Kobra Kid's POV:
I watched Ianto drive the car away from Ghoul and I, unable to stop him in my freshly woken state. God, I need coffee. Do you know how long I've gone without coffee? Me neither, but a very long time I can tell you that. I'd wake up Ghoul, but he loves his sleep, and he's got these dark rings under his eyes...
Ianto has stopped the car. I'm not going to accuse, so I'll just assume he wanted to park the car at a better angle. Not that it would matter in the desert, but what the hell.
Life was already weird before Ianto, Jack and Frank turned up, but now it's just crazy. I want to go back to the normality of the desert. No, I want to go back to before all this.
I could have stopped this, if I'd just let Ghoul make up with Poison back then, but no. Had to let my stupid feelings get in the way.
I wonder how Jet and Party Poison are getting on. Poison better not have done anything stupid... No, Jet'll have kept an eye on him.
Jet Star's POV:
I can't believe I didn't keep an eye on Poison! Luckily for me, Kobra isn't around to kick my ass. I always thought the big brother was meant to be the protective one? I hope he brought his gun, there's dracs and all kind of things hiding.
Should I bother going to look for him? He could be anywhere within, like, a few miles radius by now.
Frank's POV:
Note to self: getting sand in your eyes really, really effing hurts, so never put your face into it again.
I've got that feeling I'm being watched. At least it's light now, and not as creepy as it was at night.
The sand is red. Oh god, that better not be dried blood... I think it's just a really broken rock, it's all good.
I seriously feel like I'm being watched. Oi, creep, please show your goddamn face.
Party Poison's POV:
Jeez, he really looks exactly the same as he did. I mean, of course, because it is him, but blimey. Little make up smudges under his eyes. His favourite shoes, and the weird impression of a suit he wore. He's so cute. Nothing like the idiot he is now, cooing over my little brother.
Can I keep this version?
Oh god, he's waking up. He'll think I'm a creep if he sees me. Well, I am a creep, but he won't think it's in a good way... I'll hide.
Fallen over a rock, ouch. Why do deserts have so much sand and rocks? I'd appreciate water and trees much, much more.
I think I'm hidden here. Blue hair was a mistake, I can't really blend in with anything except the sky, which is what I'm trying to do now.
If I can't see him, he can't see me.
Hi. It's been a while, I'm sorry.
Sorry if this is bad, I just needed to crank all this out and I thought this would be the best way to do so...
I think the next chapter may be focused on Jack a little bit more, so we can progress with the storyline, and stop Gerard going crazy and dragging Bob down with him.
Expect an update within the week. Ciao.
Oh, and reviews would be much appreciated xD
