"So why are we leaving now?"
"Because bounties don't come to you, while you stay in the same town." Answered Spike.
"Okay fine. We'll have it your way. We'll leave." Dara said with a pout.
"I wouldn't try that if I was you."
"Why?"
"Because it doesn't work on me."
"Fine." Dara follows Spike for a good hour until she started to whine. "Why do we have to walk in the desert again. We had a million double dollars and you want to save it all and walk! We should have bought some car and gas."
"Will you shut up!" Spike screams at Dara.
"FINE I WILL!" she screams back louder.
They walked in silence for the whole day and when night started to fall they set up camp in silence. The first words were finally spoken by Dara, but they were bitter words saying supper was ready and that was the last thing she said that night. She took her army blanket over to one side of the tent and laid it down. She then used her long coat as a blanket. She still had to curl up a little to fit all under it. Even in the morning she wouldn't say a word to Spike and he tried to get a few words out of her, but it only ended with him sighing. Finally the next morning Dara was getting tired not talking and decide to finally talk to Spike. So the traveled for about a month and the reached a small town just outside of December City. There was no inn and they would have to walk another day just to get to December City. "Spike," Dara yawned. "I want to stay here. I don't want to camp out in the desert again."
"Fine." Came his reply. "Where are we going to stay?" He asked.
Dara seen a bunch of kids running around in the center of the town and she walks over to them. "Hey kids!" she greets them. They look at her wearily and she just smiles back at them. "Do you guys know anyplace where we can stay?" They just shake there heads no at her. "Darn! Well, thanks anyways."
"Well, did you get any information out of those little brats?"
"No, so I guess we'll have to do it your way. I was so looking forward to a nice hot bath."
"Hey!" came a voice where the children were playing. Both Spike and Dara look over to see what looked like a priest, with the kids standing behind him. "If you pay for the night and do some work, I'll let you stay for the night."
Dara looks over at Spike and grins. "What?" he asks.
"Can we?"
Spike bows his head a little and sighs. "I suppose so. I'll probably hear you bitching and whining tonight if we don't."
"Yay! I finally get a hot bath, I finally get a hot bath!" Dara sang as she skipped around Spike.
"Will you cut that out!" He hollors as he flicks a cigarette butt away.
"Fine!" Dara answers back and just stops.
"What an odd couple." The priest says as he picks up his huge cross.
"WE ARE NOT A COUPLE!" Dara screams back at him.
"Yeah, sure, whatever. Follow me if you want to find where you are staying."
"Huh?" Dara says, but still follows anyways with Spike right behind her thinking that she was acted too much like a child for him to handle.
"Well anyways," the priest continues, "My name is Nicholas D. Wolfwood. I'm going to be leaving soon to look for someone. I have someone to watch the children while I'm away, but need someone to be here tomorrow to watch them. Can you do that for me?"
"So, that means we have to stay here for two night then?" Spike asks.
"Exactly!"
"Then why do we have to pay for the night?" Dara whined.
"Because I'll be here tonight and anything to help the orphanage I'm running here."
Dara raised her hand and did a little jumping motion. "Can I cook the supper and stuff like that?"
"Sure, you can do all the house keeping stuff, if you like?"
Dara glares a little and points over to Spike. "Only if he helps me."
Nicholas sees the look on Spike's face and laughs. "It's a deal then."
That night Dara made supper for everyone and Spike had to do the dishes. The children were quite entertained with Dara playing with them. When it came time to getting the children to bed Spike and Nicholas had a handful. It didn't help either that Dara would join in with them running around and exclaiming with them, "Do we have too?" Finally about an hour later Dara had to quite helping them and help Spike and Nicholas, thanks to Spike's stern glare. After that it was smooth as silk to get the children into bed.
The next morning Dara was awakened rudely from a bunch of children jumping on her bed to wake her up. She finally gets up, gets dressed after she shoos the children out, and goes and makes breakfast for them. After waking up enough she ran out to join them to play with their ball. Half way between breakfast and soon to be lunch Both Spike and Nicholas came out of their rooms, sleep in their eyes, and smoking a cigarette. They both grunted at each other and headed towards the kitchen to find it in a mess. Spike walks towards the door in the front to find Dara playing a game of kick ball with the children.
"Hey!" he called out to her. She looks over at him to show that she heard him. "You made a mess in the kitchen. Maybe you should clean it up."
"No," she called back. "I left that for you to do since I had to entertain the kids here and feed them."
"Figures." He mutters with a puff from his cigarette.
Around lunch time the children had began to complain about being hungry. Dara sighed and went in to make some lunch for them. After lunch Nicholas said it was time for him to go. He grabs his cross and heads out. The children ran out the door, waved to him good bye, and watched him till he disappeared in the distanced.
~*~*~
For the rest of the day, Spike and Dara took care of the children. It was that night when Dara was asleep that she had a terrifying nightmare. She thought a noise had woken her up that night, so she tried to open her eyelids. They felt as if they were nothing but weights. She managed to get them open enough, so she could see through small slits. It looked like a nurse was checking some fluids, but couldn't be, could it? She swore she could smell the sterile smell of hospital smell. Pretty soon her eyelids began to get heavy again that she couldn't keep them open. She woke up with a start and sat up very fast that she almost threw off a few orphans that decided to sleep with her, like she was their mother. She sighed and flopped back down on her pillow. In the morning it was the same routine for Dara again. After lunch Dara helped Spike do the dishes when they heard a knock at the door. She let Spike finish up the dishes and she headed towards the door. She manages to peek out and sees a man standing there. "Hello there. My name is Fredrick and I'm sure Nicholas has told you about me."
"Yeah, you're the one to watch the kids here until he gets back."
"That's exactly right. I hope the children weren't too much of a trouble."
"No, they weren't. Can you wait for me and my friend to pack our stuff and we can get going."
"Sure!" Fredrick said with a smile as he stepped in. The children came out nowhere and surrounded Fredrick's legs screaming "Uncle Fredrick!"
Spike and Dara managed to get all their stuff packed and started to head out the door when the children managed to grab on to Dara's legs. It wasn't till she promises she would be back that they finally let go of her legs. As they headed towards December, Dara glanced back at the children, hoping that one day their lives would be even happier.
"Because bounties don't come to you, while you stay in the same town." Answered Spike.
"Okay fine. We'll have it your way. We'll leave." Dara said with a pout.
"I wouldn't try that if I was you."
"Why?"
"Because it doesn't work on me."
"Fine." Dara follows Spike for a good hour until she started to whine. "Why do we have to walk in the desert again. We had a million double dollars and you want to save it all and walk! We should have bought some car and gas."
"Will you shut up!" Spike screams at Dara.
"FINE I WILL!" she screams back louder.
They walked in silence for the whole day and when night started to fall they set up camp in silence. The first words were finally spoken by Dara, but they were bitter words saying supper was ready and that was the last thing she said that night. She took her army blanket over to one side of the tent and laid it down. She then used her long coat as a blanket. She still had to curl up a little to fit all under it. Even in the morning she wouldn't say a word to Spike and he tried to get a few words out of her, but it only ended with him sighing. Finally the next morning Dara was getting tired not talking and decide to finally talk to Spike. So the traveled for about a month and the reached a small town just outside of December City. There was no inn and they would have to walk another day just to get to December City. "Spike," Dara yawned. "I want to stay here. I don't want to camp out in the desert again."
"Fine." Came his reply. "Where are we going to stay?" He asked.
Dara seen a bunch of kids running around in the center of the town and she walks over to them. "Hey kids!" she greets them. They look at her wearily and she just smiles back at them. "Do you guys know anyplace where we can stay?" They just shake there heads no at her. "Darn! Well, thanks anyways."
"Well, did you get any information out of those little brats?"
"No, so I guess we'll have to do it your way. I was so looking forward to a nice hot bath."
"Hey!" came a voice where the children were playing. Both Spike and Dara look over to see what looked like a priest, with the kids standing behind him. "If you pay for the night and do some work, I'll let you stay for the night."
Dara looks over at Spike and grins. "What?" he asks.
"Can we?"
Spike bows his head a little and sighs. "I suppose so. I'll probably hear you bitching and whining tonight if we don't."
"Yay! I finally get a hot bath, I finally get a hot bath!" Dara sang as she skipped around Spike.
"Will you cut that out!" He hollors as he flicks a cigarette butt away.
"Fine!" Dara answers back and just stops.
"What an odd couple." The priest says as he picks up his huge cross.
"WE ARE NOT A COUPLE!" Dara screams back at him.
"Yeah, sure, whatever. Follow me if you want to find where you are staying."
"Huh?" Dara says, but still follows anyways with Spike right behind her thinking that she was acted too much like a child for him to handle.
"Well anyways," the priest continues, "My name is Nicholas D. Wolfwood. I'm going to be leaving soon to look for someone. I have someone to watch the children while I'm away, but need someone to be here tomorrow to watch them. Can you do that for me?"
"So, that means we have to stay here for two night then?" Spike asks.
"Exactly!"
"Then why do we have to pay for the night?" Dara whined.
"Because I'll be here tonight and anything to help the orphanage I'm running here."
Dara raised her hand and did a little jumping motion. "Can I cook the supper and stuff like that?"
"Sure, you can do all the house keeping stuff, if you like?"
Dara glares a little and points over to Spike. "Only if he helps me."
Nicholas sees the look on Spike's face and laughs. "It's a deal then."
That night Dara made supper for everyone and Spike had to do the dishes. The children were quite entertained with Dara playing with them. When it came time to getting the children to bed Spike and Nicholas had a handful. It didn't help either that Dara would join in with them running around and exclaiming with them, "Do we have too?" Finally about an hour later Dara had to quite helping them and help Spike and Nicholas, thanks to Spike's stern glare. After that it was smooth as silk to get the children into bed.
The next morning Dara was awakened rudely from a bunch of children jumping on her bed to wake her up. She finally gets up, gets dressed after she shoos the children out, and goes and makes breakfast for them. After waking up enough she ran out to join them to play with their ball. Half way between breakfast and soon to be lunch Both Spike and Nicholas came out of their rooms, sleep in their eyes, and smoking a cigarette. They both grunted at each other and headed towards the kitchen to find it in a mess. Spike walks towards the door in the front to find Dara playing a game of kick ball with the children.
"Hey!" he called out to her. She looks over at him to show that she heard him. "You made a mess in the kitchen. Maybe you should clean it up."
"No," she called back. "I left that for you to do since I had to entertain the kids here and feed them."
"Figures." He mutters with a puff from his cigarette.
Around lunch time the children had began to complain about being hungry. Dara sighed and went in to make some lunch for them. After lunch Nicholas said it was time for him to go. He grabs his cross and heads out. The children ran out the door, waved to him good bye, and watched him till he disappeared in the distanced.
~*~*~
For the rest of the day, Spike and Dara took care of the children. It was that night when Dara was asleep that she had a terrifying nightmare. She thought a noise had woken her up that night, so she tried to open her eyelids. They felt as if they were nothing but weights. She managed to get them open enough, so she could see through small slits. It looked like a nurse was checking some fluids, but couldn't be, could it? She swore she could smell the sterile smell of hospital smell. Pretty soon her eyelids began to get heavy again that she couldn't keep them open. She woke up with a start and sat up very fast that she almost threw off a few orphans that decided to sleep with her, like she was their mother. She sighed and flopped back down on her pillow. In the morning it was the same routine for Dara again. After lunch Dara helped Spike do the dishes when they heard a knock at the door. She let Spike finish up the dishes and she headed towards the door. She manages to peek out and sees a man standing there. "Hello there. My name is Fredrick and I'm sure Nicholas has told you about me."
"Yeah, you're the one to watch the kids here until he gets back."
"That's exactly right. I hope the children weren't too much of a trouble."
"No, they weren't. Can you wait for me and my friend to pack our stuff and we can get going."
"Sure!" Fredrick said with a smile as he stepped in. The children came out nowhere and surrounded Fredrick's legs screaming "Uncle Fredrick!"
Spike and Dara managed to get all their stuff packed and started to head out the door when the children managed to grab on to Dara's legs. It wasn't till she promises she would be back that they finally let go of her legs. As they headed towards December, Dara glanced back at the children, hoping that one day their lives would be even happier.