Chapter Three: Frenzy and Barricade
After the ''abusive breakfast'', Charlie and Krystal had to get ready for work. Since Krystal was the early riser, she had her shower and dressing done before Charli had even finished breakfast.
"Why do you always get the hot water?" Charli whined as she called through the bathroom door. Krystal chuckled and tied on her sneakers and called back.
"Because, I'm smarter than you. The water likes me better!"
"Goody two-shoes!"
Krystal couldn't help but laugh. Charli was funny, but sometimes totally obnoxious. She was a teenager at heart, not a woman.
Krystal finished fixing her hair and soon Charli imerged in a black tank top with sweatpants. Her hair was braided into two short pigtails, and she wore sneakers. Charli was a kickboxing teacher at a gym, and always looked the same. She could rock any sweat outfit, and Krystal was quiet impressed.
"Ready to roll?"
Charli nodded and grabbed her gym bag, "Yes, after my cold shower."
Krystal giggled and grabbed her car keys. Charli made sure the penthouse was locked and they both walked down the steps to the lobby of the hotel.
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It was well after 5:30, and both girls had the rest of the day off. Krystal worked at a partstore full-time and basically ran the place, and Charli chose her own hours. Both girls decided to stay out late and have some fun. They always had fun, but nonetheless, tonight would be just another adventure.
"Whattya wanna do, Krys?"
Krystal shrugged and sipped her water, "Don't care. You?"
"How about we have a race down to that doughnut shop?"
Krystal rolled her eyes, "And I'm the fat one why?"
Charli was gone and called back, "Come on, sourpuss! And your not fat!"
"That's what you think!"
Krystal took off after Charli and caught up quickly. Despite the fact that Charli was a kickboxing teacher, Krystal was a fast runner. She was soon arm-to-arm with Charli when she stopped. She noticed it was getting dark and they were entering a bad part of the city.
"Charli, stop!"
Charli stopped and called back, "Tire out? What happened?"
"It's getting dark. Let's head back,"
Charli rolled her eyes, "Baby. Let's go, we'll be fine."
She ran back and grabbed Krystal's arm without a word from her. They continued on walking, and both girls soon forgot about the problem. Krystal explained about a strange rock she found at the shop.
"Look, isn't it weird?"
She pulled it from her purse and Charli snatched it, "Huh, odd. It isn't rock, Krys, it's metal."
"And what's the writing?"
Charli handed it back and sighed, "Who knows? Probably some thing from a car or whatever."
"Charli, it's not from a car."
"Then what is it-"
"AHH!"
Charli failed to see that Krystal had fallen behind her. She spun around to find Krystal backed against a wall. Something was in front of her, but Charli didn't know what. It was about chest height and silver, and was some kind of robot. He had daggers for hands and was speaking in some weird language. Krystal shot her a look and nodded her head towards it.
"Get away, you moron! You asked for the WRATH FROM FAIRY LAND!!!"
Charli dropped her gym bag and kicked the robot back a step, and Krystal spun out from the wall before the robot hit. It shreaked and slammed against the wall, and Krystal joined Charli.
"Thanks,"
"No problem."
Then the stood in front of it, and breathed heavily. The thing screamed in a foreign language and Charli asked.
"Whatit say?"
"No idea, shall we?"
Charli nodded and both girls kicked the robot in the chest. He screamed and Krystal grabbed it's head. Charli laughed and cheered her on.
"COME ON KRYSTAL, YOU GOT IT!!"
Then Krystal smiled and brushed aside her bangs. Then with more screams from the robot thing, she slammed it's head against the brick wall four times and then it quieted. Krystal dropped it and noticed the blue eyes faded. Both girls knelt and Krystal looked it over.
"What is it, Krystal?"
Krystal shook her head, "Don't know. Wait, what's this?"
She pointed to a symbol on the robot's chest. It was like a robot's head, only smaller and represented something. Krystal stood and brushed it aside. Charli retrieved her gym bag and they looked to it again.
"Whattya we do with it?" Krystal asked.
Charli smiled and started in, "Can we keep it? Please, please, please, please!?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No,"
"Please?"
"Charlie, no."
She gave her the puppy face, "Pwease, Krissy?"
"Fine-"
Suddenly the earth began to shake beneath them and the street light vanished from behind. Metal clicked and shifted and scraped and they turned around.
"I don't think you'll be keeping anything, femmes."
Krystal's mouth dropped open and Charli dropped her bag. The thing was huge! About 30 feet tall and was a robot. He had Police Car markings and he had red eyes. He looked ticked and Krystal and Charli couldn't stop gaping at it.
"Prepare to die humans! Decepticons don't lose to femmes!"
Charli thought fast. Her and Krystal shared a look, "Are you from Fairyland?"
"WHAT? WHAT IN THE SLAG IS FAIRYLAND!?"
Krystal and Charli looked to it and answered, "Duh, a distraction."
Both girls took off between it's legs and the robot roared in laughter. Both girls limber and fast, he took off and yelled after them.
"This will be fun, femmes!"
Krystal shot a look over to Charli, "What is a femme?!"
"Don't know, keep RUNNING!"
They ran on, the robot close behind. Then they froze stiff. They were now stranded, between the robot and a semi with blinding headlights. They couldn't evaide the robot and they couldn't see beyond the headlights.
"Krystal, whatta we do?"
"Um, not sure, Charli!"
Both girls dropped to their knees to evade the light and covered their eyes. Their best bet would be to crawl away and then Charli screamed.
"WHAT IS THAT!?"
The 379 Peterbilt semi started to move. It went upward while parts moved and clicked, scraped and hid themselves. Krystal screamed and Charli closed her eyes. Both girls were scared to death, and maybe this would be their death.
"Krystal, we're gunna die! I just wanna tell you I'm sorry for breaking your Ipod!"
"What!?"
"It was me!"
Krystal shook her head and then stared up, ignoring the question completely.
This was not good.