You Called Her What Now!
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Brin had been forced to sit in the back with her bike and the guns. Mainly because Krit didn't want Zane and Brin getting all lovely dovey together. He watched the road carefully, pushing the Syl-related thoughts from his mind as he followed the Range Rover back onto the road. "Spill it, Krit," Brin said.
"Spill What?" Krit asked sheepishly
Zane rolled his eyes, 'Oh, I dunno, like maybe, why you've been acting like a prick to Syl...'
"Prick is such a strong word," Krit said defensively.
Zane snorted.
"You have been an asshole, Krit," Brin said, poking his shoulder. "What is up with you two?"
"Stuff. Lots and lots of messy stuff. Why are you both defending HER actions all of a sudden?" Krit asked
Zane shrugged, 'Cause she's our sister, and even if you're our brother, you're acting worse than she is, therefore earning her the right to be defended by us.'
"She's an evil bitch girl-Zack who needs to ... leave me the hell alone," Krit shot back, instantly regretting his words
Zane glared at him. 'Fine. Pull over.' he ordered
Krit pulled over. "What?" he asked irritably
Zane opened the door. 'I refuse to sit next to someone who's acting like a spoilt brat. I'm sitting in the back with Brin.' he said, as he got into the back seat, and chucked a pile of ammo into the front seat, to make room.
"You're both being childish," Krit said, pulling back onto the road. "Making me the villain in this when you don't know the whole story. Maybe I have guilt over the whole thing!"
Zane rolled his eyes, 'Fine, tell us the whole story.'
Krit looked guilty. "You want the whole-whole story or just the whole-today story?"
'Whole Story.' Zane replied
"Well, before Zack called us to Seattle to save Tinga that time, Syl and I kinda ended up together and later on, she told me she wasn't interested in a commitment between us. After that, we split and all. And... I love her. I can't not be angry with her for not caring what I wanted. Yesterday, after we go the weapons, we sorta ended up having sex in the middle of nowhere and I wasn't really in any position to have great control over my vocal skills... and I called Syl Candy," Krit finished, half mumbling, thoroughly humiliated.
Brin gaped at him. "You've reached a new low, Krit."
Zane glared at him. 'You called Syl - Candy?' he asked
"I didn't do it intentionally!" Krit said defensively.
Zane made a face and smiled slightly, 'Dude, you have some MAJOR grovelling to do... I suggest a LOT of flowers. And guns. She likes guns...'
"Syl looked pretty mad," Brin injected. "Don't give her a gun; she might shoot you with it."
Zane nodded, 'True. Try boots.'
"She's got lots of boots," Krit said. "And what's it going to help? It's not like she'll forgive me; it makes the whole thing worse that Syl hated Candy."
Zane nodded, 'Yeah, but boots, and candy, and flowers, and everything, and a HUGE apology might help...'
Brin shrugged. "Yeah. And if you value your health, don't apologize when she's around any weapons, utensils... and I'd stay away from Zack. I remember what he did to her last cheating boyfriend." Brin shuddered
Zane winced, 'Yeah. That looked... painful.'
Krit's eyes were wide. "What did Zack do?'
Zane shrugged, 'Involved a knife, and a public display, that you REALLY wouldn't want to be a part of.'
"But that guy was an Ordinary," Brin said as an afterthought. "You might live through the process."
Zane nodded, and looked thoughtful, 'Yeah...'
Krit whacked his head repeatedly against the steering wheeling. "Why. Did. I. Have. To. Sleep. With. Syl. Damnnit. Zack's biological sister, shit. I mean, Zack wouldn't get so defensive if I'd done this to Tinga or Jondy... would he?"
'Ouch!' Zane said, wincing. 'Dude, Zack's sleeping with Jondy. He'd slaughter you alive. And Tinga...not somewhere you wanna go. For as start, Zack's protective as hell of her. Secondly, She's married.. Or was, before she died... you aren't into necrophilia are you?'
"It's the PRINCIPLE of the thing. I mean, you wouldn't leap out and defend Max's honor as much as I would cause you aren't related to her!" Krit protested
Zane shrugged, 'Yeah, but I didn't sleep with someone, and call out someone else's name...'
"I'm talking hypothetically!" Krit shouted
"You're talking crap," Brin retorted
'Yeah.' Zane said.
"So, what? Syl, who didn't give a stuff about what I wanted in our relationship, is the poor defiled little angel in all of this?" Krit shot back.
Zane shook his head, 'No. But you turned it around on her, and threw it back ten times harder... besides, I think you'd be surprised about how Syl feels for you.'
"Syl sees me as the younger kid-brother turned nagging hormonal nineteen year old pain in her ass," Krit replied tiredly
"Guys," Brin said disgustedly. "So, so typical."
Zane turned and looked at her, 'Hey!'
"Oh, come on. It was ME who kissed YOU today. In fact, if my foggy memory is correct, it was ME who got YOU into bed. Guys are totally oblivious to girls feelings," Brin said. "Exhibit A, being Krit."
"Hey!" Krit said. "I'm not oblivious. Syl doesn't care about me!"
Zane sighed, 'YES she DOES!' he turned to Brin, 'So! I'd kiss you first, if you'd give me the chance!'
"You wouldn't. You stand there awkwardly until I made the first move," Brin retorted.
Krit was staring at the road. "How does Syl care for me?" he asked softly.
Zane rolled his eyes, 'Dude! She LOVES you!' and he turned to Brin, and kissed her hard, on the mouth.
Brin went along with the kiss for a few minutes, until she noticed that Krit had pulled over. She pulled away from Zane. "Damnit, the only reason you kissed me then was because I encouraged you to, thus meaning I made the first move, again."
"I've screwed it with Syl, haven't I?" Krit said, his head in his hands.
Zane rolled his eyes. 'One.' he stated. 'Yes, you screwed up,' he said to Krit, 'But you can fix it. Tell her how you feel, and tell her WHY you fucked it all up.' He turned to Brin, 'And I kissed you because I love you, you idiot!' and he kissed her again.
Brin's eyes were suspiciously watery after Zane's profession of love. "You love me?" she echoed, a tiny grin on her face. "I love you too," she said, blushing a little bit, and pulled Zane closer so she could kiss him.
"Your confessions of love are touching, really," Krit said snakily, "but considering my... problems, they don't really make my situation feel any more promising." In fact, Krit reflected after seeing how angry Syl was, he couldn't imagine Syl ever genuinely smiling at him again.
Zane smiled at Brin, 'Yes I love you!' he said, brushing his hand down the side of his face. He turned to Krit, 'Krit, buddy. Let's get this show on the road. The faster you drive, the faster we get to TC, and a) you can make up and make out with Syl and b) we can kick some human ass... that always makes you feel better, right?'
"Yeah, okay, okay. That's if Syl doesn't take the first opportunity to inflict pain on me," Krit said sourly. "Are you two going to make out the whole time?"
Zane rolled his eyes. 'Yes we are. You gotta problem with that?'
"My car. My rules. No making out while I'm present," Krit replied.
Zane glared at him. 'Fine. Just cause you ain't getting some!'
"Zane, that's the whole problem," Krit said, glaring. "I got some. I said the wrong name."
"Really doesn't help your track record, Krit," Brin said lazily. "Do we have a plan for actually getting into TC?"
Zane nodded, 'Yeah. Zack thought it up...as usual.' he said, grinning. 'here.' he passed a bag up front to Krit, who with one hand on the wheel pulled out a sector cop uniform.
Zane turned to Brin and gave her another bag, and opened one for himself. 'Idea is,' he said, while pulling a jacket on, 'that we pass as Sector Cops, going in to 'control the situation..."
"Huh. That's a pretty subtle plan for Zack," Krit said. "Pretty good one, too."
"How bad are the TC protests?" Brin asked. "I've seen some stuff on TV, but not a heap on the actual public protests."
Zane nodded, 'Yeah... last I heard, there were flaming sticking and machetes being waved around...'
"So, there's still a death risk," Brin said worriedly.
"Brinny, we're X5s; there will always be a death risk," Krit replied. "There's the machete-waving crowd."
Zane winced as he looked out the window. 'Well, we're following the other's in, so I guess this is it...'
