Mako's Message: Yo. What's up? How was your summer? What're you doing for Halloween?
I've been...actually it's not important. What is important is that I have four more chapters written that I'll be uploading once a week so I can promise you at least a month worth of updates. Hopefully more since I have the time to write them before I run out and be able to continue updating this story once a week, and occasionally other stories as well.
So, long story short: I'm sorry. I have more chapters and maybe some new stories to post. I'm trying to do better.
Hope you enjoy the chapter.
I got a new toy.
Dave mentioned needing some more things for school, and I decided to go along and pick up a few things for myself.
It was really strange to be honest. There's been so much crazy going on in the last few weeks. Hell, the last few months have been crazy. The fuck am I talking about? How much normal has there actually been in my life? Not that I'd change it, I love what I do. I mean, how many people can do what I do? I hear tools at school bragging about "360 no scopes" in video games. I can do it for real, in midair and upside down. On multiple targets. And think about how many people would have died if we hadn't shut down that cult?
I'm getting completely off topic.
The point I was trying to get at was that... Once I got in the car with him and the doors closed, everything else seemed to disappear. It was just us and the rest of the world and what it thought of anything could fuck off. We could talk about any stupid little thing that came into our heads, no matter what.
Well, almost anything. I'm pretty sure saying, "Hey Dave, why don't you take one of your hands off the wheel and see if you can get me off before we get there" was off the table. But I didn't really want to say that anyway. Yeah it crossed my mind, but I just wanted to go out and have some fun with Dave.
So we just bullshitted about whatever while we drove. Work, school, ya know the usual. No hero stuff though. I don't know if he did it intentionally, but I didn't even realize that until just now.
When we got there the place looked like it'd been picked clean. Like a swarm of locust hit the place. Or the Cunts. Except if Cunts had done it the displays would be broken, not just empty.
But once we got past the first few displays things started looking a little more normal. There was even a clearance section I started looking through, and I found skeleton kitty duct tape!
I showed Dave and he said, "Why do you want that?"
So I gave him one of my "Don't be stupid" looks and said, "Because they're adorable. Duh."
I bought every one they had.
I can't wait to find somebody I need to tie up.
But that's not the best part. Since I found one awesome thing, I decided to go look around the rest of the store to see what other gems might be hiding among all the binders, folders, and printers.
And that is how I found my new toy.
It's called a "Fabric Tagger". It has a needle for the "barrel" and when you pull the trigger it slides one of those things that hold tags on clothing down and through what you stuck the needle into and once it's through it doesn't come back out and I got some cardboard tags to go with it.
Next time we go out, I'm tagging myself some criminals.
