivation muse. Oh, and Entity, I have an easter egg for you! Let's see if you can find it! *giggles* Well, it's not that hard to find, but I'll give you a cookie anyways =/ And I apologize, but I can't for the life of me find out the name of the papaya stand guy . Until I do find it, we shall refer to him as Bob. Bob is a good name. Bob is also the name of the sun, see - Big Orange Ball, hence, BOB. Oh, and since I have never been to Washington DC before, I'm gunna make up a bunch of places they end up going to in the future =/
The Entity of Darkness – Yes, Taylor scared many people. He's based on my actual brother-in-law. Real nice, but can be a total asshole sometimes without realizing it XD
Special Sam – Yes, I will get to the breaking up with Steph soon, trust me. But realize, I don't really have much of a plot planned out for this, it just kinda goes where it wants when I type XD I should probably get out of that habit…
Chocolate Tunda – CONGRATULATIONS! You have won my contest! As your prize, you win your very own honorary restraining order! It's not like you had much competition though, no one else had the guts to send me death threats. *glares at the two above*
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Freakazoid, but it's on my to-do list. For some time in the future… the very distant future… I think.
.:I'm a divider, please ignore me XD:.
"So, oh wonderful native of Washington D.C., where are we going to go first?" Onyx asked, looking at Dexter. He veered off to the left, and Onyx followed.
"Well, I was thinking about introducing you to a few friends of mine. You like papaya?" he suddenly asked. Onyx looked confused.
"Umm, I don't know, I've never had papaya… what does that have to do with these friends of yours?" she asked.
"Well, one of my friends owns a papaya stand. The other friend I want you to meet is an old cop, his name is Mike Cosgrove." He told her, strolling down the street. They passed a few ominous looking alley-ways, now that they were in the middle of downtown. Onyx had to restrain herself from randomly running down one of them to explore.
"So, does this 'Freakazoid' guy fight just super villains, or does he take care of regular crime too, like the occasional hold-up at a gas station and kidnappings and such? Petty crime?" Onyx asked. Dexter seemed to think about it for a minute.
"You know, he doesn't really deal with the petty crime very much. It seems that petty crime has hit an all-time low, even the Huntsman has issues finding someone to put away." Dexter told her. He hadn't really thought about it until now, but him and Freakazoid never thought to look into the petty crime, or any crime for that matter if it didn't involve a previously known villain.
"What'cha thinkin' 'bout?" Onyx asked, noticing the look on his face. Dexter snapped out of his thoughts.
"Oh, nothing. What brought up the question, anyways?" he asked. Onyx looked hopefully down another passed alley-way.
"Well, if crime is so low here that other heroes seem to be going out of business, then there would be nothing wrong in going down one of those alleys to explore, right?" she asked. In Dexter's head, Freakazoid was watching everything as if his eyes were glued to a T.V.
Dexter grabbed Onyx's arm and tugged her away from the alley and towards a stand just down the street. "Okay, now that is just asking for trouble. Last time Steph did that she was attacked by a rather disgusting monster that never showed up anywhere else…" he said, letting go of her once they were a good distance away from the offending alley.
As they were about to cross the street, a black and blue blur of a motorcycle sped past them, nearly running them over. "You mad woman!" Dexter yelled at it, before they crossed, this time looking before going.
"You know, I have this weird sensation that I know that motorcycle in another fandom…" Freakazoid told Dexter.
"Ya, I do too… must be all the time we spend on the computer." Dexter replied. They shrugged it off and Dexter and Onyx walked up to papaya stand. A man with a tiny paper hat was behind the counter cleaning one of the slushy makers. When he spoke, he had a slight Jersey accent.
"Heya Dexter. If ya want a papaya slushy, better get it now. I'm closing down soon for the night." he said. Dexter sat on one of the chairs that was out, and Onyx followed suit.
"Thanks. Actually I was going to get two tonight, Bob." Dexter told him. 'Bob' looked over and noticed Onyx for the first time.
"Hello there, and who is this beauty that's with ya?" he said, grabbing some plastic disposable cups and filling them with some slushy-looking drink. Onyx blushed at the comment.
"I'm Onyx, nice to meet you." She said. Bob set the two cups down before sitting down himself.
"I'm Bob, nice ta meet ya. I run this papaya stand." He said, holding his hand out. Onyx shook it.
"Dexter is showing me around the city, since I just moved here. I don't know where anything is, and I'm not used to living in a big city." She told him, then took a sip of her slushy. It was good. Onyx drank some more. Next to her, Dexter's cup was a quarter of the way empty already.
"No fair, how come I get the brain freeze when you are the one drinking the slushy!" Freakazoid complained to Dexter, clutching his head and sitting in a fetal position. Dexter chuckled a bit.
"Not my fault. You are in my head, therefore logic dictates you get the brain freeze."
"Logic doesn't dictate anything about us!" Freakazoid replied.
Onyx looked over at Dexter when he chuckled. "Something funny, Dex?" she asked. He looked up.
"Oh no, I was just thinking of something is all."
"You seem to do that a lot I noticed."
"Ya, it happens when you keep to yourself most of the time."
"Next time I come here you are so getting the brain freeze of a lifetime." Freakazoid told him. Dexter had to turn away and use every ounce of strength he had not to appear to be laughing. His chest hurt from the effort, he swore he just cracked a rib. Finally getting himself under control, he turned back to the other two. Onyx was focused on her slushy and Bob had gone back to cleaning up.
Sighing, Dexter stood up and stretched, throwing the empty cup into the nearby trash can. Freakazoid was muttering something about 'slushy revenge'. Dexter ignored him.
"So, where should we go next?" he asked Onyx. She stood up too, though her cup was still half-full. "You can take that with you." Dexter told her, and they started walking again. "See ya Bob!" he shouted over his shoulder. The stand owner waved his hand at them before pulling a cable and the stand closed.
"Well, I don't know. You're the tour guide, not me." Onyx said, looking around. She couldn't go shopping right now, the stores were all closed. And she didn't think Dexter would go for that anyways. So that pretty much ruled out a lot of places. So maybe getting showed around at night wasn't the best idea, every place was closed. Dexter interrupted her thoughts.
"There are still places that aren't shops. There is the park, the river, exploring around the school, you get the idea." He told her, pointing in the general direction of each one. "Or we could go looking for trouble in the alley's like you wanted before and have to wait for Freakazoid to rescue us from some weird creature." He added sarcastically. Onyx laughed.
"Please, I know I haven't seen any of these villains or creatures yet, but I used to run around the gang-riddled streets of El Paso, and avoided getting caught by them almost every time. Whatever these villains are, I'm sure it's nothing I can't handle." She replied in a matter-of-fact tone. Dexter didn't look convinced though, and she frowned.
"Okay then, how about the park." She finally said. Dexter perked up then.
"Alright, the park it is then!" He said, heading in that direction. Onyx followed, slurping the last of her slushy.
