"Socrates! How dare you get us into trouble like this! We wouldn't be stuck in this mess if it weren't for you!" May yelled out, screaming at the cat frightened for his life. "May calm down for a minute, it's not entirely his fault that all this happened." Andre said, trying to calm the frustrated girl down. "Not entirely his fault? NOT entirely his FAULT? Are you kidding about this? The fact is that he's the one that put us into a situation like this. Seen like this publicly. I didn't want to suffer from this so soon." Socrates purred. "It's not like you've never been in one before, besides with your constant yelling they might give you the death sentence." May grew frustrated and picked up the cat and threatened him with a glare. "Say another word and I'll give you the death sentence!" she screamed out. She then yelled in a outburst of misery and frustration. "But we don't deserve to be in a Mexican jail in the first place! Ugh! I just want to get out of here!" she yelled, kicking the bars of the cell.
"Quiet down little girl. The guards will have a good reason giving you the death sentence." May was then furious and walked around the cell and then finally resting on her bed. "They'll need to give her one to just shut her up."
Socrates and Andre then began to laugh amongst themselves eventually getting louder as seconds passed. "Shut up!" May said, rolling herself on the opposite side facing the wall. "You can talk!" Socrates grinned, laughing much louder than before. "And loudly." Andre added on raising the volume. May then decided to ignore this and in despair put a pillow on top of her head and tried to deafen her ears to not hear their joy in offending her. "I hope they come to save us from this soon."
"Wow, it's going to be hard getting out of Mexico soon. Three of our group is in prison, our bus needs to be repaired and Claire's amulet has been flashing… Indicating that an Astral Beast is nearby." Lisa explained.
"Well let's make the most of it people!" Lucy said, in optimism. Lucy always seemed optimistic in times where most would fall into hopelessness. She wondered around visiting the city, constantly getting whistles and various men trying to chat her up. "I don't speak Mexican if you're wondering!" she'd always say when she tried to avoid the attention. But her cold shoulder routine only encouraged the men more to approach her. Adrian eventually ended up pretending to be her spouse to deter the attention she was getting away. Claire laughed in at the reactions of both the men and the pretend couple, but then felt a little envious when Lucy and Adrian got too close. As soon as they found an information centre, Lisa rushed to get a map of the city and was despaired. The details in the map were Spanish. "You should try reading the back." Mark said, he was leaning on a pole looking down. Lisa then thought of herself as pathetic as she realized the boy was right. "Maybe you should try concealing your presence. You look suspicious around the locals here. Especially carrying that sword"
"No one seems to have complained."
Lisa was annoyed at this statement, shaking her head. "We already have Socrates, Andre and May in jail because of a small mistake on their behalf, we don't need someone else making the same sort of problem."
"At least I wasn't stupid enough to think that those drugs were lollies." Lisa shrugged her shoulders. "You've got me there." Lucy and Adrian nodded their heads. Claire then agreed as well. It wasn't until a small boy bumped into her that she gained a bit of focus in this rather perilous wandering that the group was doing. "Oh I'm sorry. I was just in a hurry that's all." Claire was taken by surprise, from the contact and the little boy's manners. He must have been younger than her. "It's okay. Why are you in a hurry?"
"The event is going to start in the stadium? I'm sure you've heard of it. It's a popular event that most tourists and the town-folk go to! It's going to be amazing, you've got to come see it!"
"Bullfighting? Give me a rest, I'm out of here!" Mark grunted, walking off. Lisa following behind him, "I take no interest in people involving themselves in danger just for entertainment purposes. Unfortunately, a life is wasted just to thrill a crowd. I'll be off visiting historical monuments that may give us a clue to the whereabouts of the supposed Astral Beast that resides near here. Mark, you'll come with me! I heard dangerous monsters have been appearing near ruins around here. I may need your assistance."
"Better than just watching idiots waving a red flag." The boy dismissed these comments, but inside he was furious. "Who did they think they are talking about our national pride like that?" he thought, with anger inside. The two eventually walked off, leaving only Claire, Adrian and Lucy with the little boy. "Never mind them, I'd like to come along and see!" Lucy said, with enthusiasm. "Really? That doesn't really sound like you…" Adrian said, wondering about Lucy's change. "Well, after that ear-bashing that those two had. I'm pretty sure the boy wants us to be interested in what he's passionate about. You can read minds, judge for yourself."
Adrian looked towards the child and then finally realized what Lucy was talking about. Even without reading his mind, he could see his eyes watering. Like a dream shattered by those who didn't recognise how significant it really was. "Uh… yes. I want to go too." Adrian stuttered. Lucy smiled and then looked towards Claire, "I suppose you can be his little date then Claire? Hmm?"
Claire blushed, only to look at the little boy, who wasn't that, much younger than her. "Lucy! Don't say that."
"Well since Claire's decided, lets all go then. Shall we?"
News reporters rushed up towards the jail cells, trying to get a word out of the talking cat. The three were very confused at what was going on. Flashing lights, foreign languages and microphones all pointing towards Socrates. "What are all these news reporters doing here? Get out of here now!" May yelled out. Andre posed and showed off his muscles but Socrates then ran towards May meowing as if he were just a normal cat. Finally, an English speaker broke through the crowd. "Is it true that the cat you are holding can really speak in human language?" May then looked towards Socrates, shaking her head. "Don't you dare say a word." She whispered. "We are in enough trouble then it is, it will only get worse once you say a w--"
"Yes he sure can actually. He's actually quite articulate and quite knowledgeable as well" Andre boasted. May then shook her head with disbelief. "Are you insane? Why on EARTH did you tell them that Socrates could talk!"
"Socrates? So he can talk. All right this is already a report, John roll the camera. This is definitely going to earn me some credibility in the office!"
"No, this is a misunderstanding. The cat can't talk. It's just a cat we call Socrates that's all! Don't report this please don't" May begged the reporter. "There's no point lying to this pretty woman is there. She looks so dignified, like she can dig anything up…" Socrates said with cheek. "Oh my goodness, the cat did talk. Did you catch that footage John? Perfect! Now we can make the report. Please say more things to the camera." May then constantly begged for the reporters to leave.
"This is Alicia Kaynes, reporting to you now. I'm here now where it's discovered that a talking cat has been arrested for drug possession. He has the ability to speak in the human speech and is apparently named Socrates according to this demented young girl who has also been arrested and held in the same cell. We also have footage of the cat "Socrates" talking and additional footage of a dim-witted muscle man posing to the cameras humiliating himself."
"And… cut! You were great Alicia, just brilliant. We'll leave this to the editing room and this is seriously going to give you heaps of credit as a reporter."
"Thanks John, here's hoping… Thank you prisoners. You gave me material that's enough to get me a promotion!" the woman said in glee and walked off.
Socrates and Andre waved to the cameras and were in joy being under the spotlight, while May kept pleading for the reporters to go, exhausted.
As the four reached the stadium, they could already hear the cheers of the audience just nearby the stadium. "Oh no, the great Ricardo must already be performing!" the little boy blurted out.
"Who's the great Ricardo?" Lucy asked.
"He only happens to be the best bullfighter in the world! We should hurry before he's run is over!"
As the little boy ran, Adrian and Lucy quickly followed behind. Claire's amulet then began to illuminate and flashing images of the star-tipped jagged knife and the picture of her stabbing a little boy started to appear. Claire shook her head and then followed behind. "It must be close," she thought to herself.