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I couldn't stop giggling, keeping a hand held over my mouth as I walked beside a confused and wary Goggle. I could feel him staring from the corner of his eye but I couldn't stop the laughter worming its way up my throat. I tried so hard to stop, but it was in vain. I wished I could explain, wished I could stop, wished I could do something about my problem but they wouldn't let me go. I wonder if Jeb has a phone I could use, maybe then Grandma could send me the medicine when I asked for it. She had said that I didn't have to be there, they had all my medical records and therapists' notes. I was the one that insisted I come out and pick up the medicine.

"Are you crazy or something?"

The laughter that spewed from my mouth was my own, not the involuntary giggling that had been spewing from me all day. "Guess you could say that."

"So what do you think of the village?"

I skipped a little ahead of him, my hands held behind my back. I still laughed, not able to close my mouth. "I hate it, not you guys but the desert really. Oh no wait, I hate Lizard too."

Goggle chuckled, catching up with me easily. Damn his long legs. "You're not alone there. Lizard tortured me my whole life, well until I got big enough to defend myself. I still hate him for all the shit he did to me. What has he done to you?"

I stopped walking, my eyes set on the black wavy blob that was Jebs. I couldn't tell Goggle he hasn't done anything to make me hate him. He's only ignored me, that's it. Unless he had done stuff to me in my sleep (which is a high possibility because I sleep like a fucking rock), I have no reason to hate him. I looked back at Goggle and grinned like the mad woman I was, making the mutant back up a step, wariness once again in his tiny black eyes.

Well that kept the questions at bay for the moment while we walked. I entered the shitty shack that was the gas station and walked up to the counter. The man behind it was old, really old with gray stubble and an old trucker's cap. A cigar hung from his lips, not lit but chewed on. It made me dig a cigarette from my pocket and light it. He eyes me with old hazy eyes but I smiled and bit my tongue to hold in the laughter, my chest hiccupping slightly.

"Hi there, Jeb right?" I cooed.

He gave me a cautious look, his eyes flickering back to Goggle. I looked back and Goggle was just looking at a thing of snack cakes, his flat lips curled up in disgust. I chuckled, well tried anyway. It came out warped because of the laughter that tried to come out.

"Don't worry about him, he's completely tame." I waved a hand at the old man.

He muttered something I couldn't hear and raised a hand for me to shake. I didn't take it so he dropped it back to his side, looking awkward. "yeah I'm Jeb, who are you?"

"I'm Ethan Mather's oldest daughter, Dizzy."

His face paled and he looked more afraid of me than Goggle. "Why are you here? And why are you with him?"

I heard a snarl behind me and raised my hand to silence Goggle. "I'm out here because a few days ago I was heading through to get to California. I hit the gas too hard and my truck flipped a few miles up the road. Goggle and his family took me in because they wanted to keep me. That's all you need to know, today I'm here to get some feminine products, you must have them."

He eyed me a moment longer and gestured to the back room. I grinned and skipped to the back, finding the small shelf of stuff I needed. I crouched down, wrapping my arms around the back of my legs, my cigarette clamped between my teeth. I needed one of each…so I scooped up an armful and skipped back to the front. Goggle and Jeb were having a glaring contest, but broke it off when I dropped all of my stuff on the counter. I laughed while Jeb rung up my stuff. I enjoyed the awkward look on his face, and the way he said I could just take everything for free halfway through the checkout..

I walked ahead of Goggle, humming to myself with my plastic bags swinging at my sides. Goggle was mumbling behind me and I tried to hear him, but it didn't matter, I could not for the life of me catch what he was saying. I settled on the sound of metal on gravel nearby, focusing in the best I could on where it was, twisting just right to catch Lizard in the side with both bags.

He made an 'oomph' sound and fell to the ground, dropping his spike strip at my feet. I fist pumped in victory, but set my bags down and crouched beside him, exhaling a puff of smoke into the air.

"You ok?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.

He glared up at me, jumping to his feet. I stood to, walking back to pick up his spike strip. I handed it to him and picked up my bags, walking ahead towards the village. I walked through the main house, Goggle and Lizard griping behind me, but I didn't care what they were arguing about, I just want to get a few things taken care of. Thanks to Ruby I had some new clothes, well not new, but new for me. They weren't ugly at all, they were just a lot of button ups and short sleeved flannels. The jeans I had now were nearly black and tight, but it was ok, just lose a little more weight. Not much I could lose, but that tiny bit would help, right?

An hour later I was squeaky clean and wrapped in a dusty towel, brushing my teeth very thoroughly. I was sitting on the floral couch, my legs crossed while I stared forward at the wall. Pluto, Goggle, Lizard and Big Brain were staring at me very…intently. I stopped my brushing and looked at all of them; they looked away real quick, Lizard and Goggle leaving to do whatever. I chuckled and stood, walking back upstairs to my bathroom. Well, mine and Ruby's .We shared it with Pluto, and he never used it so technically it was just ours.

I felt so clean and refreshed after all my feminine cleaning. Hell, I even tried to do my makeup, but I didn't have all my bright colors in my satchel, just base and eyeliner for when I encountered road blocks. I shrugged and used the eyeliner and base, leaving the bathroom in a sort sleeved green flannel and jeans. I passed Ruby in the hallway, taking her hand in mine as a silent way to say keep my company. She and Pluto were still my babysitters, but I obviously wasn't going anywhere. I had no car, no contacts I could trust.

We walked downstairs and into the kitchen, sitting beside Big Mama at the long kitchen table. She was staring at an old book, most of the words were faded and scratchy, but she seemed to be able to read them. She looked up at us with a small smile.

"My, my, my don't you look amazing."

I blushed and thanked her. "Where is everyone Big Mama?"

She shut the book and stood, walking over towards the pantry. That's where her 'normal' food was stashed. "There was a vehicle spotted at Jeb's gas station. Everyone's out to hunt."

I nodded numbly, standing up without Ruby. "I um…I'm gonna go walk around outside. Is that ok?"

Big Mama nodded and went to work opening all the cans she produced. What was in them? I ignored that and went outside, happy that today was unseasonably cool. I rubbed my arms and started to walk out into the desert, knowing Ruby wasn't too far behind. They wouldn't be upfront about it, but someone was always watching me. They wanted to make sure no one did anything about their family. It was just about not tearing the family apart, they didn't care about dying, they just wanted to stay together. I found it sweet, but still creepy.

I looked out at the beautiful desert, the red sand and rocky hills. It was truly beautiful out here, I had always loved the desert, but I could never live here. I laughed at myself; guess I had no choice but to live in the desert now. I found a rock to sit on and climbed onto it, making sure I didn't get my shirt messed up. I curled my legs up to my chest, resting my chin between my knees.

"What're ya' doin' out 'ere?"

I turned my head to look at Lizard. He was covered in blood, his pants soaked but his vest and chest only spotted. His spike strip was clean as always, swung over his shoulder casually. He looked tense, like he was holding something back or in.

"I'm watching the desert," I turned my head back to the desert.

"Why? Ain't nothin out there but coyotes and scorpions," he fell into the sand beside me.

I smiled into my knees. He was talking to me, and he wasn't yelling or anything. "The desert is beautiful, just like it's occupants."

I heard him grunt and shift in the sand. "Ain't none of us beautiful."

I rolled my eyes. "You're not when you have that kind of attitude about it."

He grunted again. "Says you."

"Says me?"

"Yeah. You're normal, no mutations."

I looked down, feeling self conscious. "Well not that you can see. I'm certified crazy by the government."

"I've seen ya in action. Screamin like a lunatic and laughin for no reason."

I looked up at the sky. "Yeah, I was heading to California to get help for that, but you guys stopped me."

He stayed quiet, not grunting or growling. All I could hear was the call of coyotes and the cries of birds. It was peaceful, even with a psycho beside me. A mutated psycho. I looked down at him; his head was titled back, his eyes closed as he let a breeze roll over him. A rare moment of peace for him. It was like having a tiger let you pet it, or having a deer eat right from your hand. It was amazing, it gave me a sense of acceptance with him, and that was something important to establish with him.

Lizards head shot forward, his eyes snapping open to look for something ahead of us. I followed his eyes and saw two coyotes dancing together. They were yipping at each other, running circles around each other and occasionally nuzzling each other in the face.

I smiled at the display of affection, feeling eyes on me. I looked towards Lizard and found his steel eyes examining me. He looked away quickly and I chuckled, letting my legs dangle until they touched to ground. My legs were shaky and kind of numb, but I could walk and started towards the house. I saw a small red figure rushing towards the house and chuckled; she had been watching the whole time.

I felt an arm brush against mine and looked up at Lizard. He kept his eyes off of me, but not forward. He rubbed the back of his neck. "Why ya' dressed up?"

I cocked my head to the side. "Why do you care?"

"I don't," he snapped, putting a couple inches between us. Jus' curious dammit."

Was that a blush I saw on those damaged cheeks? "I just wanted to look good for myself. I have been wearing bloody clothes for the past few days. It's nice to be clean, makes you more appealing when you're a plain little girl."

He mumbled something I felt like I didn't want to hear. But I wanted to know, but then again I couldn't just ask. He'd get all defensive and leave my ass. I didn't want that. I wanted a companion for the moment. I got lonely out here because most of the time Ruby was helping Big Mama most of the day with the cooking and occasional cleaning, and I tried to stay out of their way because I was cooking and cleaning impaired. And Pluto was usually helping scavenge or kill. Lizard was around the house more, so maybe I could get on his good side so I could have another companion…

Thank you Shiloh for your review! I love Lizard for various reasons, but I also love Goggle because he reminds me of Voldemort from Harry Potter Anyway, I might write one for Triloquist, but I'll have to re-watch the movie to remember what I missed.