Dorian stood up and looked himself over. He decided to go get some new clothes, for he was a narcissist and his present clothes where slightly dirty.
He walked around for a good half hour until he found a store worthy enough of him. He went inside and found another gray suit that looked almost exactly like his last one. He went to pay with his giant wad of cash in his pocket.
When he was done he walked outside and tried to decide where to go next. He reached a large metal wagon wioth a sticker on the back that said, "NEMO'S #1"
"Well that is one of THE most hideous chariots I have ever seen," Dorian stood there watching it go past. He finally made the connection.
"Nee-moo…? WHO in their right mind names someone NEE-MOO? Wait a second! …Nemo…!" He squinted his eyes in an evil glare at what he now realized was Nemo's "automobile"
Dorian hailed a carriage.
"Follow that white carriage!"
"Hmmm. I don't think that's white. It's more of an off white pearl."
"JUST FOLLOW IT!"
"Right…right"
They rode off after the automobile. It finally came to a stop and Dorian made the driver stop a block away. Dorian handed the driver some chase and got out.
"WHAT! No tip?
"Nope," Dorian smirked and began to walk off.
"See ya' in hell!"
Dorian looked over his shoulder, "Been there done that," and continued.
He made it to the building with Nemo's car in font of it. It turned out to be a cookie store. The league was on line when Dorian walked in. Tom turned from the counter after getting his cookies and his mouth just hung open and he stared wide eyed.
"What has gotten into you Tom," Mina asked as she turned around. Her eyes laid upon Dorian and she let out a gasp. The rest of the team turned around and there was then a group gasp. "GASSSSSP"
Dorian walked over to the league.
"Is that my hat," Dorian asked looking on Tom's head, "Mina, Mina, Mina… you of all people should know not to mess with the dead. They might come back to haunt you."
"Am I see'in tings right?" asked Skinner as he lifted Dorian's cane from his side and went to poke him.
Skinner poked Dorian in the shoulder. Dorian looked at Skinner then moved the cane back down.
"Don't touch me."
"Well I'll be! Dat is 'im al rite!"
Dorian took his cane from Skinner and went to Tom. He looked Tom straight in the eye, gave him an evil glare, took one of Tom's cookies, and ate it in his face.
Tom stood with his mouth gaping open. Dorian smiled innocently the hat from Tom's head, placed it on his own and stepped back.
Tim finally formed words, "you did NOT just do what I think you did?"
"Well that depends, what do you think I did?" He smile again and blinked lovingly.
"URGH!" yelled Tom as he pulled out a gun and put it to Dorian's chest.
"You're having a hard time grasping the fact that I am immortal, aren't you?"
"I'm a slow learner," Tom pulled the trigger. Dorian stood still and the wound instantly healed.
"Feel better?"
"A little bit, yeah."
"Good, you're buying me a new shirt."
Mina rolled her eyes. Dorian's attention diverted to Mina.
"What a pleasure it is to see you again, Dorian" she said bitterly.
"And my pleasure, you mean dissatisfaction?
"Couldn't have said it better myself."
Tom and Skinner began to snicker to themselves.
"Go ahead boys, speak your mind," sighed Dorian.
The two men started laughing hysterically. After a few minutes of them trying to catch their breath, Tom got a few words out.
"Its…Its just…HAHAHAHA," Tom pointed to Mina and started to laugh again. "Okay, okay… Skinner, you tell them"
"Well what I think the American was trying to say was, she wouldn't let go of that blasted portrait de' entire ride 'ere! GOSH it's like she was afraid we where going to roast marshmallows ova' it o' sumptin!"
"Wait… the portrait?"
"Yeah. Ya know. De one o' that really, REALLY ugly ting and 'den wen you pulled an Houdini, it looked like you!"
"Not you Skinner. Mina, where is it?"
Mina looked away, " I have no idea what you are talking about."
Dorian put his hand on her shoulder, turned her around, and pushed her against the wall. She looked around nervously , and tried to get free.
"How the tables have turned, Mina. Now tell me… where is the portrait?"
"I will never tell you," she growled. She again tried to struggle out of Dorian's grasp.
Dorian slammed her back to the wall and agina asked in a deeper tone, "WHERE IS THE PORTRAIT?"
"I won't tell you," she yelled and then spat in his eye.
Dorian let go to wipe the saliva from his eye.
"You blood sucking wench!"
Mina grabbed Dorian's cane and pinned him to the wall.
"How original," sighed Dorian while Mina stepped back.
"Get the portrait," Mina ordered the men that decided to sit the fight between immortals out.
"Right 'o," yelled Skinner as he and Tom went to the car. They brought back the picture wrapped in the cover and gave it to Mina. She turned to Dorian, removed the cover and closed her eyes.
Dorian looked at he portrait and then nonchalantly looked back at Mina. Mina opened her eyes.
"Minnnnnnnnnnnna," moaned Tom, "You told me that last time he died all cool like!"
Dorian pushed the portrait down to see her face, "Are you done yet?"
He then pushed Mina to the side and unhooked himself from the wall. He went to Mina who was standing in shock.
"My gawd. Why won't ye die:
"It's possible I can't die," He looked back at mina with a wide smile.
"Funny Mr. Gray."
Tom walked over to Dorian and started to repetitively poke him in the shoulder. In the whiniest voice he could make he said, "Why aren't you DEAAAAAAAAD?"
Dorian took his sword cane and started to poke Tom's shoulder and said, "Why aren't YOU DEAAAAAAD?"
Tom moaned and grabbed 2 of his guns from their holsters. He started shooting rounds of bullets at Dorian's portrait, "DIE ZOMBIE!"
He kept shooting not realizing that the bullets where going through the picture and into Mina. He kept shooting until all of his bullets where gone.
Tom lowered his guns and everyone stared at him. There was a sudden thud and everyone turned to see that Mina had collapsed.
Tom got onto his knees and poked her in the cheek and whispered, "Miiiiinnnnnnaaaaa… wake upppp."
She suddenly opened her eyes and slapped Tom in the face.
"You immature selfish American brat!"
Tom rolled his eyes, "Here we go again."
Mina opened her mouth to ramble on again, but Dorian cut in.
"Excuse me but you are shooting at things and, need I remind you, we are in the middle of a public cookie store."
An employee slowly lifted himself up and looked over the counter. He meekly asked "are you finished?"
Tom looked in his pockets for more bullets, "nothing… yeah we're done."
"Good… now please leave or…"
"O wa't?"
"I'll call the police."
"Wooo scary police man!" Mina slapped Skinner in the back of the head.
"Com'mon boys, let's go."
"Well if that is what is going on, I'll get going now. Parting is such sweet sorrow." Dorian grabbed the portrait and ran out.