Chapter 24: Phone Convo
With Jake...
"No, Chad, I really don't think that's a good idea..." Jake's voice sounded burdened with distress.
"C'mon, Jake, they're really good girls, and I'm sure you would LOVE to meet them. You can come with us to lunch today," Chad responded with a lot of enthusiasm.
Jake was currently at the pay phone talking to Chad. He'd been talking to Chad about matters, and Chad had brought up Caitlin, Natsu, and Megan. He thought Jake would like to meet them at lunch later that day.
"I'm really not sure... I mean, did they seem a bit too interested? Plus, what did they look like?" Jake inquired.
"Hmm... I'm not really sure. I didn't pay much attention to those parts, but they did want to know about the wedding."
"Maybe I ought to meet them and invite them to the wedding. Do you think Stella will like them? Maybe letting someone visit her will make her happy."
"I'm not too sure about that, Jake. You never know who they know. I would recommend just meeting them and inviting them to the wedding."
"...Are you saying they might know 'Him'?"
"Yes, I am."
"...What would we do if they did know him?"
"...I don't know. But I do know that if they seem suspicious, don't invite them."
"Sigh, but if they don't know 'Him' and we don't invite them, their feelings will get hurt. If they do know 'Him' and we don't invite them, they're going to try to find us. If they don't know 'Him' and we do invite them, they're going to be just fine. If they do know 'Him' and we do invite them, we've got to be prepared."
"How would we prepare? And who is 'Him'?"
"...Bad Ham Leader, Mike."
"Ah."
"Well, yeah, we've got to see if they do know 'Him', and if they do, we won't invite them. If they don't know him, we will invite them. Gosh, and if they know 'Him', they'll know who I am, and they'll tell 'Him'! The Bad Hams are very capable of killing hamsters in matters of seconds, and they'll come after me if they do know who I am. The Bad Hams will try to kill me...and they most likely will if they do know I did all this. I won't be able to get away, and I'll face death before my eyes! Sigh..."
"Well, you are suicidal, aren't you?"
"I told you not to bring that up."
"Sorry... But if they do try to kill you, merely kill yourself."
"...How the hell is that supposed to help me?!"
"...It's just supposed to."
"It'd be like saying, 'Oh well. If I'm going to die anyway, I might as well just kill myself without trying.'! I'm going to fight for my life if they find me, and I won't give up."
"Jake, I would carry a weapon to that wedding if I were you."
"Hmm...the only weapon I got is a club on my wall. Our big friend put it up too high for me to reach so I wouldn't haphazardly take it down and commit suicide with it. I also got paint scrapers in my window sills, but those are used more for suicide than for homicide in my case... Chad, how am I supposed to kill a whole mob of hamsters when they're all trying to kill me? If they wanted to, they could grab onto my paws and feet and just run in different directions and rip me apart!"
"Jake, you never know who is listening, and you might've given someone an idea."
"Uh, well, sorry."
"Say sorry to yourself. You might've given someone an idea of what to do to you."
"Well...uh... Okay, what will I do if they come?"
"They won't come, but I still would carry a weapon."
"So, we see if those girl hams know them, and if they do, we don't invite them?"
"Correct."
"Alright, I'll meet you at that restaurant on the corner at exactly noon."