Enter: Yakko
Norman's good to his word, I'll give him that. When we went back to our room there was a bear light bulb hanging from the ceiling, a set of shelves brought in (for what? What have we got to put on the shelves?!) and three cots. Its been a long day. Just this morning we were in that car. Needless to say, we're all pretty tired. Actually, that would be an understatement. We're all so tired it hurts to keep our eyes open and our brains are shutting down while we stand. I take one cot and Wakko and Dot take the other two. Normans also had some sheets brought in. Their thread-bear and stained, but at least they're clean. I take a deep breath and wait for sleep to come.
But it wont.
"Wakko? You still awake?"
"Yeah."
"Dot?"
"Yeah, me too."
"How are your hands?"
"Fine."
"And your feet, too?"
"Fine, Wakko."
"Norman didn't hit you again, did he?"
"No. I think he's kind of like a rule book. He wont hit you without a reason."
snort
"Well, without what he thinks is a reason."
"Toulouse says that if you stay out of his way he'll ignore you. But he knows everything that goes on on this boat."
"He must have a spy."
"Who do you think it is?"
"Maybe its that Scarab guy."
"I doubt it. He's too stupid."
"Maybe that's what he wants you to think."
"Maybe."
"Hey Yakko?"
"Yeah Dot?"
"Toulouse says the ships probably going to Africa."
"Yeah?"
"What's going to happen to us once it gets there?"
"…I don't know."
"I'll bet we'll be off the ship by then."
"I don't know, Wakko. We still need to figure out what's going on. But don't worry. We'll think of something. We can all use our jobs to our advantages. I can keep an eye on what's going on in Normans office. Wakko, you can talk to Toulouse, he's on our side, and he knows how the ship works. He'll be our spy. Dot can keep an eye on the crew. And what goes on around the ship. You never know, we might meet up with another ship, or stop on some island. Right Dot? Wakko?"
"Right."
"…"
"Wakko?"
"…Its my fault we're on this thing in the first place."
Oh no…
"I got caught by those goons and you and Dot came back to try and save me. Its all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be working as a secretary for a guy who would shoot you and not care and Dot wouldn't be hurt and we wouldn't even be here."
"Wakko-"
"Don't try to tell me its not true! It is and you know it!"
"…If it weren't for you I might still be laying out there under the ratlines. No one paid any attention to me."
Nice save Dot
"And if it weren't for you we wouldn't have Toulouse on our side." I add.
"Yeah. I guess your right." He admits after a few moments. I nearly jump out of my skin when I feel something touch me, thinking it was a rat, but it was only Wakko.
"It just doesn't feel like it…" He says, using my stomach as a pillow. In a second he's asleep. In another second, I am too, and I don't even feel Dot climb in and curl up beside me.