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Batteries
The next morning Trip felt better than she had in weeks. She was clean, fed and rested, now she wanted to move on as quickly as they could. She walked downstairs, half way down she could hear Monkey's deep voice as he was argue with someone. "No it's too dangerous! How many mechs did you say that you saw in there?" "About 40. But I know that you can do it with help, and you do have good help now don't you?"
"That pig doesn't really count he's still trying to kill me and Trip's no good in a fight." Turtle's voice raised in triumph; "But she can do what is it? Scans for you and so you can plan for the battle." Monkey sighed and Turtle said; "I'm going to get her up sleepy girl." Trip was torn on what to do walk in and act like she heard nothing or go back upstairs. The choice was made for her as Pigsy walked up behind her; "Morning Trip. I really love this place, the beds are amazing!"
Trip jumped a little, she never knew how quiet Pigsy could be. "Morning..." Pigsy walked past her into the kitchen and Trip followed him slowly. 'I hope that they don't know I was listening.' Trip was greeted by a smile from Turtle and a grunt from Monkey. "Good morning sleepy girl. How did you like our beds? Pigsy here has quite a voice." Turtle winked at Trip, as she waved Trip into a seat.
Trip eyes got big as she looked at the table and then the smells from the cooking hit her. 'How did I not smell this from up-stairs?' She wondered to herself. There were eyes, bacon, pancakes and other things that Trip did not know. Trip watched Turtle as she served the others, Trip felt very young and girlish. Turtle spun around the room with both hands full of plates, food and as she set one handful down she pick another one up. Trip knew that if she tried that the food would everywhere, the plates would be broken and the guys would laughing at her.
"Trip, dear aren't you hungry?" Turtle's face was very close to Trip's before she knew it. Trip looked down at her plate that was now piled high with food and she picked up her fork to eat. "Now Pigsy what exactly can you do?" Turtle sat down across from Pigsy, next to Monkey and took a small sip of her coffee. Pigsy puffed out his chest in pride; "I'm a sniper and a damn good one. It's my airship that they're getting a ride on." Monkey snorted; "And you're the reason that we are here. You ate all the food."
Turtle hid her grin behind her cup and Trip decided to try that trick to hide her feelings. The more she watched Turtle more that Trip was sure that she was the ultimate woman. "Well I think that was a good thing. After all if he had eaten everything about hundred miles more then you lot would be in trouble. As it is, you just have to work off what you eat here and what I'm going to send with you." Pigsy's mouth dropped open. "You're going to charge us? Monkey you said that she was your friend!"
Monkey made a rude motion at him. "I never said that she was my friend, just that we could get what we needed from here." Turtle raised her hand into the air; "I'm a business woman Pigsy and you don't listen every well do you? I have everything worked up about what jobs you three will do for me and then you can go back to your mission. Trip before I send you three into the wilds around us I want you to look at my tech first. Then you lot get to get me and yourselves batteries."
"Batteries? There are batteries out here?" Trip got excited; "With the right batteries we could keep going for a long time." Turtle nodded; "That's the idea dear. Then I need scrap metal from the mines, then the mill that we use has been overrun with mechs and finally a nest of slavers has popped up about half a day travel from here. I want them dealt with Monkey but they can wait until last. Now trip have you finished your breakfast?" Trip looked down at her now empty plate, she nodded. "Excellent. I'll show you where my systems are."
Turtle once again looped her arm through Trip's and pulled her up to follow. Trip's eyes were drawn to Monkey, who looked worried about something, but before she could ask him anything Turtle had drawn her away. "Now my systems are simple but I'm no hand with tech and the person who normally does this for me is late. Very late but that's either here not there. You can tell me all about your home." Trip felt herself being drawn into conversation about her home and Turtle was an excellent listener. Turtle did not ask questions, just listened to her.
"So your father is dead and you think that no survived? I'm so sorry dear." Trip was on her back under the massive computer that was Turtle's security system. "I know..I mean thank you Amelia. If I didn't have..."Her voice trailed into silence and Turtle just watched her face. Trip's face was the picture of grief and lost dreams. "Tell me more about her friend with the bridges, what was his name?" Trip started working again at the sound of Turtle's voice. "Mark. My friend's name was Mark. He was great." Trip stopped working for a moment to look at Turtle. "He was my first kiss. I think he was going to ask my father to marry me."
Turtle raised one brow. "Have you told Monkey this?" Trip shook her head; "No he's been so busy with my mess that he does know about like my father. I didn't want to add by telling him that." Turtle moved so that she was sitting next to Trip; "I think that he would appreciate your trust by telling him that but only when you're ready. Tell me what Mark looked like. He must have to pretty good looking to get a girl like you first kiss." Trip described Mark to Turtle, told her about how Mark first came to the farm and the kiss itself. Trip felt so normal talking and giggling about a guy.
"Well I think that you have everything under control, so I'm going to tell Monkey about the area you three are going into." Turtle walked out and Trip just thought about how nice is was to talk about her family before the ships.
Turtle walked to her study and within moments Monkey was there. "I know what he looks like and more. I call my people to get the word out and I should have info for you soon, if you're very lucky then before tonight. I agree with you, I don't think that he died with the others in the attack." Monkey grunted; "So tell me about this farm."