Sequel to: Cowboys and Angels
Plot: Brad and Irvine get into a fight in Las Vegas, Trowa and Tanaka stay out of it until the fight turns physical.
"STOP IT!" Tanaka shouted, restraining Irvine. "Please!" Trowa shouted, restraining Brad. "City prick!" "Country hic!!" "Pampered pretty boy!!" "Cowshit shoveler!!" "STOP IT!!!" Tanaka shouted. "You two! This fight has gone far enough!" Tanaka picked up his black cowboy hat and headed out. Trowa put his hands on his hips and glared at Brad. "I'm NOT going to cuddle with you until you two put your differences aside and become friends!" "T-trowa!" Trowa stormed out. Brad sat against the wall and stared Irvine down. Irvine returned the love by staring Brad down. ****** Trowa and Tanaka sat in the hotel bar, hearing the slot machines play tunes. Tanaka sipped his whiskey and Trowa sipped his wine. "I hate it when those boys fight. They really have nothing to fight about." "It's an American thing." Trowa said. "City people versus country folk." "Yeah." Tanaka sipped his whiskey. "For us in Japan it's more New Age versus Tradition, but the fights are NEVER this heated." "In Europe it's Peasants versus the Nobles and it's ALWAYS this heated." "So how did you and Brad meet anyway?" "It was Chicago 2 years ago. Have you ever been to Chicago?" "During the Great Depression, yeah." "Oh, then you wouldn't know. There's a nightclub there, it's called the Succubus Club. We met there." "Oh." Tanaka said. "Me and Irvine met each other while chasing Wendigo." "Wendigo?" "Native American mythos came to life and started killing people." "Oh, I see." Trowa nodded. "Wendigos were not as bad as the Uktena under Arizona." "Uktena is another Native American mythos?" "Yep." Tanaka said. "Horns like a ram, body like a snake, head and torso like a puma." "I saw one in a mythology book." Tanaka shrugged and smiled. "Ain't nothing until you personally see one let alone fight one." Trowa nodded. "Want to take a chance on the slots?" "Why not?" Tanaka smiled. ***** "I can't believe it!" Brad shouted. "They locked us in here!" "Serves you right, city dick!" Irvine said, heading for the window. "Who the fuck you calling a city dick, you angel-worshipping sheep fucker!" A dagger narrowly missed Brad's ear. Irvine pulled out another one. "Next one won't miss, mother fucker!" Brad sat down against the wall, still wide eyed. Irvine tried to open the window, but saw Tanaka's lock-ward on the windowsill. He swore up and down and tossed the dagger at Brad again, it nailed the wall on top of Brad's head. "WHAT THE FUCK YOU DO THAT FOR!?" "Because you're a dick." Irvine sat down on the bed and groaned. "Maybe we should take Tanaka and Trowa's advice." "If it wasn't for you and your cushy Godling getting stranded in the desert, me and Trowa would be fucking each other's brains out after a night of drinking and gambling!!" "Whatever Trowa sees in you is a FUCKING JOKE!" Irvine shouted. Brad pulled out the dagger about his head and did a half-assed job chucking it at Irvine. Irvine rolled off the bed as the dagger plopped onto the bed, blade out. Irvine ran up and punched Brad, sending his glasses flying. Brad grabbed a chair and threw it at Irvine. "Stand still, fucker!" Brad shouted. Irvine took the knife and threw it. Brad's eyes widened, then he touched the dagger's ivory handle between his legs. His eyes widened even further, he looked down to see the dagger between his legs, only milimeters closer and his penis would be no more. "You sorry son of a bitch." Brad said in a very squeaky voice. "..." Irvine sat down on the bed. ***** Tanaka handed Trowa a few more tokens and sipped his beer. "Wonder how the boys are doing." Trowa said. "I hope they didn't kill each other." "If they resort to zoanthrope form, then... Houston, we have a really BIG problem. It's no longer a New Moon, my powers are now effective." "Don't kill Brad, please." Trowa looked at him. "I won't." Tanaka said. "I'll just rip their grudge out of them." Trowa nodded. He pulled the lever. ***** Brad sat against the wall, looking at the crack in his new glasses. He put them back on and looked at the sunrise over the horizon. Irvine stood at the window, looking at the sites. Brad and Irvine didn't say a word, until the ice was broken. "Irvine... I want to apologize." "So do I." Irvine said. "We really had no reason to fight." "Yeah. You're right. We really never did have one..." Irvine turned toward Brad and extended his hand. "Pardners?" Brad smiled and shook it. "Pardners." Irvine smiled. The door and window went click... then the window shattered. "Eep..." "...yeah..." Brad said. Trowa and Tanaka walked in, with handfuls of thousands. "You boys made up." Tanaka smiled. Trowa walked over to Brad and handed Brad the wad of thousands. "Let's get some sleep." Brad pouted. "But I thought we were going to..." "I'm tired." Trowa said. Brad sighed. He followed Trowa to their room. Tanaka looked at the trashed room and waved his hands around. Everything in the room reasembled themselves and was restored. Irvine smiled and yawned. "Let's get some shuteye." Irvine said. "Then we'll decide what to do with your new fortune." Tanaka smiled and lied down on the bed. Irvine lied next to him. They tipped their cowboy hats over their eyes and went to sleep.