Well, I know the third installment of this is not really anticipated, but I'm gonna do it anyway. As you know, I don't own FLCL, or anything, and sorry 'bout the short 2nd chapter, but that's all the words needed for that explanation. Anyway, I do own my OCs, and all that type of thing, so yea. Let's go.
Desert Shimmy
"Ahh… who would've guessed an old car like this could be restored THIS well… kinda odd, huh Shiki?" Naota asked, not taking his eyes off the road.
Shiki was busy enjoying the nice and luxurious AC, then he turned quickly, and sighed "Don't really matter. It was probably fate or something… to think of it, it is pretty weird…"
It's hard to believe in the midst of their conversation, that they didn't notice Amarao and Kitsurubami in a big black Cadillac. Comically, they didn't have any AC. Their car was bulletproof, bomb-resistant, it's tires were slash proof, and it was submergible… but it had no AC. Such a nice, yet unequipped car. Anyway, besides sweating ball inside a 'tank' of a car, they were actually on a mission. To find out what spurred this sudden move in these two prime individuals, and investigate further. Well, they were doing their job pretty well… except for the fact that they were fight each other ever twenty seconds or so…
"Damn it, you childish oaf, move your elbow, I don't want your generated heat near me now!" came the cry of Kitsurubami over the roar of the engine.
Then Amarao's voice flashed over the noise "What? I can't help it that I get hot easily! It all doesn't come out of my elbow, you know?"
She pushed him away, which made his head smash into the dashboard, as she grumbled "Uggghh, what a pig…"
Ahead in the road, even ahead of Naota and Shiki, what do we see in the road? Oddly enough, it's a jackalope. Yup, I said jackalope. It hopped along peacefully and happily, while still making sure not to be seen, to make sure the people that did see them were classified as insane nutcases. Yea… that happened a lot. Anyway, Naota saw it, and began to try and swerve so he wouldn't hit it, and their car fishtail 180 degrees, as the black Caddie behind them screeched to a halt, and the drivers and passengers of both cars had stunned and flabbergasted looks on their faces, face to face…
"Jackalope!" Naota yelped, as he twisted around and pointed at it, as it ran off.
"Least of our worries there, pal… Amarao is back… so… maybe we should… do something?" Shiki calmly incited.
"Huh? Amarao?" Naota directed his attention forward once more, and then gave a short but piercing scream.
Shiki gave a little chuckle, and then grabbed the wheel and stomped his foot down on Naota's foot which was on the peddle. "Let's play chicken!"
"Ow, hey, no! Get the hell off my foot!" Naota yelped as they rushed onwards towards Amarao.
Back inside the huge black Caddie, Amarao gave an insane smile, as he slammed down on the accelerator… which was also Kitsurubami's foot, seeing as she was driving. She didn't scream out in pain like Naota, 'cause instead she growled, and slammed Amarao's head once more. The game of chicken was on. It was Corvette vs. Cadillac, in the middle of a desert, which hardly made sense. Anyway, the engines snarled across the desert road, as the drivers themselves were screaming in amazingly comical fear, and the people manipulating the drivers were laughing loudly with delight. Well, knowing that it's me, I'm shivering with anticipation to know the outcome, but anyone else is probably shaking with feelings of nervousness. They charged towards each other, and the outcome was… Cadillac. Amazing huh?
Yea, after that Amarao got a good right hook to the jaw. "You lame-ass moron! We could've been killed!"
Amarao straightened his tie, and said in an airy, arrogant voice "Yes, I know… I don't know what came over me…"
Then Kitsurubami muttered "Yea, you never learn, either."
After much going through the desert, both our two friends, and our two secret spy people, who ain't too good at being secret, come on the desert town of Nurcropolai. It's right on the way to Tobaku-shi. Anyway, they really didn't try to quickly find a place to stay… does it really matter? They started off by messing around in all the different type of shops there were. Lord, were there a lot of them, too? There were curio shops, small groceries, and department stores, even shops for used organs… organs? Yea. Either way, there's a hell of a lot of stuff here. Just know that much will ya? What were Amarao and Kitsurubami doing? Well, let's just say that Amarao's kid side busted out once more, and at the wrong time too. He began to wig out in a store full of china, and yea… plates flew to the left, right, and they also smashed into people.
That landed them, in jail. Never fear though, because their organization busted them out like it was nothing in about an hour. Though they said this was the last time they'd do this for them, at all.
"We're finally out of trouble…" came the sigh from Kitsurubami.
Then she smacked him over the head and began to rant "What IS your deal? You always manage to screw us over one way or another! I wish you'd disappear!"
Amarao felt kind of crumby now, so instead of the false bravado acting grown up guy he usually portrays, now he's the totally deflated depressed grown up acting guy. For you know… words can hurt too. They actually got their car, and found a place to stay, not too far from where Naota and Shiki are staying, too. Why? Yes, they're still spying to see if they can eye anything strange and out of place. Right now nothing really… 'cept for the fact that their targets are looking right back at them. Yea, like I said, they're terrible spies. Yea, then once they looked away for a second, one of 'em was gone! Yes, that's right, gone. They assumed he just went to the bathroom. Then there was a knock on the door. Remember, when you assume it makes and ass outta you and me. I rather like NOT being an ass. When they refused to open the door, it splintered apart as Shiki burst into the room with his Jackson Randy Rhodes smacking Amarao right across the face, then when Kitsurubami picked up a lamp he just flinched at her, daring her to do something.
That's when a electric blue Gibson Flying V shattered through the window that Amarao and Kitsurubami were watching from. Following it, was its long-time reluctant wielder, Naota Nandaba. He landed with a look that showed he was rejuvenated and awakened from sadness. Amarao got up, amazing and began to shoot at Naota with the gun he always has with him. That gave Kitsurubami the distraction to flutter away from Shiki and grab that huge cannon thing. Wish I knew what it was called. Anyway, Naota batted bullets away like they were nothing, with that guitar of his, then he smacked Amarao in the leg, breaking him down to waist level, for the perfect homerun swing. Naota cocked it back, then the cannon bullet hit it, and he stumbled a little. Kitsurubami gave a chuckled, then was interrupted by the swing of Shiki's JRR, and she ducked the headshot , and blocked the rib shot with the cannon, and kicked Shiki in his stomach. He stumbled a little, and fell over a chair. She shot the cannon at him now, but got hit by Amarao as he flew across the room into her. As she stood, Shiki swung in an upward motion, catching her in the chin and knocking her out, ending this little charade. Both Amarao and Kitsurubami were unconscious, and the room was a mess.
"I feel bad about hitting a girl like that… 'specially since she doesn't look too much different from seven years ago." Came a sigh from Shiki.
"S'alright, let's get out of here, we can make it by tomorrow night!" Naota bellowed, and they scrambled outside, and climbed into the Corvette, and took off into the night… the adventure continues.
End of Ch. 3
This was just so Ghetto and so funny! Fun to write too. Can't wait 'til I write the next one. Anyway, I'll see you guys then, ok? Peace!
Licking Pennies (Da Fuzz '06)
