Chapter 4
DJ's P.O.V.
I've established that my brother truly had forgiven me. That he had freed me. I had spoke to Annabelle hours ago and she told me so. I have decided to give it a fair rest for eternity, cherishing my freedom like Missy told me. Annabelle also told me that my life would go longer than April 20, 2019. All she told me was that I would die when my brother, my wife, Daisy and Valerie would. I am uncertain whether it be the apocalypse or something like in the beginning of a Final Destination movie, but for the first time, I could honestly face the future with hope, rather than spending my time trying to make my brother love me. I have no more worries but evil. Knowing that everyone's vindicated, we're truly the strongest as ever in trying to defeat evil. We may even give them no chance to do harm. Oh god, I'm starting to sound like either John or Sarah Connor from Terminator. Oh well. Who gives a shit? Valerie is back at the barnyard with my mother. Miller, Daisy, Missy and I are on a flight to Rome. Being safe from something like what happened in Paris when Daisy, Miller, Rosey and I were there, I researched any volcanic activity and found zero percent of activity. Rome only seemed natural and was the first I researched.
Missy had her head against my shoulder as we drove through the night. I was driving my red 1969 Mercury Cougar. It had been stashed in the garage underground for three years. I had never got the time to work on it until the day before I'd worked on the C-10. Missy had waken up.
"It's getting cold." said Missy. "Will you please turn on the heat?"
DJ then turned on the heat.
"Are you getting hungry?" asked DJ.
"Yes." said Missy.
"Me too." said DJ and picked up the CB. "You guys hungry?"
"Yep." said Miller over the CB.
"We got an exit for McLettuce and Salad King coming up." DJ said over the CB. "They sit right next to each other."
"Alright." said Miller over the CB.
"Which one do you wanna go to?" asked DJ.
"Salad King." said Missy.
Now that I think about it, maybe Rome wasn't the best choice for the vacation. As I was coming to Rome last time, I went to Salad King last time. All it reminds me of is the enemies I had to face off against last time at the colleseum. But I am one to please my girl. That, however is beside the point. Most of the enemies had either turned good or have gotten killed. Dharma's other identity, Prunella would never stay dead after Sweet Tooth and Lily were killed. But she finally gave evil a rest. I was so anxious to give everyone a good trip to remember the horrible past. That's a key thing to planning, though I had been the only one there last time. No matter what, I was ready to defend my family and Miller probably had his rifle in the trunk.
"Missy, I think this trip was a bad idea." said DJ at a table with Missy in Salad King.
"Why?" asked Missy. "I'd always wanted to go to Rome." she said and giggled. "You remember in fourth grade when boys said they'd take me, but I'd fuss because I wanted you to?"
"Yes, I remember." said DJ. "I remember how much I've hurt your feelings and how much it hurts now."
"I keep telling you over and over again that I've forgiven you." said Missy. "Drop it."
"It's hard." said DJ.
"Aren't we here to have fun?" asked Missy. "To celebrate?"
"You're right." said DJ and sighed. "My reasons for this being a mistake is because of something that happened a while back. I came to Rome once for all the wrong reasons: to face/off against many, many enemies. I was so excited to give you all a good vacation, that I forgot about what happened back then. But I promise that I will protect all three of you."
"Miller's probably got his rifle." said Missy.
"I figured." said DJ.
"If it was so long ago, why are you so worried?" asked Missy.
"You never know when something pops up." said DJ. "If you remember, not too long ago, Hawkk Hawg came without warning. No one ever warns us. They're chicken shits."
Missy giggled.
"Peck would've been pissed, had he heard you say that." said Missy with a smile.
"In time, he would've gotten over it." said DJ.