You're Not a Bad Person
Chapter 6
I'll have that BACK, thank you very much!
Sapphire slowly walked out of the Bounty Store, her heart drumming in terrorized fear. Bart didn't seem that tall when she saw him last night. She tried to keep her breathing calm.
The isolated town of Gizzard Gulch suddenly went silence when Sapphire stood in the middle of it. She hated it when that happens. She thought of something. If the Doc wasn't here in his office, he has to be somewhere else…
She faced a nearby Clakker, who was talking to her neighbour.
"Erm, excuse me, can you tell me where Doc. Vykker should be if he's not here please?" Sapphire shyly asked. The Clakkerz staggered away from her.
"You're not sick, are you? Keep away from me!" The female Clakker replied, walking away from her with her neighbour. Sapphire frowned.
'Rude, horrid bitch!' Sapphire thought angrily, not realising that she's now swearing out through her teeth without any thought. Then she searched for another area. There was a longish building, it seemed full but quiet. Sapphire observed the four Clakkerz that hung around out. Some of them were smoking, while others were just gossiping. Maybe they could help her. She walked towards them.
"Now, when's that Whore-Slig gonna get here?" One of the Clakkerz queried.
Sapphire stepped up to them. One Clakker turned to her, who wore make-up, that seemed too much for Sapphire's liking, and was wearing clothes that just barely covered her, making Sapphire's stomach turn. Sapphire took a deep breath. Why was she so nervous? Maybe because that bastard Bart scared her…after all, it is gonna take her days, maybe weeks to calm down…
"Do any of you-"
"It's about time! Bart was getting restless that his request wasn't fulfilled."
Sapphire rolled her eyes and growled under her breath. Not this again.
"No, I'm sorry, you're mistaken me…"
"How can we? You must be! You look lovely with breasts like that so big, you can't miss them!" She laughed brightly. Sapphire was taken back. She wasn't sure whether it was a compliment or an insult. It was true though, she grimly admits. She scratched her tentacles once.
"Okay, I see. Sorry, I AM this 'whore-Slig'." The word Whore just made her sick. The Clakker smiled in approval.
"Who this then, Betty Sue?" One of her friends asked. They all looked at Sapphire, who muttered her name bitterly.
"Sapphire…" She muttered in reply.
"Excellent. Now, come on Darling, let's get you into something perfect for him tonight. Believe me, he's one of my favourite customers and a good one too." Betty Sue said, smiling.
"Oh yeah." Sapphire thought of something quickly. "Erm, sorry but can I ask you something first?"
"Sure thing." She looked at Sapphire.
"Do you know where Doc. Vykker is about?"
"Why yes. He's up at Mongo Valley." She pointed the doors on Sapphire's left. "But you'll have to take the Buzzaton path to get there." She replied. Sapphire nodded, making a mental note to herself. "Oh, I see."
'Now what?' She thought acidly. She was about to enter a place that was not even last on her mind. She gasped silently to herself when she saw something on Betty Sue's back. It was a small leather bag, brown and it was hers! She felt her fingers ache in anger, but she held them off. She tried to speak in a fake interested voice. "Oh, that's a lovely bag. Where 'cha get it from?" Her Dad would kill her if he heard her say something like that. Mind you, she was miles away from home…literally.
"Oh this. Heh, my favourite customer Bart gave it to me. Not sure why, but it seemed that he didn't need it no more." She giggled. That giggle and that small story made a thread in Sapphire's emotions snap. That was her bag, and she wasn't getting some little Whore having it. It was from her brother-like friend Joey too and it meant so much to her.
"That's…" She pointed an accusing finger at the bag; her voice was ragged with silence menace and icy rage. "That's my bag."
"Hell no it isn't!" Betty Sue sounded offensive instantly. Sapphire's hands twitched furiously hovered over her silver pistol, but she backed-down from that idea. She shouldn't be serious, should she? "It's mine, even if it was yours; you're not having it back." Sapphire bunched her fists up.
"Oh yeah?" Sapphire challenged threateningly, her pretty features darkened.
"Yeah," Suddenly, before sapphire could even make a move, she lunged at Sapphire, trying to slap her away with her clawed feet and feathered wings. Sapphire felt startled at first, but then she snarled. An incredible force of power powered her energy and strength up amazingly, and Sapphire didn't noticed. She felt anger suffuse every pore of her body. She suddenly threw a hard fist into Betty's face, preventing her to even touch her, faster then a blink. The bag dived off her back as she tossed into the air. Her Clakker friends joined in the fight, waving and sprawling furiously on Sapphire. She raged suddenly, seeing that her whole arm was covered by Clakkerz, who bit deeply into her skin. She whined in fury, pain surged inside of her and she swung her arm violently, throwing the Clakkerz into the side of another building. Sapphire snapped around as the Clakkerz around her flapped around, the air dense with screaming and panicking. The Clakkerz rushed back into their homes and Sapphire bent down, breathing heavily as her wrath spree calmed down very slowly, her skin felt hot with aggressive temper. She snatched her long-loved bag from the dusty floor and escaped through the gates to Buzzaton.
She slammed them behind her and when she did, everything around her went into a creepy silence. She exhaled deeply, her hands shaking softly. She smiled, getting her bag back.
"That would teach those freaks not to bad-mouth someone like me!" She snickered proudly. She examined her multi-bitten arm, which was now glossed in ribbons of blood. It didn't bother her much, just got to keep the wounds clean. Then something ticked her mind, as if to warn her something.
'Heh, my favourite customer Bart gave it to me.'
Shit! Mr. Tentacle face! If he finds out that she 'stole' the bag back from that Betty Sue, who likes Bart a lot for some weird reason, how would he react if he finds out that Sapphire attacked her too? He would go after her, and kill her…he looks the type anyway. She thought about Bart and Betty Sue, if they must have some kind of love relationship. She seemed to like him a lot, but does Bart feel the same way about Betty Sue?
She shook her head, frowning in a sinister way at the idea. That would be stupid. She was a Clakker-Whore. She could do stuff like that to many other men.
Sapphire felt a pang of something vicious in her head and chest. She wasn't sure whether it was disgust, anger, or even envy. She feared that it was envy, at the thought of him…
'URG! Don't think like that! Just run!' Sapphire snapped her own thoughts for something more urgent. With those newly-improved legs that Bart has, she could even guess…no, wrong answer…she knows that he could run faster then her. And how terrifying would it be being chased down by some big huge hunky Slig like Bart!
Hunky?
Okay, the heat was starting to get to her head now! She must leave, now! She started to run as fast as she could, feeling that each quicken step had a heavy weight at the end of it and she rushed, like a native Steef in the filed down the hot, clammy dust path to this new town called Buzzaton.
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XD So, I guess Sapphire's getting even more angry at this place, I would if someone claimed something so dear to me in my face. XD Well, let's just hope something good happens, will Bart chase after her in the next Chapter. I hope not, and Oh, look who gets to join in next time ;) I won't tell you until later on :D Disclaimer: In all respect to Lorne Lanning and his world of Odd, I do NOT own anything in this, I only own my OCs:
OCs in this Fanfic or are mentioned: Sapphire the Big Sis Slig, Rose the Landlady Clakker, Dave the 'Multitasking' Slig and Furlong the big bro Slig, Danni the Vykker and Ruby the Slig.
OCs that are NOT in this Fanfic but are still mine: Arnie the Glukkon, Tony the crawling Slig, Emerald the flying Slig, Sligknot (lol), Kiki the Slig, Grant the Glukkon, Mulot the flying Slig, Aaron the flying Slig, Peter the flying Slig.
OCs owned by friends who allowed me to put them on this: Bart the Big Bro
