Chapter 3: Attempting Obedience
Sorry about the long wait. I had so many busy schedules during the making of this story, especially when my mother had left to the hospital and I had to take care of some kiddies and myself; moms okay though she's been better already. But, again, I would like to thank the people who reviewed my story. :) I tried making this chapter long as you can ever read, but anyhoo, hope you enjoy chapter three!
Chapter 3: Attempting Obedience"Mark E. Tyris! Get your fuckin ass over here, were gonna have some serious talk!" Everyone stared at Rico while Mark stood staring, staring right into Rico's eyes of anger. He slowly gulped and stood in place. "I said, get your fucking ass out here boy!" Mark angrily frowned and shook his head. He knew whatever happens, it'll always be his fault. "No…" "No? Boy, you aint gonna argue with me!" Rico shouted. Everyone all stared at Mark. They couldn't believe their eyes. Rico held out a breath, then pace fully released. "Boy, I'm just asking you to get up, go outside and talk…"
Mark crossed his arms and turned his head oppositely from Rico. "Bullshit…" he replied uncared for. "Excuse me!" yelled Rico from atop of his voice. The crowd gasp, hearing mostly Zingy shouting scare-fully loudly. Janiece paused for a second. She looked up at Rico with the most serious face expression she could ever show. "Sarge Rico, please, he's hurt, he can't go outside like this. He-"
"Darlin, this ain't no business for you- ah- well, business-fuck!- business for you to handle!"
"But sir! I was a part of the fight-" Rico finally cut off her response. "Shush! Little lady! Every part of a friend from Mark always says they're involved with the fight and I'm not going to-"
Mark stood up from his bunk, showing bare chested of his bruises and cut wounds. His stance was unbearable. He barely stood up from his feet, looking right at Rico with a face of sorrow. The room stood silent with mouths open from several squirrels, despite seeing Marks distinguishing wounds and bruises. "Fine…" finally Mark began. " I'll- I'll go…" He took his first step, then clasped to the floor. Many of the squirrels quickly came to help him along. Rico was stunned; He didn't want to give any orders. He looked back at Mark, who was held by the others help. He saw Marks eyes of anguish and pain.
Marks black eye seemed to darken red, which miniature cuts of blood oozed around his eye. Every squirrel that stood aside of Mark aimed eyes at Rico with a saddened force that somehow pushed straight towards Rico's silent recuperate soul. He shook his head and sighed. "I ain't gonna raise a pussy ass lame army camp for letting others get away with their unexpected problems, but I tell you all! As for all of you's, if there's any other ass-kisser that just gets away with things, I won't let that happen! You here me all!"
"Yes sir…" all replied. Rico walked roughly towards the entrance door, then looked at Marks once more. "You ain't gonna miss this talk just yet Tyris, It'll be today, not tomorrow, not next week, - and for gods sakes! Get this boy a paramedic!"
With that, he opened the door when he unexpectedly stood in front of Zingy in surprise.
"God damnit boy! What's with you and your appearances out of nowhere!" "S-S-Sorry, Eh! Sorry-for-FOR THAT! Yes! Ehhh! Ah!" Rico shook his head and walked out of his way. He turned with a curt expression. "Son, I don't know why you have to be a chicks vibrator all the time with all that shaking and twitching, where gonna have to run some more tests later on at the time and see what the hell's the matter with you…" Zingy tolerated hesitantly making have a sort of a pfffph noise "But B-B-B…"
"Son, stop with that repeating too! Right now you sound like the gas from your ass came over right out of your mouth!" Zingy felt embarrassed of what he has become to be. He stood silent and went off inside the cabin, while Rico was heading to the Hospitality Office Room.
Zingy slowly shut the door behind him, looking down towards the floor. His mind wondered through him. "What the h-h-hells wrong with me…I c-c-can't even SPEAK w-w-WELL- for a s-second…" "Uh, Zingy you okay?" Zingy looked up and saw Janiece questioning him while she stood helping Mark up in his bunk along with two other squirrels. He sighed and gave a small thumbs up and headed towards his bunk. He slowly lifted up his sheets and slipped in. Slowly he muttered the quietly said, "G-g-good n-night…"
Janiece thought maybe he was tired; she shrugged to her self as she turned towards Mark. The room grew quiet as the squirrels set off to sleep. Chad slightly covered Mark with blankets as he thanks his fellow helper. The squirrel saluted and left to his bunk.
"You know…" Chad said whispering quietly. " I wonder when will it be when Hank comes back. Hope it isn't a lot of awful lies he giving out from within. Especially those twins who said they saw everything even though I think they didn't…" Janiece stood up and walked to the other side of the bunk where Chad stood up. She looked up at him in grief. "There's nothing more but the truth that we've have inside of us. I'm sure there's a way to get around them and prove that were telling the truth…"
Chad scratched behind his head and nodded. "Well, yea, I guess there's that. Uh, Paramedics should arrive right now; it shouldn't be so long. We should be sleeping by now, Linus will wake us up early tomorrow and let hell run us in…" Janiece smirked slightly then agreed. She looked at the door lastly as if she would be hoping the paramedics would come just then. "Yea…" She turned to Chad and said their goodnight. Janiece climbed on up to her bunk while Chad did the same on Marks bunk. The night was quiet and still. No sign of upcoming foot steps towards the cabin. She looked at Mark; resting much as he can. Then looked at the clock. "11:17 P.M…" She said to herself quietly and slowly drifted to sleep…
Snoozing and snoring weren't the only trouble of sleep that wasn't available for Janiece, pounding foot steps were over heard out the cabin. She stood up from her bed and tried to see out side from the windows in front of her, but they've seemed to far away. The door suddenly opened and appeared to be three squirrels in white uniforms. One of them seemed to be a doctor and was a good thing one came along. She quickly fell back to bed and slightly opened her eyes to see the bottom side of her; to which Mark was below left. The doctor checked Marks heart beat to see if there wasn't any other trouble caused, then she overheard them saying something quietly. "He seems alright boys, just need to take him in the Hospitality room and heal these cuts, especially that red eye that seems to be turning into one of those black eyes. Doesn't look like its gonna heal in a couple of days or possibly months…" They lifted him up to on a local patient carrier and laid him there lightly. One stood in front and the other stood in the back. Both lifted the carrier and headed out the door. The doctor gave a small look around of the room and silently closed the door behind him.Janiece sat up once more and looked out the window from close she can see. All she saw was the last footsteps they disappeared from out the window. She looked up the clock. '12:56 A.M' She rubbed her eyes and tried to layback to sleep. This made things worse for her. She was more worried about Mark and her sleep was less to be expected from her. She tossed and turned, nothing much but tried to put some effort into sleep. It was just about it. She suddenly remembered if Hank was below her bunk and checked. Yet surprisingly, he was there, sleeping soundly as if nothing was to worry about. She frowned, laid back of boredom and forcedly tried going to sleep…and finally, she did.
Morning rang like a bell. As usual, Linus banged on a metal trash can with an old rusted pipe, yelling out the dreaming souls that rested the night before. Bang! Crash! Bang! As the loud noise stuttered the squirrels awakening from their sleep. All quickly stood up straight waiting for a command like robots would do. Zingy, trembling as usual couldn't stand still. Janiece came down from her bunk and stood straight in a line facing Linus who was walking up and down the hall. She yawned quickly and eyed on Zingy, who which he knew that Linus would say to him, something at this moment. But then, it came true…
"Hey, boy! Stand still!" Zingy's ears perked up to Linus's attention. He pretended like he didn't hear him yell and tried standing still, but he couldn't do anything about it. "Hey boy! You's listening to me! Stand still!" Zingy gave a quick gaze at Linus then placed his arms aside and stood straight. Only he kept shaking more strongly with nerves. The wooden board panels on the floor started to shake as he did along with it. Everyone in the room stood still trying to see what was going on with Zingy and Linus. The wood floor rattled and clattered, the type of wood that was old and restless. Bits of sweat dripped along the side of Zingy's face like fast filled rainfall. A sweat so quickly he could ever produce in a short time. He gulped and tried not looking right at Linus's eyes. Linus closely placed his face on Zingy's with an expression so serious; Zingy could feel his warm breath running towards his face with anger.
"What have I told you about STANDING STILL!" Linus yelled as he purposely bumped his head towards Zingy's from the last to words. He raised his finger and roughly pushed and poked against Zingy's chest. "I don't care if you have a damn retarded problem with your shaking self, but sooner or later I want that damn problem out of you boy, You understand!" Zingy nodded quickly and gulped again. "Son, I want to hear an answer from you! I said do you understand! Speak up!"
"Y-y-Yes…sir…" He softly spoke. Linus placed his paw aside of his ear.
"I cAn't hEar yOu…!"
"Y-Y-YeS! S-S-S-S-SIR!"
Linus stood up and smirked to humiliate him.
"What kind of fuckin animal are you huh! You sounded like a snake in distress! Hell, Your nickname should be vibrator or vibrator boy! You repeat and shake all the time and don't stop for the hell of it!"
He finally finished and continued walking down toward the entrance door. He instructed all squirrels to be ready within 06:40am. He gave a last look at Zingy then slammed the door.
Everyone in the room stared at Zingy for a long period of time, then quickly went on to dress for their daily training. Zingy frowned slightly then looked down at the wooden floor and seem to notice an unknown object that appeared to his eye between the small cracks of the wooden panel boards that were trembled below him. He slowly raised his foot up and pressed the board down three times. The wooden board squeaked as he pressed his foot against it. He scratched his head and slowly leaned down to lift up the board.
"Hey, Zingy, what are you doing?"
He quickly jumped and stood up to find out that Chad was asking him the question.
"I know you kinda started on a early rough morning, but it would be better now if you were to dress already…"
Zingy turned towards his cloth trunk and dressed as he did.
"Uh, Y-Y-yeA…I-I-guess I b-b-b-better get on the-the m-m-move…"
Chad scratched his chin and looked aimlessly on the wooden panel floor that Zingy stood looking at curiously. He symbolically tried looking at Zingy's position where he was at when he tried looking through the panel, but didn't seem to find anything. He cautiously turned back to Zingy who was still getting ready, then back at the wooden floor.
"Uh, Zingy? What were you looking at before I talked to you about now?"
"Uuuuhh uh…I-I don't know! I-I ThoUght! I! SAW! S-S-something-g-g t-t-t-there, BUT I GUESS! NOT! Ah! Eh..AHHHAHH!"
Chad turned to his left only finding a squirrel rolling his eyes and shaking his head for Zingy's actions.
"Boy needs whole lot a help…" he said and left to the entrance door.
Chad sighed and shook his head as well. "He's right, somethin's wrong with Zing. I don't know when I'll ever find out why he's like that, but sooner or later he has to explain why…if we ever get him to 'talk'…" Chad turned back to Zingy who was ready for his day. He lightly punched his arm of greet and gave him a look to go outside in the training grounds. Zingy twitched and followed out the door. Chad wanted to let Janiece fallow along, but he saw Hank having a conversation with her. He frowned at Hank and left out the door…
"Okay Hank, what did you say to Rico and Linus yesterday about the fight? It better not be any of those tricks-"
Hank placed his paw under her chin and smirked.
"Aw, hot cheeks, there isn't going to be any problems, I fixed everything for you not to worry about, as well as your other little friends…"
Janiece threw his paw away from her chin and glared at him.
"Really, then who were those twins that Chad mentioned about? He said he've never seen them ever laid eyes on that fight!"
"Don't worry about it, everything's taken care of…"
"Then why aren't you in the Disobedience Report Room…hm?"
Hank grew silent and walked out the door. Before he went further on, he turned to Janiece to give his final words.
"Because it wasn't me who was the one to be there…"
With that he smirked once again and left out. Janiece's sudden anger grew, but forced it back to her mind. She held out a breath then let it sooth out. She murmured to herself then left out the door as well.
Her mind wondered as she stood with her head facing down towards the ground. She noticed she was three minutes left until she reached to the Training Grounds. She looked up and noticed a red cross painted on of the buildings towards her right. She squinted her eyes at the building and it was appeared to be it. The Hospitality Building, the building where Mark should have been placed in last night. She paused and looked out towards her current destination, then back at the building. Her mind peddled back and forth to where she should go. "Where, where should I go? Should I even go to Mark or the training course? Shit, what am I going to do? I-" Her mind paused as she've seen Rico enter the HB. She tilted her head in curiosity.
"Your names Janiece, right?" said an unfamiliar voice. She quickly turned to see a dark gray squirrel with a cigar, puffing out rings of smoke to his side.
"I've heard about you…" He continued. "I aint looking for trouble, Chad knows me as well Zing can know. I'm a help for you guys, not a help of Hanks…" He rubbed his eye where his scar had been placed back long ago. He smiled faintly and then waited for a respond of Janiece to answer. He paused, and then continued to talk so they could not have a silent moment in time.
"Uh, sorry for the scare there, I just wanted to get in touch with you so you can get to know me and I can help you." He stook out his paw to her and waited to shake hands. Janiece slowly lifted her paw and shook in greet.
"Um…that's okay, yes, I'm Janiece and you must be…?"
"Jirrval" he responded. "Names Jirrval, some call me Infer J. as another nickname of some sort. I'm good at gathering information as much as I can and help the ones that suffer to know. I used to work in the C.I.A, but then moved to being an S.C.H soldier instead and fight off the war…"
Janiece raise her eyebrow slightly.
"Why would you want to help me and the others? What's going in it for you?"
"Nothings going in it for me. I'm helping you guys because I've known Hank ever since. I had known his actions to others, which was quite not acceptable in my terms. I got tired of seeing him so mean and angry. He did says things to me back then, but it wasn't enough of bullshit, so I kicked his ass right out of my mouth and once made his tail go between his legs with heavenly ease…"
"What did you say to him?"
"I just said something to make him go to his cowardly assed world… now, as I was going to say before, you seem to be wondering about Marks incision fight and forbidden lies and rumors that Hank and those twins are might to be spreading out…" He puffed out a ring and tapped his cigar for its ashes to fall down.
Janiece nodded and was certainly glad she didn't have to explain the whole story. She stood and listened…
"Well, you can go ahead with your training and I can go sneak up to the HB's window and get all the info I can get for you and you can tell 'em Chad and Zing. It wont be a problem at all. I'm so close for being a Sarge; no trouble can get in my way. I know how to slip it all off of me…" He sucked the cigar then let three rings out of it.
"Just three more stars then I'm off to the highest point…"
"Well, wow, thanks, I don't know what I can do to repay you…"
"Nothing really, I just like to get Hanks reputations out and find out why hell is barging up is ass in irony…"
Janiece lightly giggled.
"Right, heh, okay, heh, well, I should be going to the training grounds, thanks…"
Jirrval slowly winked and watched her disappear to the Training Grounds. He gave a last puff and dropped the cigar. His boot pressed against the ground as the cigar slowly sizzled down to the end. He gave two twists against it then kicked it upon the dirt. He looked up at the building then looked around suspiciously for no sense of any other wonderer lurking around. He slowly walked towards the building stealthy and invisibly. Taking that his mission will conquer; he reached to the back of the cold shaded wall of the building and looked up at the window above him. He saw Mark lying there slight bristly. He crouched down, patiently waiting…
A/N: Sorry if it seemed as a short chapter but don't worry there's a lot more in for the way. Reviews are (of course accepted) lol so send them in for me pwease ; Hopefully the chapters wont take as long as this one did. Chapter 4 will be on its way soon! 0