Ditto, Braun, Beerbelly, and Gutter all crowd around a table in their
"humble abode". It was a scarcely furnished apartment that had but one
window. They sat there looking at the plans drawn up for their big event
two nights from now. The reason they were waiting an extra day was so that
their fearless leader Flamer could join them on their fray. The setting sun
shone through the open window and the men leaned back in their seats.
"So it's decided then. Friday night we take out the bar and have a welcome back party for Flamer!" said Gutter as he twirled his gun with his fingers. Beerbelly stood up and looked out the window to the cemetery below. He saw two figures and a bird looking back up at him. Beerbelly snorted and walked towards the door.
"I'll see you guys later, I gotta go down town to pick up some stuff." He said and then he walked out and closed the door behind him. Beerbelly's large feet thudded along the corridor and he exited the building. The crow screeched as the extended stomach of a man came out the front door. The man ignored it and walked slowly down the street.
"Well, there goes one of them, should we go after him?" said Eric watching the man amble along. Katrina shook her head and peered up and down the street.
"How far to your old apartment from here?" she asked not looking at him. He was confused and it showed on his face. She smiled and ran to the next corner, closely followed by Eric and the Crow.
"It's down this road here, why?" he questioned as they hid behind a dumpster. Katrina jogged across the street and ran all the way down. Eric followed yet again, and was still confused. He stopped her and she understood. In front of them stood a large apartment building and at the top of the building, a broken window yawned over the street sign. Katrina walked to the boarded entrance and pried open the planks. She rushed up the stairs to the very top, and Eric opened the door for her. "Why did I do that?' he asked himself. Pushing these thoughts aside, he stepped in and Katrina stood in the middle of the floor. The apartment was exactly as he had left it, but Gabriel went home with Sarah the night he returned to his grave. Katrina turned to him and saw him grimace as he thought of memories past.
"You mustn't think about it now, it's better to just let the memories go as fast as they come. Now, do you have any women's clothing? I need to get out of this dress." She said as she swept the hair from his eyes. Eric felt something more than just a touch; he felt Shelly. He felt Shelly in Katrina. He sat down on a worn-out old couch and stared at her blankly. Then he remembered her question.
"Uh, yeah, in here." He said and he got up. She smiled with relief and walked into the next room with him. In there lay a broken bed covered in dirty blankets and sheets, along with an armoire. Eric opened it up and inside it was filled with beautiful dresses that were still clean and wearable. Katrina gasped and took out three dresses that she thought were the best. She laid them out on the bed and looked at them more closely. The first one was a dark green dress with long sleeves that came to a point and a ring for the middle finger. The next was a dark crimson dress with puffy sleeves that tightened around the wrist. The last was a white dress much like the one she was already wearing, but it had slits on the legs and short sleeves. She looked at Eric and cleared her throat. He abruptly walked out of the room getting the message. She closed the door behind him and was left to decide. Eric changed his clothes also, for his were torn from his last visit. He now wore a black shirt with golden locks running down the front and on the shoulders. The pants were pretty much the same as what he had been wearing before, only not ripped. As he was putting his boots back on, Katrina opened the door and walked out. She wasn't wearing any of the other dresses; she had found something else. She was wearing a long and elegant black dress that had a lace corset. It was intricately decorated with a rose design with silver stitching. Eric drew in a breath as he saw her walk towards him.
"Well, ok, I know I don't exactly look great, but you don't have to stare. Let's go." Katrina said angrily and stormed out the door. He jumped up to follow her, thinking the whole while how much she looked like Shelly in that dress.
"So it's decided then. Friday night we take out the bar and have a welcome back party for Flamer!" said Gutter as he twirled his gun with his fingers. Beerbelly stood up and looked out the window to the cemetery below. He saw two figures and a bird looking back up at him. Beerbelly snorted and walked towards the door.
"I'll see you guys later, I gotta go down town to pick up some stuff." He said and then he walked out and closed the door behind him. Beerbelly's large feet thudded along the corridor and he exited the building. The crow screeched as the extended stomach of a man came out the front door. The man ignored it and walked slowly down the street.
"Well, there goes one of them, should we go after him?" said Eric watching the man amble along. Katrina shook her head and peered up and down the street.
"How far to your old apartment from here?" she asked not looking at him. He was confused and it showed on his face. She smiled and ran to the next corner, closely followed by Eric and the Crow.
"It's down this road here, why?" he questioned as they hid behind a dumpster. Katrina jogged across the street and ran all the way down. Eric followed yet again, and was still confused. He stopped her and she understood. In front of them stood a large apartment building and at the top of the building, a broken window yawned over the street sign. Katrina walked to the boarded entrance and pried open the planks. She rushed up the stairs to the very top, and Eric opened the door for her. "Why did I do that?' he asked himself. Pushing these thoughts aside, he stepped in and Katrina stood in the middle of the floor. The apartment was exactly as he had left it, but Gabriel went home with Sarah the night he returned to his grave. Katrina turned to him and saw him grimace as he thought of memories past.
"You mustn't think about it now, it's better to just let the memories go as fast as they come. Now, do you have any women's clothing? I need to get out of this dress." She said as she swept the hair from his eyes. Eric felt something more than just a touch; he felt Shelly. He felt Shelly in Katrina. He sat down on a worn-out old couch and stared at her blankly. Then he remembered her question.
"Uh, yeah, in here." He said and he got up. She smiled with relief and walked into the next room with him. In there lay a broken bed covered in dirty blankets and sheets, along with an armoire. Eric opened it up and inside it was filled with beautiful dresses that were still clean and wearable. Katrina gasped and took out three dresses that she thought were the best. She laid them out on the bed and looked at them more closely. The first one was a dark green dress with long sleeves that came to a point and a ring for the middle finger. The next was a dark crimson dress with puffy sleeves that tightened around the wrist. The last was a white dress much like the one she was already wearing, but it had slits on the legs and short sleeves. She looked at Eric and cleared her throat. He abruptly walked out of the room getting the message. She closed the door behind him and was left to decide. Eric changed his clothes also, for his were torn from his last visit. He now wore a black shirt with golden locks running down the front and on the shoulders. The pants were pretty much the same as what he had been wearing before, only not ripped. As he was putting his boots back on, Katrina opened the door and walked out. She wasn't wearing any of the other dresses; she had found something else. She was wearing a long and elegant black dress that had a lace corset. It was intricately decorated with a rose design with silver stitching. Eric drew in a breath as he saw her walk towards him.
"Well, ok, I know I don't exactly look great, but you don't have to stare. Let's go." Katrina said angrily and stormed out the door. He jumped up to follow her, thinking the whole while how much she looked like Shelly in that dress.