The luxury car speeds down one of Fairy City's many highways, heading towards the Goose Lady's established place of business, a run-down shoe-shaped house which some say is haunted by the ghost of hundreds of children. The house used to be a foster home until it was burned to the ground, killing all the trapped children inside. Inside the car, Prince, Twinkles, and Wolf all converse over different stories they've heard about the Goose Lady.
"You both know how I feel about this," Twinkles said from the backseat. "That crazy crystal ball, psychic bitch cost me my perfect relationship. If anything, I say we go in there and pay her back."
"And how exactly would you say we do that?" Wolf asked from the passenger seat as he turned down the blaring music.
"Leave me in a room alone with that bitch for five minutes and my feet will be smelling so much like her ass, you couldn't tell the difference."
"When the fuck did you have the perfect relationship? You ever think that the reason Peter was with you was because he was gay and you just happened to be a little transexual with an identity crisis?"
"Fuck you, Prince. Peter loved me. More than anyone else has."
"Alright, kiddies, quiet down. Who is this Goose bitch anyway?"
"Oh, that's right, Wolf, your ass was locked up when she first moved to the city," Prince said while taking a turn way to fast. "It was almost five years ago, right. She moves in that old orphanage and right from the beginning, everybody is running their mouths, asking all types of questions. You know, cause that place is supposed to be filled with ghosts or some shit. It's empty for twenty-five fucking years and then she buys it and moves in two days later. Good business, if you ask me, but then around here no one is ever too happy for too long.
She opens up this psychic hotline right, just like the one with the fake ass Jamaican lady on TV. 'Cept she don't put no ads anywhere, no TV spots, no newpapers, no internet, no nothing. Just puts her number in the phone book, 'Hear your future. No fee.' is what it said."
Wolf cuts off Prince's story, "Wait a minute, if no one knew about her how did she get any business?"
"People in this city are a bunch of nosy motherfuckers. Somebody new moves in, they got people damn near spying on em like they the fucking F.B.I. Anyway, bout a week goes by, nothing. Then one day she gets a phone call. Who do you think is calling up this bitch? It's the fucking Red Queen."
Wolf and Twinkles both begin laughing, each having previous run-ins with the Red Heart Gang. Before Prince continues with his story, Wolf pulls out and lights a cigarette and offers Prince one. He lights it and continues.
"Ok, apparently, the Red Heart Gang runs a protection racket all across that area. Goose's place is right dab in the middle of it. Queen's pissed too, she's fucking flipping, screaming about she doesn't give a fuck about no fucking ghost or what have you. You run a business in her parts of town, you pay the price, or she sends in her hatchet men and then you really pay the price. She's going on like this for like three minutes, and the Goose Lady doesn't say a word."
Twinkles puts her head in-between the two front seats and cranes her neck to look Prince in the face. "How the fuck do you know this? I know you haven't ever done any business for the Red Hearts, do how the fuck could you know any of this shit?"
Prince pushes her head back and says, "My dad. See dad set up some big hedonistic orgy for the Queen. The whole nine yards, men, women, transvestites, midgets, goats, you name it, she wanted it all there. Well, apparently one of the whores that got sent there stole something and Queen wanted it back, along with the chick who stole it. While she was at my dad's office, the whore told her that the Goose lady was the one who told her where to find whatever she stole. The Queen tells her boys to take the whore to the car and they dragged her ass out screaming and shit, then uses my dad's phone to call the fucking Goose Lady. I heard the whole fucking conversation because she had her ass on the speaker phone."
"Well what did the whore still?" Wolf asked.
"No clue. Neither the Queen or my dad would say, but I guess it was important for the Queen to show up at the office."
"Well, get back to damn story, ass."
"Fuck you, Twinkles. Anyway, the Goose Lady just sits and takes all this shit the Queen is screaming at her, doesn't say shit. I guess it was pissing the Queen of more and she starts yelling at her all over again. Then the Goose Lady tells her that in a week she'd know the pain of betrayal or some shit like that. Queen doesn't pay attention to it right, then after a while she leaves. A week fucking later was when Johnny Ace, the Red Heart leader, was arrested for fleeing the scene of some huge murder, told the cops that he worked for the Red Queen and he'd testify against her in court."
"I remember hearing about that, Johnny Appleseed, the news was calling him cause he shoved a bag full of apple seeds down some people's throats, right?"
"Yeah, you put a hitman in a yard and garden store and he's going to use what's around, what the fuck did people expect, him not to get creative. Killings an art." Wolf said. "I met Johnny inside, he hated that Appleseed shit. Bout twenty years ago he was known as the Butcher and that's how he wanted to be remember, but no… the fucking news needs to make their fucking headlines so all you damn sheep can have something to talk about during your coffee breaks."
"Anyway, Queen starts shitting herself right. Not because of Johnny Ace, she handled that a couple hours after she heard about it, but about the Goose Lady. She starts calling her up on a regular fucking basis and shit. First it was once a week, then three times a week, now she calls her a couple times a day just to stay one step ahead of everybody. Well, people start hearing about this shit and start calling her up, in a year the Goose Lady is fucking stacking money in that house. She hires some fucking people to answer phones and talk some fucking shit to whoever calls and she bows out. Only takes calls from Queen now, makes tons of fucking money from it too."
"So that's why you wanna go there and just not call right?" Twinkles asked.
"Yup, I need to know something and I'm not going to talk to some fucking fat ass house wife who can't fit her fucking door, whose husband is working his skinny ass to death just to be able to afford that whale-bitches grocery bill."
"Don't make fun of Earl and Carla," Wolf says. "Earl helped me out when I first got out. Gave me a decent job and a place to stay. You'd like Carla too."
"And why's that, her sweat smells like donuts? Does she move from that chair, she's always got that fucking headset on, talking and eating… the fat bitch."
"No, she's really nice."
Twinkles leans between the two seats again, but this time looks at Wolf, "You mean the fat bitch can suck a good dick, right?"
"Well, that too… but what fat bitch can't?"
"It's all the eating. They get a lotta practice so when they do it, it's like a fucking ancient instinct comes out of em."
Both Wolf and Prince look at Twinkles. Neither says anything.
"What?… Wolf isn't the only one who ever got the fat bitch to suck him off. Before I had my 'change', I'd go over there twice a day. Give her some apple pie flavored sprinkle and then she'd shine my shit."
"Ok, way to much, Twinkles. It's bad enough I saw you naked before, I don't wanna think about that fat whore sucking a midget's Frankenstein penis for some 'apple pie flavored' sprinkle. What the fuck is that, anyway."
"It's regular sprinkle, doesn't get you high. You put on your food and it makes everything taste like home-made apple pie. I got some if you wanna try it."
"That's ok."
The trio continued driving for the next thirty minutes and continued to talk about any and everything. As they pulled up to the shoe-shaped house, Prince drove by slowly so they could see what was going on there.
"Why is this such a big deal for us talk to her anyway?"
"Not us, Wolf, just me. The Queen doesn't like anyone messing with her shit. I'm going to go in alone, just in case we get caught. She'd have no problem added the two of you to her wall collection, but her and my dad have a nice little working relationship going on and I doubt she wants that ruined."
As they come to the corner and begin to turn Twinkles sees something.
"You've got a problem, Prince."
"What's that?"
"The Goose Lady got a doorman. I don't think your going to be able to talk your way by him."
"Why's that?"
"It's Fritzy."
Both Prince and Wolf said in unison, "Fuck!"
"Don't worry. I'll handle this. You owe me big though, Prince," and with that Twinkles walked from the car heading towards the Goose Lady's house.
To be continued…
Author's Notes
I got another review! Hopefully, they'll keep coming. Anyway, hope you guys and girls like this chapter, a lot more talking than usual. Oh, to try and get more reviews, I wanna start drawing scenes from the story, (Annoucement- I'm an art student who dreams of being a writer. Go figure, right.) I just need to know what scenes everybody wants to see. Review and let me know. I'll put the pictures up at my site, check my bio for the link.
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Cinderella's Prince- thanks for enlarging an already rather huge ego. Hopefully, you'll stick with the story. I should get more reviews, I think the R rating might be the reason, but regardless tell your friends to tell their friends and so on and so forth, and then maybe I'll get some reviews.
