Chapter 6: Get Used To This!

7:46 a.m. Day 2

Tom woke up in the morning, feeling kinda strange. He noticed as he woke that he was face down on the tracks, with one track in his mouth. He was a bit surprised. He stood up. Now, I don't give detail because I'm impatient. If you want good detail, all I gots ta say is fuck you. Go read Dr. Seuss. "HOLY SHIT! I'M A PERSON!" He ran outside and saw Harold the helicopter. "Hey Harold!" Who the hell are you? "Thomas!" Thomas who? "The Tank Engine!" Quit shittin me. Who are you? "I… I'm just a kid with a nickname. I heard the real Thomas was here, so I came." Oh. Interesting. Tom got in Harold after conversating, and flew to Annebelle's mansion. "It feels funny,Harold." What? "Well, I've never ridden in a helicopter, nor did I ever think about getting in one, let alone think about it at all." Oh. Well, BOOM! Here you go." They arrived. Harold flew away. Tom found Anne on her back. "Huge tits!" he said to himself. He shook her. "Annebelle! Wake up!" "Wha… who- HOLY CRAP!" Tom jumped back. "WHO ARE YOU?" "It's me!" Anne rubbed her eyes. "Tom? What the fuck happened?" "I wished we were human!" "WHAT?" Tom explained, once again, the story, "WTF! AWSOME!" Anne jumped up and down. They checked themselves out in her mirror. After turning in circles like dickweeds for an hour, Tom brought up a question. "You think we can be human?" "Of course! You use your human instincts, you human being! BE THE FUCKING HUMAN!" She was very excited. Oh, yeah. Tom was 6'2", had a pierced nipple, and had baggy clothes. Anne was a sexy 6'0" blonde with a pierced nipple and tongue, and a tattoo that said 'Fuck Buses'. I would fuck her. Honestly. Tom frowned. "Hey. Does money come with the wish?" "I hope." "Me too. Check in your engineer's office." "Ok." They choo-cho…. No, barged the fuck into the office to find it empty. Annebelle walked into her engineer's office, to find money on the far desk. She walked over and picked it up. "$592" "They get that big of a fuckin paycheck?" "Yep. Now we have it. Now let's leave before they come back. Besides, we got a lot of money now." "Cool. We'll work with that." They walked out of the office and walked to the city.

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10:46 a.m. Day 2

"You look good with those diamonds hanging off ur ear" "Thanx." Tom had just got his ears pierced. He didn't like it to well, as he said 'That was invigorating. Lets never do it again.' They had just ate and got two cell phones, and a LOT of other stuff, too. "DANG!" "WHAT?" "We only have $53 left! And I wanted to get a hotel!" "Hotel? What in God's fucking name is a hotel?" "People stay there for vacations or stuff like that." "Well, there's gotta be one somewhere." "Yeah, but they are all expensive. The one that isn't is so ghetto, they have only 18 customers per year." "Well, let's try." They walked around until they spotted a Super 75 Hotel on 5th Pleasure St. "Let's just hope they don't separate the mens and womens bathrooms. Going in the womens was …." "They don't." "Thank the fucking heavens." Tom had not known that public bathrooms were separated. They walked in the hotel and up to the front desk. "Hey. May I help you?" "Yeah, how much is a small room?" "Umm….. here, let me see." The clerk got on the computer and searched. "$60" Tom was furious. "What? Bull s-" "Tom, it's fine. Can we get a discount for travelers?" "Naw, we don't do that." "Ok, can we stay in the lobby?" "No, you idiot! No visitors in the lobby! You have to buy a room! Now get out, now!" Tom stepped up. "Now, you watch it here, you.." "TOM! STOPPIT!" "I don't like you kids." Anne was calm. "Can we pay what we have, then pay the rest later today?" The clerk was pissed. "NO! YOU CANN.." The manager, a 33 year old boy, stopped her. "What is going on?" "These kids are trying to get discounts! They asked for that, to stay in the lobby, and to pay the rest later! Dumb kids!" The manager looked at Tom, then Anne. He stared at Anne's breasts. He snapped out of it and shook his head. "Let them pay later." "WHAT! Robert, we ca.." "DO IT!" The clerk turned back to the kids and growled. "Your money." She said, very red in the face. A line had formed behind them. They gave her the money. "Damn kids." She snarled. They got the room number from what Tom called 'That fucking cunt of a clerk' and found the number upstairs-room 6969. After setting their stuff down and looking around, Tom walked up to Anne. "We need money. We gotta pay the old bitch tonite. We gotta do something… Lets, like, pickpocket someone important."Anne was puzzled. "OK… Are you any good?" "I'll try. Anything to stay away from the five-o." They picked up their stuff, except for the new clothes, and left. When walking by the desk, Tom flipped the lady off. She didn't notice. They walked outside and stood a little to the left of the doors. Then they waited.

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1:26 p.m. Day 2

"There's someone!" Tom had spotted a businessman, about 38. Tom saw a $500 bill in the man's back pocket. He quietly walked up to his foe. He just wlaked with him for a few. Then, he looked around, snatched the money, and backed off. The man kept walking. Didn't even notice. That's funny. Real comedy. But someone had something to say. "Hey, you! Give that back!" Tom and Anne turned to see a man running toward them. They looked at each other for a few seconds, turned, and took off. They ran down the street as the businessman turned a corner. Tom spotted an alley just past the candle shop, right before the store in front of the corner the man turned. He yanked Annebelle into the alley. Anne slid a bit, but regained balance, and they ran down the end of the alley. "Damn, Tom, don't yank so hard!" "Don't blame me. Blame the man that's choppin butt behind us." They turned at the end and hid behind a dumpster. The man ran down the alley, stopped and looked around at the end, then ran across the street. Tom laughed for a minute, then sighed. Just then, a couple, of young age, I must say, came up to them. Tom and Anne stood up, thinking they were chasing them too. The boy spoke. "Dude, calm down! We ain't chasin you, we were following you! That was awesome! How the hell did you do that?" Tom shrugged. The girl then said, "Yeah! You done it before?" Tom shook his head. "Man, I never would have done it, that's for sure. Funny." The boy laughed. "You went ballistic as soon as he yelled at you, man! I mean, seriously! And you can chop ass too! But what if that dude caught you?" Anne shifted her weight. She really seemed disturbed. "TO HELL WITH HIM!" she said with a serious tone. Serious, none the least. The boy flinched for a minute. Then he smiled. "Dude! Hard knock! Oh, sorry. I'm Karek. This is Jen, my girlfriend." Tom regained his breath. "Hey. I'm Tom. This is Anne." Jen smiled. "Hi." Karek kneeled down, seemingly regaining his breath, for him and Jen were running, too. Barely keeping up, that is. Tom and Anne made them look like rocks. Then again, years of being a train will do that to you, ya know? Choo-choo fast, chop-chop fast. "Hey. I've got an idea. I'm fuckin bored, so let's try this. Anne, you come with me. Karek, you and Tom." Tom cocked his head. "….Aight?" Jen stood up. "Ok, meet back at BK at 2:30." Everyone stood up, except Tom. "Ok." Karek stood up again. "I've got an idea." He stuck his thumb at Tom. "Let's get the hell on with it. This ain't no thinking thang." Jen and Anne started walking. "Peace."

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1:59 p.m. Day 2- Tom and Karek

They had just walked two blocks. They had been talking about music. Why? Dunno. "Yeah, Ozzy, Static-X, and Korn for me." "Static-X is not very known around here." Karek chuckled. "I know. Sucks." They were at a gas station. They walked in and started for the fountains. Karek shuddered a little. "Uh, sorry, but Anne has the biggest set ever…..they natural?" Tom kept on walking. "Yep." Karek was taken back a bit. "You mean, you don't mind me asking?" Tom kept a straight face. "Nope. If it's true, it don't bother me. I mean, I really don't care what people think." Karek chuckled. "You are a bold sunofabitch." "Yeh, I gue- DAMMIT!" "What?" Tom pointed to his left. "Dopehead bumped straight into me!" Tom pointed to a boy. The boy spoke. "Watch out, you fucker!" Tom walked over to him. He then noticed that it was the his TV director's son. The boy cleared his throat, a sign of mockery. "I said Fucker!" Tom lifted a fist. "NYAAAHH!" he screamed as he swung at the boy with amazing force. He hit him straight in the lips, knocking the boy out instantly. He fell straight to the ground. He was bleeding like no tomorrow. Tom stuck a thumb over his shoulder. "You're out!" He shouted. Karek stood there. "You don't fuck around do you?" Tom kicked the boy and spit on him. "Well, he had his thong too far up his pussy." That was funny. Very funny indeed. Tom and Karek laughed, paid for drinks, and left.

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1:59 p.m. Day 2- Jen and Anne

"You sound like you don't fuck around." "Yeah. Karek said I'm the only person he knows that wears these purple and black clothes so violently." "You are to me too." Jen smiled. "They describe my personality octagon." Anne frowned. "Your what?" Jen grabbed a newspaper from an empty table at the BK. She took out a pen and started drawing. "It shows my eight characteristics. Anger, vigor, hype, cocky, love, music, fun, and a little bit of slut." "Slut." Anne giggled. "Heh. There's a lot of slut in me, it just don't come out. Shyest fucking part of me." They giggled. Just then, a mother and child walked by. They stopped. "Mommy, what is that word? Fucking?" "It's the word that's 'in' nowadays. Now get in the fucking car." The child jumped in the car. "I like that fucking word! It sounds cool!" The mother slapped the child. "ONLY I CAN SAY IT!" "OKAY MOMMY!" The boy cried hysterically as the mother got in, and they drove away. Jen and Anne just stood there, looking on. They turned and looked at each other like WTF? They laughed really hard, then they continued to walk down the street. They were talking about various things when Jen spotted a sign that said 2:12 p.m. She whipped out her cool-as-hell cell and opened it. "Time for a check-up, Doc." She started dialing.

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2:13 p.m. Day 2- Jen's phone to Karek's phone

"Yeah, he is getting that Korn CD. Where are you guys?" "We're at Grove St. We just got done with that old clothes store. The one that's real gothic." "Cool. Oh, here he comes now-'you get that CD? Cool.'-Ok, he's got it." "Ok. Hold on--Hey, Anne wants to talk to Tom." "Aight-'Here Tom.'-" "Hello? Anne?" "Yeah? Hey, a while ago Jen invited us to their place tonite. You up?" "Sure. I sure as hell ain't got nothing else to do. So I'm down-DAMMIT!" "WHAT?" "I've got to get that CD player! I forgot the damn thing!" "Dammit Tom, don't do that! You scared the fuck outta me!" "Sorry. My bad." "It's fine. Just try not to do it again, asshole. Meet us at BK. I'm starving." "Aight. Lets go."

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2:24 p.m. Day 2- Tom and Karek

Tom just bought a cordless CD player. Very nice one, if none the least. They were just chillin in an alley across from BK and CD Wurlde. They were playing Korn on their stylin cordless CD player they had very loud, very loud indeed. It was funny, because they were shot with harsh looks, as people didn't very well approve of Korn. Or that kind of rock. Bad for the kids. But they didn't give 2 shits. Nope. Not even just 1. "Damn!" "What?" "That's a good frickin guitar riff!" "Not better than Somebody Someone's." "Shit, whatever. If you say." "There they are." Tom looked to the left. "Aight. I'm getting a Pepsi. I'm the thirstiest damn kid in town."