Dara hummed as she leaned back tapping on the steering wheel. She
was quit happy with her jeep that she bought with a small part of her 2.3
million double dollars. It cost her kind of a fortune for it and then
another to fill it, but she was happy. Spike, on the other hand, wasn't.
He wanted to save it all, but Dara argued it was all her's and she can
spend it. Besides she still had a large hunk of her money left. "Hey
Spike, how much farther till the next town?" She asks.
"I don't know." He replied. He was leaning on the door, a cigarette in his fingers, and a tired look in his eyes. "The sheriff said it would take a couple days, even in a jeep."
"Oh well. You know you'll have to drive when we get a little closer to town. Is that okay?"
"Whatever," he replied as he dosed off.
~*~*~
Spike woke up when he felt the jeep shutter to a stop. He then heard Dara get out of the jeep and shut the door. "Are you going to wake up and camp out or what?"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Spike answers as he gets up and out of the car. Spike reaches into back seat and pulls out some blankets.
Dara had manage to get a fire going and was getting some food around to make some supper. She looks up and notices the fact that all Spike gets out is a couple of blankets. "What? No tent tonight?"
Spike looks up, lights a cigarette, and blows some smoke out of his mouth. "Well, as late as it is. I think it would be nice to sleep under the stars."
"You're too lazy to set up the tent. That's the real reason, ain't it?"
He raises his hand up, like you caught me, and smiles. "How did you guess?"
"Hey, I would do the same thing too." Dara answered back as got a stew going.
Spike throws Dara's army blanket and white sheet on one side and his blankets on the other side of the fire. "Is it ready yet?"
Dara pulls the spoon out of the stew and shakes it dangerously at him, "You'll have to wait till it's done. I'll tell you when!"
"Alright, alright." Spike answered. He sits down on his blankets and lights up another cigarette. He sat there, smoking; till he was finished with it and Dara said it was supper time.
They manage to eat there supper in quiet and after supper they went straight to sleep. The next morning Spike woke up and realized that Dara was still fast asleep. He could tell that it was still way past noon. Even with a jeep, sleeping past noon wasn't going to get them nowhere fast. He gets up from his little blanket area, goes over to Dara, and nudges her with his foot. She makes some mumbling noise and goes back to sleep, if she was ever up. "Hey, time to get up." Spike says as he lights up a cigarette.
Dara sits up and gives Spike an evil glare. "I'm trying to catch up on my sleep here. Can't you let me sleep?"
"Nope. If you want to get to the next town, we can't be sleeping past noone."
"Fine, whatever." Dara grumbles angerly. She picks up all of their stuff and dumps it in the back seat. She climbs into the driver seat and sits there. "Are you coming?"
"Yeah." Spike climbs into the front passenger seat.
~*~*~
They drove all day, only to stop to have brunch, rest stops, and to switch drivers. Once the suns set they would stop for the night to have supper and sleep. At the first crack of dawn they would get up and continue. This routine was continued for a few days, until Dara spotted the city in the distanced. They finally get to the outside of the city and park the jeep. As the walked through the city, Dara looked around like she was a tourist. Spike didn't think that was a good idea, but he decided it wasn't a good idea to tell her.
Dara thought she heard a voice far away saying something like, look out. What she seen was defiantly something that went to look out. Dara casually step to the side and a bucket of lands on Spike's head, covering him with dirty water. Dara then pushes him out of the way and gets landed on by a tall woman with long light brown hair.
"I'm so sorry, mister. Hey, where did your friend go?"
Spike gets the bucket off his head and looks down at the woman. "You're sitting on her."
"I am?" The woman looks down and notices Dara under her. She gets up and helps Dara up, not noticing that Dara's back is now in pain. "I'm so sorry I didn't see you under me. Let me make it up to both of you. You can come to supper with Meryl and me. Oh, by the way, my name is Millie Thomason."
Dara, with one hand on her back grimacing in pain, raises one of her hands and replies, "Hey, I'm Dara and this is Spike." She indicates over to him. Dara bends over backwards, standing on her hands and feet. When she did an audible cracking up and down her spin was heard. She stands back up straight and sighs. "That felt great!" Spike just stood there, mouth open wide in amazement. Millie stood there smiling as if nothing was wrong.
"Come on this way!" Millie waves and Dara follows. Spike stands there for a few seconds, shakes his head, and follows.
The walked into the building that they were right next too. They walked past all the little cubicles that held people, all wearing the same uniforms. The finally get to the part that seemed for people a little higher up. "Meryl!" Millie called out of the crowd.
A somewhat short woman with blue hair stands up and answers back, "What is it Millie?"
"How about we go and get some supper. I'm bring along some friends, is that okay?"
The woman entitled Meryl comes up next to them an answers Millie's question. "That's fine Millie. It would be nice to have some company."
"I don't know." He replied. He was leaning on the door, a cigarette in his fingers, and a tired look in his eyes. "The sheriff said it would take a couple days, even in a jeep."
"Oh well. You know you'll have to drive when we get a little closer to town. Is that okay?"
"Whatever," he replied as he dosed off.
~*~*~
Spike woke up when he felt the jeep shutter to a stop. He then heard Dara get out of the jeep and shut the door. "Are you going to wake up and camp out or what?"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Spike answers as he gets up and out of the car. Spike reaches into back seat and pulls out some blankets.
Dara had manage to get a fire going and was getting some food around to make some supper. She looks up and notices the fact that all Spike gets out is a couple of blankets. "What? No tent tonight?"
Spike looks up, lights a cigarette, and blows some smoke out of his mouth. "Well, as late as it is. I think it would be nice to sleep under the stars."
"You're too lazy to set up the tent. That's the real reason, ain't it?"
He raises his hand up, like you caught me, and smiles. "How did you guess?"
"Hey, I would do the same thing too." Dara answered back as got a stew going.
Spike throws Dara's army blanket and white sheet on one side and his blankets on the other side of the fire. "Is it ready yet?"
Dara pulls the spoon out of the stew and shakes it dangerously at him, "You'll have to wait till it's done. I'll tell you when!"
"Alright, alright." Spike answered. He sits down on his blankets and lights up another cigarette. He sat there, smoking; till he was finished with it and Dara said it was supper time.
They manage to eat there supper in quiet and after supper they went straight to sleep. The next morning Spike woke up and realized that Dara was still fast asleep. He could tell that it was still way past noon. Even with a jeep, sleeping past noon wasn't going to get them nowhere fast. He gets up from his little blanket area, goes over to Dara, and nudges her with his foot. She makes some mumbling noise and goes back to sleep, if she was ever up. "Hey, time to get up." Spike says as he lights up a cigarette.
Dara sits up and gives Spike an evil glare. "I'm trying to catch up on my sleep here. Can't you let me sleep?"
"Nope. If you want to get to the next town, we can't be sleeping past noone."
"Fine, whatever." Dara grumbles angerly. She picks up all of their stuff and dumps it in the back seat. She climbs into the driver seat and sits there. "Are you coming?"
"Yeah." Spike climbs into the front passenger seat.
~*~*~
They drove all day, only to stop to have brunch, rest stops, and to switch drivers. Once the suns set they would stop for the night to have supper and sleep. At the first crack of dawn they would get up and continue. This routine was continued for a few days, until Dara spotted the city in the distanced. They finally get to the outside of the city and park the jeep. As the walked through the city, Dara looked around like she was a tourist. Spike didn't think that was a good idea, but he decided it wasn't a good idea to tell her.
Dara thought she heard a voice far away saying something like, look out. What she seen was defiantly something that went to look out. Dara casually step to the side and a bucket of lands on Spike's head, covering him with dirty water. Dara then pushes him out of the way and gets landed on by a tall woman with long light brown hair.
"I'm so sorry, mister. Hey, where did your friend go?"
Spike gets the bucket off his head and looks down at the woman. "You're sitting on her."
"I am?" The woman looks down and notices Dara under her. She gets up and helps Dara up, not noticing that Dara's back is now in pain. "I'm so sorry I didn't see you under me. Let me make it up to both of you. You can come to supper with Meryl and me. Oh, by the way, my name is Millie Thomason."
Dara, with one hand on her back grimacing in pain, raises one of her hands and replies, "Hey, I'm Dara and this is Spike." She indicates over to him. Dara bends over backwards, standing on her hands and feet. When she did an audible cracking up and down her spin was heard. She stands back up straight and sighs. "That felt great!" Spike just stood there, mouth open wide in amazement. Millie stood there smiling as if nothing was wrong.
"Come on this way!" Millie waves and Dara follows. Spike stands there for a few seconds, shakes his head, and follows.
The walked into the building that they were right next too. They walked past all the little cubicles that held people, all wearing the same uniforms. The finally get to the part that seemed for people a little higher up. "Meryl!" Millie called out of the crowd.
A somewhat short woman with blue hair stands up and answers back, "What is it Millie?"
"How about we go and get some supper. I'm bring along some friends, is that okay?"
The woman entitled Meryl comes up next to them an answers Millie's question. "That's fine Millie. It would be nice to have some company."