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Mattie surprised Ali when she cursed, Mattie was soft spoken andrarely before had Ali heard her utter such foul words before.
"How am I supposed to wash these dishes if I don't have any water!" She jangled both the hot and cold levers, a small trickle came out and then stopped. Isa sighed and shared Matties feelings.
"Ali go get Quinn, tell him the water isn't running." Ali really didn't really know what they were talking about, but the way Mattie said it didn't make her feel all warm and fuzzy inside. She nodded and went to hunt down Quinn.
She bumped into Jared at a corner after being misdirected by four people. She was frustrated from 20 minutes of wandering around and not seeing any sign of Quinn.
"Hey Jared, you know where can I find Quinn?" He looked up at her with his big eyes at full attention.
"Quinn's outside last time I heard." She said thanks and made her way outside, she wouldn't be surprised if she didn't find him, just a little more frustrated. 'God how hard can it be? It's a damn castle!' She was becoming annoyed with the wild goose chase when she found Creedy in the tent where the trucks were kept, putting up and organizing the tools in the tool box, aslo known as: boredom.
"Where's Quinn?" She asked, Creedy just looked at her and resumed dropping tools in the drawers.
"What no hello?" He motioned deftly with his arm towards the massive building.
"Quinn's up in the castle, someone said the waters not running." She threw her hands up in the air in frustration.
"You mean I walked all over this place for nothing?"
"Well if by nothing you mean to tell him the waters not running then yea." She huffed, and followed Creedy up to the castle.
Isa looked about as happy as a squirrel with no nuts, arguing with Quinn about 'bashing a hole into the wall that did nothing to deserve that form of punishment.' That was of course if it wasn't just the water pump acting up again. Ali noticed with amusement that Mattie was in between Isa and the knives, (which Isa had been eyeing a moment before.) Quinn just looked like he wanted to get out of there with everything still intact.
"Creedy come with me and we'll check the pump first before we go bashing unneeded holes into the wall." Quinn exited with a nod from Creedy.
"Care to share your thoughts?" They turned and went up a flight of stairs, silent nearly the whole way.
"Isa is insanely overprotective of that kitchen." Quinn said on the way over to the waterpump.
"And the pantry dont forget the pantry." They reached the wall with all sorts of flips, switches, doo-hickeys and breakers that kept the castle running in a semi smooth fashion. It took them both a moment to locate the breaker to the water pump, it was an ancient looking thing with a lever instead of a switch, Quinn reached our and tugged on it, it wouldn't budge. He tried again, this time it flipped but the lever broke, the jagged metal slicing across his hand. Blood gushed from his hand and he used expletives that would have given a CD its parental advisory warning as he cradled it in his other hand. "Jesus Quinn." Creedy was already looking for something to stop the flow of blood, not finding anything he took Quinn by the elbow and dragged him along back towards the kitchen, blood leaving a dripping trail behind them.
Back in the ktichen the faucet gave a whoosh and the water started pouring out full blast.
"Well that did the trick." Isa seemed elated that her wall wasn't going to have to be torn down today, Mattie only grunted, Ali groaned softly. Granted it wasn't extremely hard labor but standing on your feet all day wasn't a great thing either. They had only just begun to move around getting ready for lunch when Quinn stumble in behind a frantic Creedy. Everyone just seemed to stand there for a moment not moving or saying anything at all. Isa was finally the one to move, she grabbed a nearby towel and rushed to Quinn side quickly putting pressure on the cut.
"Don't everyone move at once." That was Isa for you, always keeping a cool head, even when someone was spurting blood left and right. (He's not really spurting, it just sounded better than dripping blood left and right.) Isa lifted off the blood soaked rag a few minutes later to reveal a rather clean looking cut across the palm of his hand from the bottom of his index finger diagonally towards his wrist. An ugly flap of skin still covered the cut and Creedy cringed when he saw it.
"I guess this meansI have toget my hands dirty now doesn't it?" He stated looking rather put out, Quinn smiled as Isa tended to his hand after returning from the first aid closet.
"Don't worry, it'll come off with soap."
"Hahaha. Very funny." He put a glass of his Black Label down in front of Quinn.
"Creedy it's not THAT bad."
"Well its an excuse to drink during the day." Quinn took a great gulp, grimaced, coughed and sputtered 'thanks'
"That's what friends are for Quinn?" He gave that infectious grin and had Quinn smiling along with him despite the pain in his handin a matter of seconds.
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