Ages: 20-Ash, 20-May, 19-Grace, 30-Vince
- 6 -
"Ash, shouldn't you wear something nicer.?" May looked at Ash, who was on Night Breeze. He had a plain black T-shirt on, with his jeans and pure black gym shoes.
"Naw." he said, "My boss said I could wear whatever I wanted."
With a cheerful wave he left for town. Night trotted through the trees to the town. Ash got off and put it in the stables and walked inside the building.
"You must be the new worker." Ash looked at the person who spoke. It was a man around Ash's age. He had purple hair, his eyes green.
"Yeah," Ash said, sitting down at his desk. They had to work together, he guessed.
"Good morning, Ash!" Vince walked in. Vince was Ash's boss.
"Hey Vince, wazzup?' Ash said, smiling.
"You are suppose to address your co-workers by their last names, KETCHUM," the man said.
"I see you met Brian Watts," Vince said.
"Yeah," Ash said sourly. He flipped the switch on the computer and turned it on.
*************3 days later**************** "A desk is for computers and working materials, not your shoes!" Brian snapped. Ash had his feet up on his desk, the keyboard on his lap.
"And no one cares!" Ash said.
"Put the keyboard on the desk!" he said.
"Two words: GET BENT!"
Vince came in, beaming at Ash. "Hahaha! I never thought of that!"
"Section B-65 says that is not prohibited!' Brian hissed.
"Strict," Ash muttered. He continued his work.
At 3:00 P.M., Ash got on Night Breeze. He saw a used black Chevy Prizm. It was three years old. It was dull and been unused for who knew how long. FOR SALE.ANY PRICE.CALL. a sign by it said.
Ash got off Night and walked over, the stallion trotting behind. He looked at the windshield, the sides, and the engine. He couldn't believe that such a car could have so many problems in the engine, and look perfectly fine!
He rang up the owner, and found out it was a woman. Humming, he waited for her to answer to his question. "Well, how much would you pay for it?" she asked.
"Um, how much did it cost at first?"
"20,000 dollars."
"Hmmm.how about 15,000?"
"15,000? That sounds good. I'll come down right now."
"Before you do, will you take a check?"
"Yes." The phone went back to the ringing. Ash waited by Night Breeze. A car pulled up by the Prizm. It was a Thunderbird. He looked up to see someone get out.
"Mr. Ketchum?" it was that woman from on the phone! She had long red hair up in a ponytail with a green bow, that matched her eyes,
"That's me!" Ash said, "What's happened to this thing?"
"My ex-husband, that's what! He destroyed the engine!"
"I wouldn't be surprised if the stuff on the under side is shot.may I?" Ash asked. She nodded. He crawled under the car and looked. "Yep, I was right!"
He came out from under it and got up. After brushing off, he wrote something down and gave her a paper from inside a book.
"What's this?" she asked.
"A check, duh!" he said, "For $15,000!"
"Oh." she said. She took a set of keys out and gave them to Ash. He took them and took a cell phone out.
Silence. "Yeah, hi, what's goin' on?" he asked.
Ash listened, then said, "I'll be home soon! Don't go worryin' over me."
"No, nothing wrong.Just waiting for somethin'."
"uh-huh, yeah, like I said.."
"Buh-bye sugar." Ash turned it off. Looking at her, he said, "My wife."
"Oh!" she said, "Well, Mr. Ketchum, I have got to go, here-" hands him a piece of paper "call me and tell me how the car's doin'!"
She got in the Thunderbird and left. He used the cell phone again, then waited. After 20 minutes, the Prizm was hooked up to a tow truck, and the driver was Richie! "Yo, Ash, what's happening?" he asked.
"Just bought this car," Ash said.
"Why do you need it-"
"towed? Doesn't work."
"Then why did you buy it?"
"I can fix it, ya know!"
Richie frowned. The trees got thicker, and they were happy to get to the clearing. Ash hoped out and looked around. Richie got out and looked at him.
"Where are ya sugar?" Ash called out. Richie howled with laughter. "Shut up!"
"SUGAR?" Richie choked.
What they heard next made Richie laugh even harder. "Leave my poor little Ashy-Washy alone!"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" he yelled.
"Well, let me unhook this car, ASHY-WASHY!" Richie laughed.
"See what you started!" Ash asked. May came out from the trees. She laughed.
"Sorry!" she said, "what the heck is that thing?"
"Er, the car." Ash said.
"And why is it hooked up?"
"Er, it doesn't work."
"WHAT!"
"Oh, knock it off! It'll give me something to do besides bug you!" Ash said. May looked at him.
"Are you sure you know how?" she asked. Ash put his arm around her.
"I wouldn't have bought it if I didn't, sugar!" he said, "And don't you DARE say a word, Richie!"
Richie snickered and said, "Alright, Ashy-Washy!"
Ash turned red, said "Shut up or die!" and walked away.
- 6 -
"Ash, shouldn't you wear something nicer.?" May looked at Ash, who was on Night Breeze. He had a plain black T-shirt on, with his jeans and pure black gym shoes.
"Naw." he said, "My boss said I could wear whatever I wanted."
With a cheerful wave he left for town. Night trotted through the trees to the town. Ash got off and put it in the stables and walked inside the building.
"You must be the new worker." Ash looked at the person who spoke. It was a man around Ash's age. He had purple hair, his eyes green.
"Yeah," Ash said, sitting down at his desk. They had to work together, he guessed.
"Good morning, Ash!" Vince walked in. Vince was Ash's boss.
"Hey Vince, wazzup?' Ash said, smiling.
"You are suppose to address your co-workers by their last names, KETCHUM," the man said.
"I see you met Brian Watts," Vince said.
"Yeah," Ash said sourly. He flipped the switch on the computer and turned it on.
*************3 days later**************** "A desk is for computers and working materials, not your shoes!" Brian snapped. Ash had his feet up on his desk, the keyboard on his lap.
"And no one cares!" Ash said.
"Put the keyboard on the desk!" he said.
"Two words: GET BENT!"
Vince came in, beaming at Ash. "Hahaha! I never thought of that!"
"Section B-65 says that is not prohibited!' Brian hissed.
"Strict," Ash muttered. He continued his work.
At 3:00 P.M., Ash got on Night Breeze. He saw a used black Chevy Prizm. It was three years old. It was dull and been unused for who knew how long. FOR SALE.ANY PRICE.CALL. a sign by it said.
Ash got off Night and walked over, the stallion trotting behind. He looked at the windshield, the sides, and the engine. He couldn't believe that such a car could have so many problems in the engine, and look perfectly fine!
He rang up the owner, and found out it was a woman. Humming, he waited for her to answer to his question. "Well, how much would you pay for it?" she asked.
"Um, how much did it cost at first?"
"20,000 dollars."
"Hmmm.how about 15,000?"
"15,000? That sounds good. I'll come down right now."
"Before you do, will you take a check?"
"Yes." The phone went back to the ringing. Ash waited by Night Breeze. A car pulled up by the Prizm. It was a Thunderbird. He looked up to see someone get out.
"Mr. Ketchum?" it was that woman from on the phone! She had long red hair up in a ponytail with a green bow, that matched her eyes,
"That's me!" Ash said, "What's happened to this thing?"
"My ex-husband, that's what! He destroyed the engine!"
"I wouldn't be surprised if the stuff on the under side is shot.may I?" Ash asked. She nodded. He crawled under the car and looked. "Yep, I was right!"
He came out from under it and got up. After brushing off, he wrote something down and gave her a paper from inside a book.
"What's this?" she asked.
"A check, duh!" he said, "For $15,000!"
"Oh." she said. She took a set of keys out and gave them to Ash. He took them and took a cell phone out.
Silence. "Yeah, hi, what's goin' on?" he asked.
Ash listened, then said, "I'll be home soon! Don't go worryin' over me."
"No, nothing wrong.Just waiting for somethin'."
"uh-huh, yeah, like I said.."
"Buh-bye sugar." Ash turned it off. Looking at her, he said, "My wife."
"Oh!" she said, "Well, Mr. Ketchum, I have got to go, here-" hands him a piece of paper "call me and tell me how the car's doin'!"
She got in the Thunderbird and left. He used the cell phone again, then waited. After 20 minutes, the Prizm was hooked up to a tow truck, and the driver was Richie! "Yo, Ash, what's happening?" he asked.
"Just bought this car," Ash said.
"Why do you need it-"
"towed? Doesn't work."
"Then why did you buy it?"
"I can fix it, ya know!"
Richie frowned. The trees got thicker, and they were happy to get to the clearing. Ash hoped out and looked around. Richie got out and looked at him.
"Where are ya sugar?" Ash called out. Richie howled with laughter. "Shut up!"
"SUGAR?" Richie choked.
What they heard next made Richie laugh even harder. "Leave my poor little Ashy-Washy alone!"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" he yelled.
"Well, let me unhook this car, ASHY-WASHY!" Richie laughed.
"See what you started!" Ash asked. May came out from the trees. She laughed.
"Sorry!" she said, "what the heck is that thing?"
"Er, the car." Ash said.
"And why is it hooked up?"
"Er, it doesn't work."
"WHAT!"
"Oh, knock it off! It'll give me something to do besides bug you!" Ash said. May looked at him.
"Are you sure you know how?" she asked. Ash put his arm around her.
"I wouldn't have bought it if I didn't, sugar!" he said, "And don't you DARE say a word, Richie!"
Richie snickered and said, "Alright, Ashy-Washy!"
Ash turned red, said "Shut up or die!" and walked away.