"Hey kid! Where you goin?" Pickles called out after toki. He, of course, had a bottle of liquor in his hand. Toki stopped and waited for him to catch up.
"I ams tryings to find my room," toki looked down at the winded ginger, who was doubled over tryin to catch his breath. Why was everyone so out of shape?
Pickles out his hand on toki's shoulder "well come hang out wit me. We can drink, I wanna get ta know ya." Pickles slurred while wrapping his arm around toki's shoulders, ultimately dragging him away from his goal; finding skwisgaar.
He still had a lot to talk about with skwisgaar, he had to apologize about the fight. What if skwisgaar had really meant it? Toki couldn't stand the thought of skwisgaar being mad at him for real. Toki was just trying to keep up the act of not caring about each other. Toki was just trying to help.
The more he thought about this the more anxious he got. He started twitching, turning his head to look down each hallway, hoping skwisgaar would stop them. Pickles began to notice this, and it started to worry him.
"Don't worry man, swiger won't even remember da fight, and if he does I can kick his ass no problem," pickles cooed in his ear, his breath reeked of alcohol. Toki couldn't help but notice how badly he butchered skwisgaar's name. Did he always do that when he was drunk?
"Donts you tink I should apolokigizes to him?" Toki looked down at his feet. He seemed so uncomfortable around everyone. They all seemed so.. Weird.
"Naw. Like a said, he's prolly forgotten about it already." He patted toki's back, trying to calm he kid down. Why was this guy so jumpy? He easily took skwisgaar down, and it's not like he takes to many cheap shots. Say what you will but skwisgaar is a pretty honorable guy.
They rounded the corner to the hall pickles room was located. When they enter it was just like toki had imagined. It was messy and dark, but it didn't have a cold feel to it. It had a large bed tucked in one corner and an open bathroom in it; a toilet, sink and a circular tub. The closet was open and most of its contents were spilling out onto the floor in front of it. There were atleat fifty or so glass bottles cluttered in one corner. Glass shards scattered around the pile. He must have thrown a few bottles at the wall.
"It ams so.. Perfect!" Toki exclaimed. He walked in and plopped down on the bed.
"Really? It's kinda messy right now." Pickles kicked a few bottles out of his way, shattering a couple. He tried scooting as much of the clutter back in his closet, trying to close the door. His cleaning efforts were futile which he quickly figured out, giving up and sitting next to toki.
"Wanna drink some whiskey? It's my favorite." He gave him a smirk, unscrewing the top. He took a deep drink before passing it to toki.
"Does it tastes good?" Toki hesitantly took it from the drunk man next to him. Sniffing the liquid. Oh dear Odin it smelt awful.
"Tastes better den it smells, and it's not about da taste, it's about how it makes you feel." Pickles flopped back onto his bed. Toki couldn't argue with that so he took a deep drink, quickly choking on the burning sensation building up in the back of his throat. His eyes started to water, and before long he was clutching his chest, trying to stop the fire inside.
"Doood, smaller sips nest time, especially if dis is yer first time." Pickles laughed, patting toki hard on his back. Trying to help.
"I thinks one is enoughs." Toki tried to say with out coughing. It took him a couple minutes but the fit eventually stopped. "Ams there any thing else to do?" He questioned, looking around the room and pickles shrugged in response. He noticed the guitar poking out from the closet. "I thoughts you am the drummers?" He got up, pullin the instrument out.
"I am, but I use to be da guitarist in my odder band." He smiled, setting the bottle off to the side so he could up get up. He walked over and took the guitar from toki, smiling at the memories it was bringing up.
"Wills you play fors me?" Toki begged. Pickles smiled in response, and went to sit down again. He waited to toki to sit next to him before he started to pluck at the strings. The sound that came from in was so peaceful, he didn't expect it at all. He figured pickles would play something heavier this threw him off. After a few cords he started to sing-
By a lonely prison wall I heard a sweet voice calling,
"Danny, they have taken you away.
For you stole Travelian's corn,
That your babes might see the morn,
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay."
- his voice was so different when he sang-
Fair lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small freebirds fly.
Our love grew with the spring,
We had dreams and songs to sing
As we wandered through the fields of Athenry.
By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young man calling
"Nothing matters, Jenny,
when you're free Against the famine and the crown,
I rebelled, they ran me down,
Now you must raise our children without me."
-the tempo started to slow down, pickles closed his eyes and leaned his head down-
Fair lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small freebirds fly.
Our love grew with the spring,
We had dreams and songs to sing
As we wandered through the fields of Athenry.
On the windswept harbour wall,
She watched the last star rising
As the prison ship sailed out across the sky
But she'll watch and hope and pray,
For her love in Botany Bay
Whilst she is lonely in the fields of Athenry.
Whilst she is lonely in the fields of Athenry.
With the last verse tears came to toki's eyes. It was the most beautiful thing toki had ever heard on his life, it brought back the memory of skwisgaar leaving. It was a few moments before pickles opened his eyes again.
"Dids you writes that?" Toki asked, whipping the small tear from his eye.
"Naw, dat was an Irish folk song my gramma use to sing to me before she passed away. He looked down like he was gonna start crying. Toki watched him carefully. A minute of silence before pickles looked back up at his, his eyes shiny with sorrow.
"Cans I ask a personals question?" Toki questioned again.
"Eh, sure." Pickles laid the guitar down on the bed behind them. He was eyeing the bottle next to toki.
"Why ams your name pickle?" Toki tilted his head to the side. Pickles just started to laugh at this question. It was one he had had many times in his life.
"My dad didn't come to de hospital when my mom went inta labor wit me. So in her doped up state, when da doctors asked what she wanted to name me she thought they were askin about lunch. Can't blame her, I tried to eat nat'an's hair when I was on acid once. So de thought she just wanted to name me pickles." He shrugged, "nothin more dan dat."
Toki was trying to hold in his laughter, pickles took note of that and punched him lightly in the arm. "Shuddup ya douche beag." He laughed too.
"Wills you helps me find my rooms please?" Toki asked after they stopped laughing.
"Sure, come on." Pickles lead him out of his room.
*authors note*
i was gonna wait a few days and post like three chapters at a time! but then I got like supper inspired by that song and I wanted to make it part of the story. And as you probably know I made up pickles story about his name and his grandmother. Anyways.. Enjoy!