A BAD KIND OF LOVE

Part Two: A Deal with a Weasel

.o.o.o.

The two weasels sat in the commons area on the deck of the Falcon.

"Nic, I'm not sure how wise this is of you, the Armadillo is not like us, he'll never agree to this." Nack remarked.

His twin sister smiled. "You just can't see the brilliance of this, I've thought this all out and I know how to go about this." She explained. "Mighty is not that hard to figure out, and I can be very persuasive when I want something."

Nack smiled. "So, that's your angle- I was wondering when that would come out." He remarked. "I think that charming him might prove harder then you think- and you're certainly not his type."

The sister wrinkled her nose at the remark. "Have faith, things will work out." Nic countered with a chiding tone. "If he's a male, then I already know just the way he works- he'll come around once he gets a taste of this life of ours."

"Sorry to burst your bubble, sis, but us guys aren't quite THAT simple." Nack replied.

Nic smiled. "Oh, and I suppose you speak from experience?" She asked. "If I recall, it didn't take much more then that saloon girl showing you a little leg and you were all over her."

The brother sighed and shook his head. "Whatever you think, sis." Nack replied. "It's you're game anyway- far be it for me to question the rules."

She got her feet and looked down at him, flashing a toothy grin and placing her hands on her hips. "I've never met a guy who wasn't a sucker for a pretty face." She added with a flick of the wrist.

.o.o.o.

Mighty was standing at the front of the observation deck of the Falcon Airship. He could see the skyline through the port windows. He looked at his reflection briefly and then turned around when he heard someone enter the room.

He watched Nic step into the open door and saunter over to him. She stopped and stood next to him. "Nice view?" She asked

Mighty noticed that she was wearing her hat again. He nodded. "Yeah, it's pretty nice."

He paused and crossed his arms. "Um, listen- I've been thinking about your offer…" began.

The weasel perked up at this and smiled. She leaned against the ledge on the port windows. "Well?" she asked calmly.

He looked over at her. "Okay, I'll help you out with whatever it is that you're doing- just as long as I don't have to kill anyone."

She smiled at him and walked over to him. She brushed the palm of her hand against his cheek, causing him to blush unintentionally. "You won't have to do anything nasty like that- I promise." She told him, leaning in towards him, so that he could feel her breath on his lips.

She then released him and stepped back with a smile. "In fact, I think you'll find this type of work to be rather rewording in its own special way." She told him, resting her hands on her hips and leaning forward slightly.

.o.o.o.

Nack flipped through the various security feeds in the control room of the Falcon. He smiled to himself when he came onto the image of Nic and Mighty in the observation deck. She was really coming on strong, but the Armadillo just seemed clueless.

"Man, how thick is this guy- maybe he should have spent more time working the muscles in his head too." Nack thought to himself. "Maybe he's gay…" He thought out loud as he leaned back in his chair.

He turned the screen off and turned around. Eventually Nic entered the room that he was in. Nack smiled at his sister. "Ya know, I never really thought that he'd be your type." He remarked as she perched herself on the edge of the control panal.

She smiled at him, her sharp teeth visible in the dull light. "That's the great part, he's so naïve and pure- I can mold him into whatever I need him to be." She explained, removing her hat and resting it on a counter nearby.

Nack smiled. "Sure, whatever you say sis." He replied. "But if you ask me, I just think you want to have that boy given it to you." He added with a laughed. "Big strong guy like that- bet he's got stamina he doesn't even know about."

Nic blushed faintly. "Don't be vulgar- this is business." She replied. "Any… side benefits are just an added bonus." She told him with a smile.

.o.o.o.

Mighty was laying awake in the cabin he was staying in. He stared up at the ceiling as he thought things over, going back through the recent events in his mind. He still couldn't remember how he got off the island in the first place.

Then there was the matter of his current situation. As the old saying goes- necessity makes for strange bedfellow… or something like that. Scholarly endeavors never really were his strong point.

He then thought about Nic and how she was acting- almost flirty at times. He sighed. "What have I gotten myself into?"

(- End of Part 2 -)

.o.o.o.

Alright, I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. I know that it's still rather short, but I'm working on that. Well, I see you all around in the next chapter.

-Seras B. North