Jason and Micheal still had sense enough to step in and stop a fight from breaking out. They didn't want to listen the bitching and groaning afterward. Not to mention Jason was the only one who could sew and he wanted no more stitching tonight.
By the time it seemed settled the woman and her servant coming up to them. She looked like she stepped out of one of those paintings where the people would wear these big frilly collars presumably to stop them from licking themselves or each other and the boys shuffled allowing Ghost face to step up since this was technically his deal.
Ghost face stuck his hand out "I'm Ghost Face."
The woman hesitated then extended the wrong hand resting her fingers on top of his. Confused he glanced behind him where most of them where shaking their heads.
Leather face was bizarrely enough kissing the top of his hand staring hard at Ghost Face while trying to be unobtrusive. He watched a good amount of TV when he wasn't butchering and cooking.
The servant leaned forward "Countess? They shake hands in the states, remember on the plane..."
"Ah! Yes of course!" She seized Ghost faces hand and shook it vigorously. She repeated this for all of them taking their names from Ghost Face as the others merely stared at her. She cut an odd figure and that was saying a lot.
When she got to Leather face he quickly took his hat off and shook her hand gently. His maw and Grandma both had taught him manners in an attempt to keep him from becoming like chop top and his mean nasty ass Uncle Hoyt.
"That's leather face." Jason said used to speaking for him. "or you can call him Thomas...You still answer to Tommy bro?"
"Or fat fuck." Freddie grumbled under his breath.
She smiled making the white concoction on her face cracked like a porcelain mask then stood back and gazed at them. She made a graceful courtesy and her voice was perfectly pleasant and educated despite the nature of the men around her.
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Elizabeth. Elizabeth Bathory. I look forward to staying in your domicile and learning your quaint ways. This is my hand maiden Sarah."
"What did she say?" Freddy asked. " All I got was Sarah, does she even speak English?"
She's happy to meet us and can't wait to stay with us." Micheal said dryly for the benefit of the others. Freddy could speak any language he wanted to, thanks to being a dream demon where language was fluid in his world.
He was just choosing to be an asshole.
"Man she's short." ghost face muttered. Freddie gave him a sneer "Compared to who?"
"Can we go?" Jason croaked softly already getting bored. He gathered two of the bags while Leather face grabbed the third and headed to where they were parked. Once they got to Thomas's truck that he had inherited when chop top finally kicked the bucket. They tossed the bags in and realized they had another problem.
"She can't ride with us," Micheal said glancing at Jason "That thing she's wearing is gonna suffocate us even if she's in the back seat. It'll be like trying to drive around with a inflatable boat blown up in the car."
"Did you do that?" Jason asked curiously.
Micheal nodded "Halloween 2008 they had these inflatable dragons. I got her in the car blew it up and took my time slicing her throat. She couldn't go anywhere."
"Hmmm" Jason said thinking of those inflatable little boats they had at the cap sometimes.
Freddie nodded "No way she's riding with me like that I won't be able to see. I'll probably run off the road and kill her in an honest not on purpose accident."
"Could she ride in the back of Thomas's truck with the bags?" Ghost face asked peering into the truck bed. It looked big enough.
"She'll fly out like Mary Poppins." Leather Face whispered.
The others still heard him. They looked at each other and went into another bout of laughter picturing this weird ass woman taking off into the winds until there was nothing to see but the bottom of the dress and kicking legs.
Gasping trying to catch his breath Kruiger responded "I'd pay money to see that! Put her back there!"
Sarah stepped forward and explained the problem to Elizabeth. The boy's began to get hold of themselves as she spoke earnestly.
"I can remove some of the outer layers countess so you can sit comfortably in, ah, whatever your riding in."
"How long is this going to take?" Freddie demanded.
"Only a couple of hours." Sarah assured him reaching for the back of the gown. The response was immediate and displeased.
"Oh Hell no!"
"I'm missing Hockey game for this!"
"We've been here hours already!"
"Fuck this." Freddie said he motioned to Micheal and Ghost face. "Get this shit done."
They nodded and pulled out their knives stepping toward the countess and Sarah immediately protested looking alarmed. "Wait what are you doing? Don't come any...hey!"
Jason stood back letting Sarah dangle in his arm. He calmly held her not responding to any of her kicks and hits as she attempted to get free.
To an outsider it would have looked like some bizarre tackle. Both men moved fast not giving her a chance to put her hands up to hold them off. She shrieked and yelled in another language peppered occasionally with English. The sound of ripping, tearing fabric filled the air.
"Stop that!"
"That's french lace! Are you mad?"
"No don't cut that off!"
"Oh I'm going to have both of you drawn and quartered!"
Finally they stepped back and looked at their handy work. They rather thought she looked like a plucked chicken. Jason was surprise to see she didn't have a have a huge ass which is what it had looked like with the gown on. Shame.
The top while still lovely and regal with the corset still in place just the rest of the gown look worse hanging down in strips. Sticking out here and there were the stiff stokes that had made up the petticoat. Elizabeth glanced down dismayed at what was left of her beautiful gown.
She glared at them. Jason dropped Sarah who hurried over to the countess properly horrified.
"K, let's go." Freddie said crooking on metal claw. They start shuffling to their respective rides.
"Are you all right countess?" Sarah asked worriedly.
"I feel so...so...naked! It's an outrage!"
Someone came up behind them and she turned fully intending to give whoever it was a piece of her mind. Leather Face tentatively held his jacket out to her shrugging a bit trying to distance himself from that fiasco.
When she didn't move he quickly put it around her shoulders and motioned her to the passenger side. He opened the door for her taking off his hat respectfully and helping her in followed by Sarah. It was a bit of squeeze but the others had already pulled away not bothering to make sure both guests had accommodations and wheels.
Leather Face was expecting her to cry which he didn't mind so much. Someone yelling in anger at him? That had been known to bring on a panic attack which translated to messy results for whoever was distressing him. He had lost count how many times he had messed up harvesting someone's skin because they rattled him before hand by being mean and pissing him off.
Elizabeth chose to fume silently and Sara followed her lead.
That was good enough for him. He turned the radio on to his favorite country station and began tapping out a jaunty beat on the wheel with his hand. He missed Stretch. That DJ had a voice that could make him hard and legs that could make a dead man pop his load.
Not that he was dead of course.
He thought this might be kind of fun. A countess, someone new to show the stuff he enjoyed that the others had gotten tired of seeing over and over. He shot a look to her. He liked her face to. His other face kind of looked like that. Maybe he'd get her to wear some with him. Nothing excited him more then having someone else like his masks. He nodded telling himself he was going to have to try to speak more to her and get over being shy.
It wasn't he couldn't talk. He just didn't. Singing being an exception. He liked to occasionally belt out folk songs and country songs he had learned growing up when the mood struck him.
Once everyone was home and not so tense he'd get to cookin' some of his famous stew and could enjoy the rest of the night getting to know someone new. That idea perked him up more.
This should be fun.
