Chapter 9
Plans to evacuate
I'm so sorry for not writing but my Dad still doesn't let me go on his computer … and as well as that he divorced my stepmother and married another! ROFL! She's nice….. so maybe when my dad travels to America she will let me go on his computer…. But now the story….
Ai entered her room, tired of forcing Hakase to not eat sweets. She was holding anything that may set Hakase's sweet tooth that is ok to be out of the fridge. She stashed it all in her closet, tired of lecturing her father she collapsed on her bed , only to start up again and find herself staring at a small envelope. She smiled to herself upon seeing the small red heart on the tip and knew the sender immediately.
Shinchi. She lied down on her bed, sighed and opened it.
"Dear Ai,
I have a surprise for you! I want you to go to Koosiyata street at building 5 at 3:pm . Meet me there! It's going to be dark but I know you can't be scared.
I Love You!
Your Dear Conan"
Ai smirked and held the letter to her chest, which was swelling with love for Shinchi. She couldn't wait to meet him there. She held a chocolate bar from the junk food that was forbidden for Hakase to eat.
She ripped the paper cover and took a bite, and the dark chocolate flavor came to her taste buds. She remembered the last real kiss she had with Shinchi and that was at the false wedding. She desperately wanted another kiss , but actually asking him for one would cost her very valuable pride, that she had lost a few times crying in his face. But she was back again now that she won his love. She knew a real kiss with him would be much more delicious then a cheap chocolate bar. She took another bite and sighed.
"DAMN!" Vermouth yelled. She threw her phone to the ground. She then rubbed her temples in a very Shiho-ish way, and tried to calm down.
The Boss was impatient, even to her, even after the few times she went to his house to "soothe" him and let him have fun. But she wanted to go slow so everyone would think she really was going to do the plan, and not betray them. But it wasn't working. Her phone rang again. She snatched it off the floor , glared at the number and answered.
"Hello!" She said in her usual seductive tone.
"Moshi Moshi Belmont" Phantom said.
"Are you making progress on the drug? The boss is growing impatient. He just called me and wants to have Gin and Vodka out of jail next week."
"Really? That's a really short amount of time! You're his favorite aren't you? He should give us much more time… some people like to savor the taste of liquor before swallowing right?"
"He won't listen. You should work overnight then. I'm trying my best to savor the taste as well, but I didn't get a chance to interrogate Sherry after the wedding because she chose her true love over the groom during it. Like any romance story. I was going to cry at the sight myself! The poor thing's found happiness finally! So I wanted to give her some time before letting her die… know what I mean?"
"Ofcource I do! I'm glad I am not the only one! I never knew you had soft spot Belmont!"
"Shut up! The pity is a miracle from Heaven! So prize it with humbleness! When will you be done?"
"Since I will work overnight as well I guess I could get it done in 3 days time?"
"Ok, brilliant. I think I've recovered that there will be a wedding for Sherry's ex-fiancé and her love's ex-love. So It is very romantic."
"Great! Can we go and warn Sherry for fun?"
"Hmm… since were both going soft for Sherry… I think we could try after dropping Gin and Vodka off. I wish they could get their own ride home… you know?"
"Yup me too. Well I have to go, plans to keep"
"Bye little Phantom"
Vermouth silently hung up. She was calm again. She held the phone silently, thinking of the plans and went to get themselves invitations…
Vodka stared blankly at the small window in the jail, longing to be rid of the grey walls and silver bars… longing to be rid of the white and black striped jail clothing…. Longing as well to be rid of the nightmarish situation he was in for over a year.
He always told himself at the beginning of each day that someday he will be out of jail again, the sentence will finish or Gin will have found a way to get him out of the prison, who was now greeting a visitor who wanted to talk to him, which Vodka struck as strange, because not a single person from the organization had contacted them since entering; Vodka had considered them forgotten since entering the prison of Hell, that they were never going to live again when they left the jail, that they will simply be killed for showing weakness in their skills.
Gin entered the jail. Vodka looked up quickly, looking startled. "What's wrong Anniki?" he asked.
Gin smirked. "We're getting out of Hell next week." He whispered softly.
Vodka stared at him, bewildered in something like shock. "What do you mean Anniki? Who did you talk to?" He asked quickly.
"Spirits, that Irish lady we met 4 years ago. She is fast to flame. She gave me news to be ready because we are leaving this dump."
Vodka stared at him, knowing that somewhere in the good news there had to be a loop hole which would make matters maybe worse than better.
"But the bad news the people who will break us out are Belmont and that wimp assistant for Sherry."
Vodka anticipated something like this. His pride was going to be done for after this; but was it worth the chance to breathe fresh air again? To be mocked by Belmont? Ofcource he couldn't just complain to the boss now, not while he knew that the bus may have a hope in banning them from living, not while Belmont was a personal favorite of the Boss. He stared at the window again and thought of freedom.
Short I know and next time I update will be at around the tenth of January… only 4-5 chapters until I add a sequel called "In Shelter" bye….
