Good Doesn't Always Win: PartIIIGood Doesn't Always Win: PartIII
Ken walked into the apartment just in time to see Youji strolling into his
bedroom with a struggling Omi slung over his shooulder.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" Ken yelled, "I don't believe I've ever seen
you THIS drunk before!"
"I am giving Omi experience. Come on, he's been lokced up in hell, right at
Her Evilnesses side for... almost all eternity. He's never even been drunk
before! I can't wait to try some stuff out on..."
"Oh, fine, but I get to choose the bar!" Ken interrupted.
"Dammit, NO! I don't want to wind up in the local soccer bar cause, fuck, we
ALL know that you could get us to one within ten minutes from anywhere in the
world!" Youji reminded the soccer freak.
"That could possibly be because I can get us from any one place in the world
to any other place in fifteen minutes, at the most. It's called The Hell
Express, ever heard of it??" Ken said slowly, as if talking to a three year old
that didn't speak English.
"You didn't let me finish. And, yes, I have heard of the Hell Express.
Speaking of which, I really should call that girl..." Youji said, quickly
distracted by the topic of women. "You were saying..." Ken said, beginning to
become bored with Yoiji's pointless conversation.
"Oh yeah! I would like to actually get Omi drunk within the hour and last
time I checked, those places only served "beer" that was so watered down that it
would take us well over a week to get HIM" Youji said, emphasizing his point by
pointing to the small man now lying on the floor trying not to pay any attention
to the conversation,"drunk. So I get to choose."
"Oh, and a whorehouse is much better?!"
"It's called a strip club! Do you need me to repeat that?? Strip, Club!" At
this point Omi began staring blankly at the wall in front of him. After further
anaylisis, he decided this was going to take a while. He then stood up and left
the room.
"Strip club my ass! Fucking hell, Youji! You almost seem to believe that I
have some interest in the dull Earth women! Well, news flash, I don't! I get to
pick the bar."
"Well, FYI, I do, and Omi has never had the chance to meet any Earth women,
so I do believe it would be only fair to allow him to do that."
"Damn straight! You think he would meet any women that actually had any
brains, or anything other than..."
"You mean to tell me they do?? Wait a minute, what the fuck does 'well, news
flash, I don't,' mean?! Do you prefer Earth men??! Or maybe you like those
goddamn mother fUcKiNg ANGELS! Is THAT it??!" He said shoving Ken into the
corner. As if expeting a fight to break out, Omi entered the room with three
coats, the car keys and a map. He grabbed both men by the arms and pulled them
out the door, dropping them in Youji's car. As Omi started up the car, Youji
jumped forwardand tried to stop the young demon from driving his precious car.
"I get to choose the bar," he stated calmly, finishing the conversation. The
two demons in the back seat moaned.
~~~
"Nagi, what in god's name is this mess?!" Craford yelled, still in a foul
mood from the previous day's experiences.
"They're called 'Christmas lights.' The Earth people use them to celebrete
the birth of Jesus. They all give each other presents underneath a huge
evergreen tree. They also pretend to be some guy that they call Santa Claus. I
think that's to help the kid's understand..."
"Nagi, shut up." Schuldich said plainly. "You're very welcome Crawford."
"Does anyone want to help me try and figure these things out?? I still have to
go get a tree!" He said, excitedly trying to untangle the mess of lights. "Hey
will someone plug these in for me?!"
Farfie stuck the fork he had earlier super-glued to his hand into the
socket. He looked up at Nagi, trying to seem interested in the pile of green
plastic wires and colored light bulbs and said, "I'll drive you. But only if we
can make a quick stop on the way home."
"Hey," Schuldich yelled over his shoulder,"I'm all out of beer, could you
get me some?"
"Beer, right."
~~~
"I still can't believe that Omi picked such a great club!" Youji shouted
over the band, "I mean, come on! Look at all the women. And this beer!"
"Oh yeah, you didn't go overboard at all! Holy fuck, look at him! He is so
fucking drunk! Aya is going to kill us!"
Omi was dancing with one of the strippers on top of one of the nearby tables
dancing like he could give Youji a few lessons. Ken turned to Youji again only
to find a beautiful, tall, thin woman with long blonde hair standing in his
place.
"Youj.. um... hi, who are you??"
"Oh, I'm sorry, did I startle you? My name is Trisha. And you would be?"
"Sorry, my name is Ken," turning to the bartender, he said, "I'll have
another one of these"
Suddenly, Ken heard a loud thud from the direction of Omi. He whipped around
to see Omi lying on the floor with the dancer on underneath him.
"Get a room!"
"Hey, get out of the way, I wanna watch!"
"PERVERT!"
"Hang on, I'll be right back." Ken said slowly, not wanting to leave the
gorgeous woman for fear that she would dissppear. He ran over to the area on the
floor next to the table where the crowd was now cheering Omi on, mostly men that
thought the petite blonde was a woman.
Ken shoved his way to the front of the crowd. It took some effort but he
made it. He began to reach for Omi to pull him up off the floor when he noticed
a couple shoving their way out of the circle and the corcle starting to break
up. Omi was talking the girl to the back room. Or, more likely, the girl was
taking Omi to the back room. Ken highly doubted that Omi even knew what was
going on.
Ken walked back to the bar to see Youji standing next to a laughing woman.
Trisha. Kenwalked up to the twojust in time for Trisha to leave.
"Call me, Trish!" Youji called after her.
"Dammit! You fucking asshole..."
"Woah, back off, I just got us invited to a party! Even more fun for Omi!"
~~~
"I want... THIS one!" Nagi said, pointing out the thickest, tallest tree on
the entire farm.
Farfie looked down at his knife, then up at the tree and frowned. "I'm not
touching that thing. Too big. How about..." he said, searching the farm quickly
with his single golden eye for the scrawniest tree he could find, "*that* one?"
"Well, I just don't know, it's not exactally the prettiest tree. Doesn't
have very many needles left. I don't know. What do you think? If you think..."
"I think that you need to shut up." Farfie said under his breath
"Farfie!" he said whipping around trying to look hurt. While doing this, he
ran directly into a tall, thin blonde woman whose name just happened to be
Trisha.
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Ken walked into the apartment just in time to see Youji strolling into his
bedroom with a struggling Omi slung over his shooulder.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" Ken yelled, "I don't believe I've ever seen
you THIS drunk before!"
"I am giving Omi experience. Come on, he's been lokced up in hell, right at
Her Evilnesses side for... almost all eternity. He's never even been drunk
before! I can't wait to try some stuff out on..."
"Oh, fine, but I get to choose the bar!" Ken interrupted.
"Dammit, NO! I don't want to wind up in the local soccer bar cause, fuck, we
ALL know that you could get us to one within ten minutes from anywhere in the
world!" Youji reminded the soccer freak.
"That could possibly be because I can get us from any one place in the world
to any other place in fifteen minutes, at the most. It's called The Hell
Express, ever heard of it??" Ken said slowly, as if talking to a three year old
that didn't speak English.
"You didn't let me finish. And, yes, I have heard of the Hell Express.
Speaking of which, I really should call that girl..." Youji said, quickly
distracted by the topic of women. "You were saying..." Ken said, beginning to
become bored with Yoiji's pointless conversation.
"Oh yeah! I would like to actually get Omi drunk within the hour and last
time I checked, those places only served "beer" that was so watered down that it
would take us well over a week to get HIM" Youji said, emphasizing his point by
pointing to the small man now lying on the floor trying not to pay any attention
to the conversation,"drunk. So I get to choose."
"Oh, and a whorehouse is much better?!"
"It's called a strip club! Do you need me to repeat that?? Strip, Club!" At
this point Omi began staring blankly at the wall in front of him. After further
anaylisis, he decided this was going to take a while. He then stood up and left
the room.
"Strip club my ass! Fucking hell, Youji! You almost seem to believe that I
have some interest in the dull Earth women! Well, news flash, I don't! I get to
pick the bar."
"Well, FYI, I do, and Omi has never had the chance to meet any Earth women,
so I do believe it would be only fair to allow him to do that."
"Damn straight! You think he would meet any women that actually had any
brains, or anything other than..."
"You mean to tell me they do?? Wait a minute, what the fuck does 'well, news
flash, I don't,' mean?! Do you prefer Earth men??! Or maybe you like those
goddamn mother fUcKiNg ANGELS! Is THAT it??!" He said shoving Ken into the
corner. As if expeting a fight to break out, Omi entered the room with three
coats, the car keys and a map. He grabbed both men by the arms and pulled them
out the door, dropping them in Youji's car. As Omi started up the car, Youji
jumped forwardand tried to stop the young demon from driving his precious car.
"I get to choose the bar," he stated calmly, finishing the conversation. The
two demons in the back seat moaned.
~~~
"Nagi, what in god's name is this mess?!" Craford yelled, still in a foul
mood from the previous day's experiences.
"They're called 'Christmas lights.' The Earth people use them to celebrete
the birth of Jesus. They all give each other presents underneath a huge
evergreen tree. They also pretend to be some guy that they call Santa Claus. I
think that's to help the kid's understand..."
"Nagi, shut up." Schuldich said plainly. "You're very welcome Crawford."
"Does anyone want to help me try and figure these things out?? I still have to
go get a tree!" He said, excitedly trying to untangle the mess of lights. "Hey
will someone plug these in for me?!"
Farfie stuck the fork he had earlier super-glued to his hand into the
socket. He looked up at Nagi, trying to seem interested in the pile of green
plastic wires and colored light bulbs and said, "I'll drive you. But only if we
can make a quick stop on the way home."
"Hey," Schuldich yelled over his shoulder,"I'm all out of beer, could you
get me some?"
"Beer, right."
~~~
"I still can't believe that Omi picked such a great club!" Youji shouted
over the band, "I mean, come on! Look at all the women. And this beer!"
"Oh yeah, you didn't go overboard at all! Holy fuck, look at him! He is so
fucking drunk! Aya is going to kill us!"
Omi was dancing with one of the strippers on top of one of the nearby tables
dancing like he could give Youji a few lessons. Ken turned to Youji again only
to find a beautiful, tall, thin woman with long blonde hair standing in his
place.
"Youj.. um... hi, who are you??"
"Oh, I'm sorry, did I startle you? My name is Trisha. And you would be?"
"Sorry, my name is Ken," turning to the bartender, he said, "I'll have
another one of these"
Suddenly, Ken heard a loud thud from the direction of Omi. He whipped around
to see Omi lying on the floor with the dancer on underneath him.
"Get a room!"
"Hey, get out of the way, I wanna watch!"
"PERVERT!"
"Hang on, I'll be right back." Ken said slowly, not wanting to leave the
gorgeous woman for fear that she would dissppear. He ran over to the area on the
floor next to the table where the crowd was now cheering Omi on, mostly men that
thought the petite blonde was a woman.
Ken shoved his way to the front of the crowd. It took some effort but he
made it. He began to reach for Omi to pull him up off the floor when he noticed
a couple shoving their way out of the circle and the corcle starting to break
up. Omi was talking the girl to the back room. Or, more likely, the girl was
taking Omi to the back room. Ken highly doubted that Omi even knew what was
going on.
Ken walked back to the bar to see Youji standing next to a laughing woman.
Trisha. Kenwalked up to the twojust in time for Trisha to leave.
"Call me, Trish!" Youji called after her.
"Dammit! You fucking asshole..."
"Woah, back off, I just got us invited to a party! Even more fun for Omi!"
~~~
"I want... THIS one!" Nagi said, pointing out the thickest, tallest tree on
the entire farm.
Farfie looked down at his knife, then up at the tree and frowned. "I'm not
touching that thing. Too big. How about..." he said, searching the farm quickly
with his single golden eye for the scrawniest tree he could find, "*that* one?"
"Well, I just don't know, it's not exactally the prettiest tree. Doesn't
have very many needles left. I don't know. What do you think? If you think..."
"I think that you need to shut up." Farfie said under his breath
"Farfie!" he said whipping around trying to look hurt. While doing this, he
ran directly into a tall, thin blonde woman whose name just happened to be
Trisha.
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