Kaylee: BOO MOTHERFUCKER! Bahahahahah!!
Joker: What the…
Kaylee: Don't ask. So here's my update. Sorry I haven't been updating. You know how school goes. Homework. Homework. Homework.
Jaden: (chases Lis)
Lis: KAYLEE!
Kaylee: STOP!
Jaden: Yes Ma'am.
Kaylee: Good girl.
Joker: How pathetic.
Jaden: (pulls out knife)
Kaylee: JADEN!
Jaden: Yes ma'am.
DC Comic's owns Joseph Kerr
I own Jaden Smith
Jaden: I wish you didn't
Kaylee/Lis: Shut up.
Joker: (cackles)
Chapter Thirteen- Showtime
The tires squealed loudly on the pavement as we sped out of the neighborhood. He giggled the whole time where as I clutched the seat with both hands as the car moved back and forth in and out of traffic, hitting traffic cones and almost pedestrians. I wondered if he actually knew where my work was but I didn't want to interrupt his fun; and for the fact it looked like we were going the right way.
About a minute and a half later and I thought 'what the hell' and let go of the seat as my body moved from side to side crashing into the middle spot in the van and my door. I threw my arms above my head and started laughing. The Joker looked over to me with a puzzled expression but then realized what I was doing and went back to what he was doing.
Pretty soon we were both laughing wildly as the vehicle swerved from one side of the road to the other as other cars were honking loudly. That just made me laugh harder and harder. I giggled as we made a sharp turn into the gas station, we must've been going as fast as possible for the fact that we were there in less then five minutes when it normally takes ten.
We stopped and he looked over at me. I was confused with the expression on his face, seeing as the fact I couldn't read it, and for me, if I looked deep enough into his eye's, I could read him with a snap of my fingers. Wow, that sounded cheesy.
"So, how is this going to go?" I asked.
"We're going to stay in the vans, and in about an hour.. We'll uh 'rob' the place, but if I see you so much as reach down to touch that button-
"How many times are you going to tell me this?"
"Until you get my, uh, point."
"I do get your point. So stop telling me." I said. He leaned in closer until our noses were just about touching.
"Why? Are you uh, scared?"
I leaned in closer, if that could even be remotely possible. Well, let's put it this way, we were so close that our whole faces were probably less then a centimeter apart, and our noses were smashed together.
"No. I'm. Not" I said, using extra emphasis on my 'T'
He pulled away quickly and looked me up and down. He reached out and rubbed my nose, he pulled his hand away and flicked his finger to face me, it was covered with white paint and I chuckled lightly. He smirked and I opened the door, I jumped out, immediately regretted the jumping part; I winced slightly and realized the bandage had probably gotten a bit loose. I figured I would just fix it inside and started my gimp to the store. Then I turned around
"Great." I groaned. "Shirt" I walked over and opened the van door again, the Joker looked surprised I was there, like I was backing out.
I reached and grabbed my bag, I opened it and sifted through it for my work shirt, I never remembered taking it out so it had to be in there. Once I found it everything was on the van floor. I pulled out the hat, too and threw it on my head. I shoved everything back into the bag and looked up, The Joker was staring at me again. What the hell, does he have a staring problem or what?
"See you in a bit." I said, winking and shutting the door. About halfway to the door I realized that I had winked at him and chuckled. Once to the door I looked around before entering. There was a van sitting in the right corner of the parking lot, and the one I just left still in the same spot. I wonder when or even if he was going to move.
I walked swiftly into the gas station as the little bell dinged. I looked around then heard the loud, obnoxious pitter patter of expensive heels on cheap linoleum. Then Mrs… oh shit I forgot again… Mrs… Uhh, What's-her-name rounded the corner. "Oh, Dear! You're late!"
I hurry and thought of a plan. "Yeah, I'm sorry.. My… err… brother was admitted into the hospital. Got a uh… knife lodged into his err… throat" What the hell? Now I'm talking like the Joker?
"Oh, My!! Well, I'm terribly sorry that happened! I wish him the best of recovery. But hurry, put your shirt on and get behind that ol' counter. There's customers a waitin' and I need to get my butt moving to a meeting!" How the hell kind of meeting could you be going to if you owned a damn gas station? Nah, she's probably having an affair. I chuckled and walked around the corner. She gave a slight 'Bye' and was off, the small bell on the top of the door jingled.
I sighed and sat back in the chair behind the counter and laid my head back. I thought about how The Joker said 'If I see you so much as touch" Ha, That's funny. Seeing as I didn't even remember where the damn thing is. Yeah, That's me, The kid all the teachers absolutely adore because I walk up to them five minutes after they explain something; asking how to do it.
I sat up as I heard the bell ring. A short, stubby old man walked in. He walked over to the beer thing and walked in. He came out moments later with a twelve pack of Busch Light.
That's what my grandpa drinks. Poor old widower. I got to go see him sometime. Oh wait, Ha, I can't. I'm being kidnapped in an hour.
Wait, wait, whoah whoah, whoah! Hold on here! He's going to eventually let me see my family again, isn't he? Is the most I'm going to see them is when I see them on the news crying for their loss? Oh, jesus. I needed to talk to him.
I didn't even notice the pudgy man walk up to me. "Uhh.. I'll take this and a pack of camel number 9 cigarettes." he had a very deep voice. I looked up, okay.. This is totally illegal, and Mrs… uhh.. What's-her-name could get arrested for so long if someone found out. I looked up. Pink and Green. Pink and Green.. Uhh… which one?
"Which one?" I asked.
"The pink." he smiled, revealing his yellowing teeth, I shuddered. That reminded me of someone, someone who could burst into here at any given moment and take me with him.
Ha, take me with him. Reminds me of one of those old alien movies. 'TAKE ME WITH YOU!'
I reached up and pulled down the small pink and black box, filled with cancer sticks. "That'll be 16.17" I smiled. He pulled out a credit card. Oh, shit. My first credit card. What do I do? Oh, wait! I remember!
"Is that debit or credit?"
"Debit." he mumbled; Swiping his card along the curved part of the machine
I pressed the 'debit' button and it made a tiny 'ding' sound "would you like any cash back?"
"No thanks."
I pulled the receipt off and handed it to him. "Come again" I smiled. He gave me a smile in return and walked out.
I sat back down in my chair and saw a few people pull up to the gas pumps. The vans were still in the same spot and I was holding my breath.
When. When. When. When. That was the only thing I was thinking about.. Hmm.. When. A few people came in to pay for gas, And once they did, they left.
I'd have to say that was the boringest hour of my life. If that was even a word. Probably not, Meh, I don't know.
I looked up and a few people were looking in the candy isle. One little boy was tugging on his mothers low dress and a young man that looked to be around 15 was browsing the condoms. Ha, sex isn't worth it, bud. There was about three people looking to get drinks. Two of them were at the fountain drink dispenser and I was crossing my fingers it wouldn't break. The other was looking over what kind of bottled drink he wanted. I sighed once again. When.
When.
Then I heard that small, obnoxious, annoying, stupid and alarming little bell I've listened to over and over for the past hour. Then I heard a gun shot, and another cock. Then a flick of a pocket knife.
When? Now.
Next thing I knew it I had a gun pointed in between my breasts, The cold metal digging through my thin shirt. Directly at my sternum. I looked up from the gun to the person holding it. There he was; I knew it was him by his eye's. He was wearing a colorful clown mask with his hair sticking out the back. It was the normal tint of green and blonde. I smiled lightly but not enough for anyone to notice.
"Give us the money" He said in a fairly deep voice, I was surprised it was even him; but I knew it was. He jumped over the counter with one swift move and got behind me. He pulled off the mask and chucked it across the room. Someone gasped and there was a loud 'slap'
"Hey, uh, gorgeous. Guess what?" I could feel him grinning behind me. Then his lips were pressed directly to my ear. Like a kissing motion. But enough room to talk.
"It's Showtime" it was barely audible but I heard it.
A large cackle erupted from his chest.
Yes. Showtime.
Kaylee: it's showtime motherfuckers. XD
Joker: uhh... showtime?
Lis: SHOWTIME!
Jaden: How come I'm last?
Kaylee: SAY IT!
Jaden: SHOWTIME!