"Nothing too serious. A few nicks and scrapes, but I can handle it." Fixit said as she walked around the car, inspecting it for any dents.
"Good. We don't need a bullet riddled vehicle." Ralph said with a nasty glare at Zero.
"Hey, it wasn't my fault." Zero defended.
"Why exactly did he shoot at you?" Fixit asked.
"Well..." Zero mumbled.
"I know it wasn't because of some stupid watch." Ralph said. "What's the real reason?"
"ItriedtostealhisTV." Zero said in one breath.
"You what?" Bullet asked. "Why on Earth you try to steal his TV?"
"Some extra cash!" Zero said. "I could've sold it on the black market and gotten us a few bucks."
"Is there something wrong with you?" Ralph asked.
"Hey, is it my fault that I try to look out for us all?" Zero said.
"That's why we have jobs." Bullet said and walked into the barn they called a home. Fixit and Ralph just gave him looks then followed Bullet inside.
"I know you were just trying to help." Bugler said.
"Thanks Buggy." Zero said with a smile.
"You coming in?" Bugler asked.
"Maybe in a little while." Zero said. "I just need some fresh air."
"Okay." Bugler said, then went inside with the rest.
Zero sighed and leaned against the truck.
'I can't do anything right when it comes to them, can I?' Zero thought. 'No matter how hard I try, I always do something stupid.'
Zero suddenly got an idea. He dug in his pocket and pulled out the keys to the truck. He thought about it for a minute, then got in the truck and started it up. He sat there for another minute, wondering if it really was a good idea, then he drove off.
Fixit and Bullet went outside and stepped onto the empty dirt driveway.
"Now where is he going?" Fixit asked.
"Probably gone to get himself into more trouble." Bullet replied.
Zero pulled up in front of the convenient store and sighed. He looked through the window and saw Mr. Nugio mopping up. Zero thought about it for another minute then got out of the truck and walked inside.
"We're closed." Mr. Nugio said when he heard the bell on the door jingle.
"Can I just ask you something?" Zero asked and Mr. Nugio turned around.
"Oh, David, it's you." Mr. Nugio said and looked at him. "What do you need?"
"Well, things are just a tad tight." Zero said. Mr. Nugio gave him a look that said 'Go on.' "Well, I was wondering if I could have another shift. Time doesn't matter."
"Well, as a matter of fact, I just lost someone on last shift." Mr. Nugio said. "You can have that job if you like."
"Thanks." Zero said with a smile. "I'll start tomorrow."
Mr. Nugio smiled and Zero left the store. He climbed back in the truck and was about to start it when he noticed someone slip into the convenient store door.
He adjusted his vision and watched as someone slinked around the aisles, inching their way to the cash register and Mr. Nugio. Zero, alarmed, got out of the truck and just as sneakily went inside.
When he stepped inside, all the lights turned off, making the store pitch black except for the small stream of light coming through the windows from the street lamp outside.
Zero adjusted his vision and saw someone creeping along. Zero charged forward and tackled them. Whoever it was squirmed away from him and jumped back on their feet. Zero got up just as a fist came barreling at his face. He dodged it and kicked the person's feet from under them. The person flipped back up and kicked Zero into a stack of canned beans. Zero tumbled and the cans collapsed.
Zero saw the person grab a few bags of chips and some money from the register, then he saw them run off down the street.
Mr. Nugio turned on the lights and Zero got up quickly. He ran to the door and rushed out. He looked left and right but could see no one on the street or sidewalk.
Mr. Nugio stepped outside.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine." Zero said. "How much did they get?"
"Just a few bags of chips and ten bucks." Mr. Nugio said. "Nothing major. See you tomorrow."
"Yeah, see ya." Zero said then climbed in the truck. Zero watched Mr. Nugio walk back inside to clean up. Zero sat for a minute, thinking of who that could have possibly been, then he realized it. He put the pieces together and came up with one answer: Manticore.
"What?" Bullet asked after Zero had told everyone the tale. "An unidentified Manticore soldier? Here?"
"That's what I said." Zero said.
"Did you see a barcode? Army clothes? Anything concrete?" Fixit asked.
"No, but I fought whoever it was. They're a damn good fighter." Zero told her.
"Hey, you said you're working the late shift!" Bugler exclaimed.
"Money, we need money!" Zero said.
"Yeah, but how is it going to affect us?" Ralph asked.
"I just won't be around at night." Zero said. "And I'll have to sleep in the afternoons."
"There's one thing." Bullet said.
"And what is that?" Zero asked.
"If this starts to affect us, *any* of us, including you, in a negative way, you give up late shift." Bullet said.
"Fine." Zero sighed.
"I'm kind of tired." Bugler said.
"I think we've all had a long day." Bullet said.
"Yeah." Fixit agreed.
"Let's all just get some sleep and we'll all feel better in the morning." Bullet said, then everyone went off to bed.
"Good. We don't need a bullet riddled vehicle." Ralph said with a nasty glare at Zero.
"Hey, it wasn't my fault." Zero defended.
"Why exactly did he shoot at you?" Fixit asked.
"Well..." Zero mumbled.
"I know it wasn't because of some stupid watch." Ralph said. "What's the real reason?"
"ItriedtostealhisTV." Zero said in one breath.
"You what?" Bullet asked. "Why on Earth you try to steal his TV?"
"Some extra cash!" Zero said. "I could've sold it on the black market and gotten us a few bucks."
"Is there something wrong with you?" Ralph asked.
"Hey, is it my fault that I try to look out for us all?" Zero said.
"That's why we have jobs." Bullet said and walked into the barn they called a home. Fixit and Ralph just gave him looks then followed Bullet inside.
"I know you were just trying to help." Bugler said.
"Thanks Buggy." Zero said with a smile.
"You coming in?" Bugler asked.
"Maybe in a little while." Zero said. "I just need some fresh air."
"Okay." Bugler said, then went inside with the rest.
Zero sighed and leaned against the truck.
'I can't do anything right when it comes to them, can I?' Zero thought. 'No matter how hard I try, I always do something stupid.'
Zero suddenly got an idea. He dug in his pocket and pulled out the keys to the truck. He thought about it for a minute, then got in the truck and started it up. He sat there for another minute, wondering if it really was a good idea, then he drove off.
Fixit and Bullet went outside and stepped onto the empty dirt driveway.
"Now where is he going?" Fixit asked.
"Probably gone to get himself into more trouble." Bullet replied.
Zero pulled up in front of the convenient store and sighed. He looked through the window and saw Mr. Nugio mopping up. Zero thought about it for another minute then got out of the truck and walked inside.
"We're closed." Mr. Nugio said when he heard the bell on the door jingle.
"Can I just ask you something?" Zero asked and Mr. Nugio turned around.
"Oh, David, it's you." Mr. Nugio said and looked at him. "What do you need?"
"Well, things are just a tad tight." Zero said. Mr. Nugio gave him a look that said 'Go on.' "Well, I was wondering if I could have another shift. Time doesn't matter."
"Well, as a matter of fact, I just lost someone on last shift." Mr. Nugio said. "You can have that job if you like."
"Thanks." Zero said with a smile. "I'll start tomorrow."
Mr. Nugio smiled and Zero left the store. He climbed back in the truck and was about to start it when he noticed someone slip into the convenient store door.
He adjusted his vision and watched as someone slinked around the aisles, inching their way to the cash register and Mr. Nugio. Zero, alarmed, got out of the truck and just as sneakily went inside.
When he stepped inside, all the lights turned off, making the store pitch black except for the small stream of light coming through the windows from the street lamp outside.
Zero adjusted his vision and saw someone creeping along. Zero charged forward and tackled them. Whoever it was squirmed away from him and jumped back on their feet. Zero got up just as a fist came barreling at his face. He dodged it and kicked the person's feet from under them. The person flipped back up and kicked Zero into a stack of canned beans. Zero tumbled and the cans collapsed.
Zero saw the person grab a few bags of chips and some money from the register, then he saw them run off down the street.
Mr. Nugio turned on the lights and Zero got up quickly. He ran to the door and rushed out. He looked left and right but could see no one on the street or sidewalk.
Mr. Nugio stepped outside.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine." Zero said. "How much did they get?"
"Just a few bags of chips and ten bucks." Mr. Nugio said. "Nothing major. See you tomorrow."
"Yeah, see ya." Zero said then climbed in the truck. Zero watched Mr. Nugio walk back inside to clean up. Zero sat for a minute, thinking of who that could have possibly been, then he realized it. He put the pieces together and came up with one answer: Manticore.
"What?" Bullet asked after Zero had told everyone the tale. "An unidentified Manticore soldier? Here?"
"That's what I said." Zero said.
"Did you see a barcode? Army clothes? Anything concrete?" Fixit asked.
"No, but I fought whoever it was. They're a damn good fighter." Zero told her.
"Hey, you said you're working the late shift!" Bugler exclaimed.
"Money, we need money!" Zero said.
"Yeah, but how is it going to affect us?" Ralph asked.
"I just won't be around at night." Zero said. "And I'll have to sleep in the afternoons."
"There's one thing." Bullet said.
"And what is that?" Zero asked.
"If this starts to affect us, *any* of us, including you, in a negative way, you give up late shift." Bullet said.
"Fine." Zero sighed.
"I'm kind of tired." Bugler said.
"I think we've all had a long day." Bullet said.
"Yeah." Fixit agreed.
"Let's all just get some sleep and we'll all feel better in the morning." Bullet said, then everyone went off to bed.
