Nepeta was so close to Kansas, she could just feel it. She just hoped that Gamzee was either- a) already there, or b) at least one state away. She realized just how much of a problem it was that neither of them could be trusted with cellphones.
Maybe this whole adventure across America is the reason I'm not allowed to have a phone. she thought as she chuckled to herself. Nepeta knew after this trip she'd probably never be allowed to have a phone until she was eighteen, but to her, not having a phone wouldn't even compare to all the things she'd remember from this trip for the rest of her life. She smiled as she stopped at another local gas station.
Heh, this'll be one crazy story to tell my kids...
After her little break, she began to walk again, noting how much her foot had healed since she first hurt it. She decided that it was safe enough to start running hard again, just a little test to see how much more her foot could take. Unfortunately for Nepeta, this was a really terrible idea. Because as soon as she got tired of running a long way, she realized she had made it to the city of Saint Louis, Missouri. This would be a good thing, if not for the fact that this was the not-so-great part of Saint Louis. Nepeta could tell that where she was at wasn't so great, because of how roughed up and torn it looked. It was just so... dead. She swallowed and made her way across the city, hoping that there wasn't any thieves or druggies that she'd have to encounter.
Unfortunately, her luck had just about run out.
Because it just so happened that two street gangs had gotten in a fight at that moment, kind of similar to the gangs in Westside Story, except there was a lack of snapping, and way more violent acts would definitely be taking place. She let out a tiny shriek as some of the gang members rounded the corner, punches coming in all directions. She hid behind the corner of a worn out looking 7 eleven, heart beating fast. Unfortunately, it had seemed that other members of the gang had had the same idea, because they spotted her immediately, and smiled ominous smiles. Nepeta gulped.
"Well would ya looky here. We got ourselves a little spy I think. Wouldn't you boys say so?" the leader asked. The men laughed evilly and slapped Nepeta a little bit. She grimaced, but kept a straight face and spoke calmly.
"I'm not apart of this fight. I don't know what happened between you guys, but I do know that I want to get out of here as fast as possible." she said. The leader snickered.
"Cut the bullshit and tell us your name, babe." he said. Then, Nepeta got angry. She was tired of people not taking her seriously, and not listening to anything she said. Despite her small figure, she could pack quite a punch. And that's exactly what she did to the leader. She punched him right in the eye, catching him off guard.
"LISTEN YOU DIPSHIT, I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF LISTENING TO IDIOTS THIS WEEK, SO YOU BETTER LET ME GO OR I'LL KICK YOU SO HARD IN YOUR BALLS YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO HAVE CHILDREN!" she said as she beat him up even more.
"Ouch, stop that ya little brat! Hey, all of you guys can't just stand around! Gimme a hand will ya?" the leader shouted. The stunned group suddenly snapped back into action and dog piled on Nepeta. Unfortunately, that was a terrible idea, because she bit them all with her teeth that she had sharpened just to be like a cat's. The boys got up and ran away from an angry Nepeta, who was left breathing heavily.
After she had calmed down, she continued to walk on, grateful that the gang fights were over. She was still bitter about yelling, but was impressed on how she handled herself in a potentially dangerous situation. It was only a couple more miles now. With any luck, she could run and make it there. So she did. She ran the hardest she had ever run, on her way to her destination: the Kansas Airport.