Disclaimer: I do not own Breaking. At All. I do, however, own any new characters that pop up in my stories... And my imagination when it lets me rule it :]
Authoress Note: This is just some idea I had and I don't even know if I'll go anywhere with it. I do love this movie, though. It's a good coming of age story and I enjoy the characters oh so much :D
Extra Note: I will warn you that I am prone to spelling and grammatical errors and that I will try to fix them/watch for them as best as I can, OK?
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By the time they pulled up to Dairy Queen it was a quarter past four. Mike let Moocher out to fetch Nancy as Doll stepped out to stretch. She now wore multiple bracelets on her right wrist, a pink cropped tank-top, stone-washed jeans, ankle socks, and tennis shoes. Her shoulder-length hair was now dry and pulled into a messy but stylish ponytail.
Mike chewed on a toothpick as Doll leaned against the back of his car and lazily cleaned her nails. She wasn't bad for a chick. She was easy on the eyes; decent sized rack and ass. If she didn't have such a strong headed attitude she'd be almost perfect; that and maybe a bit taller. She was shorter than Mooch for fuck sakes! Which isn't bad 'cause a lot of chicks are small. But if he tried anything with the girl he'd probably break her!
Doll looked over at him and he scowled at himself for staring like he was some retard. "Do I got something on my face?" she asked with a raised brow as he leaned back and looked inside the restaurant, trying to see if he could make out if Moocher and Nancy were coming. He could hear Cyril and Dave talking about something or other in the background as he grumbled. "The hell is taking them so long?"
Doll shrugged and went back to cleaning her nails. "She's gotta sign out and all that. You don't have much patience, do you?" Doll turned to give him an amused smile as he scoffed. "Hey I just don't like having to wait for Mooch and his air-headed wife," Mike grunted as he chomped down on his toothpick. Doll crossed her arms and Mike was reminded of when his mother was about to chew his ass out; same scowl and everything. "What do you have against Nancy? I mean what you said back at the quarry was harsh and like now you're just like being an ass."
At this point Cyril stuck his head out of the car window near her, his lower half hanging in the back seat. "Mike's just mad cause Mooch aint as wild and ready as he use ta be," he explained, as Dave climbed out of the car to climb onto the roof. Mike grumbled and nodded. "Yeah ever since he married Nancy he aint like he use ta be. She's gone and wiped him down hard! Hell Mooch doesn't even fight like he use ta! I got attacked at the bar last month and he just yanked us away! He didn't stay and fight or nuttin! If you'd called him midget back in the day, he'd break your nose! Now all he does is walk off and if ya ask him about it, he says he "Nancy hates it when I fight"! Who gives a shit?" Mike snarled as he spat out his toothpick in anger.
"So because your buddy isn't as wild and crazy as he used to be, you become an ass?" Doll asked, brow raised and slightly furrowed in a look that reminded Mike of his mom when she was inwardly calling him dumb – a look he wasn't a fan of. "Mooch and Mike go back, though. Mike's old man and Mooch's old man worked together and grew up together so Mooch and Mike got a history. Mike's just like a threatened girlfriend," Cyril laughed, ducking back into the car as Mike went to deck him.
Doll mulled this over before shrugging. "Well I didn't know you boys until today and I like Nancy. So try not to be a total prick if possible. I'd like to have someone to hang around this summer," she grumbled, tightening her ponytail as she felt it coming a little loose as Moocher stalked out of Dairy Queen, looking annoyed. She lowered her hands and looked inside the restaurant and saw Nancy waving her over to the door. Frowning, Doll ran past Moocher to the door, greeting Nancy.
"What's up?" Doll asked as Nancy looked a little exasperated. "I have to work the late shift and wont get off. It's our summer blow-out. It's good pay," she explained as Doll looked back at the guys. Moocher was leaning against the car and glaring down at his sneakers. "I take it the hubbie wasn't too pleased to hear that, huh?" Doll mused aloud as Nancy clicked her tongue, shaking her head.
Doll shrugged and stuffed her hands in her pocket, "Well hey a job means money and money is good. He'll get over it," she reasoned and Nancy nodded, smiling thankfully at her. "I guess I'll ask the boys to just take me home then," she said aloud and Nancy shook her head. "Oh no! You should go! If you're there you can help watch Moocher. Mike will just get him drunk and then we'll fight and I can't deal with that," Nancy whined, causing Doll to cringe and frown.
"You want me to babysit your husband?" Doll asked, almost laughing. She didn't even really know any of these people and already she was being asked favors? Nancy looked at her pleadingly and Doll groaned. "Fine… But no promises on keeping them from getting into a little alcohol. I drink too you know," she sighed and Doll pulled her into a gleeful tight embrace. Behind her, Nancy's boss hollered for her to get back to work and Nancy released Doll – again thanking her – before jogging back to work.
Doll shut the door – after waiting for a young couple to go through – before walking back to the car. "So what else we doing today then?" she asked casually as the guys all looked at her. Mike was frowning and glaring at Nancy in the restaurant. Dave had a lopsided smile, Cyril looked confused, and Moocher glanced at her while glancing down at her shoes. "Okay if you all are going to be this fun then take me home," Doll dryly sighed, crossing her arms.
"Still wanna hang out with a bunch of Cutters?" Cyril asked and Doll cracked a small smile. "What else am I gonna do? Look I say we get some alcohol, have a few, go to the movies, and just try to enjoy ourselves. I've been cooped up studying all damn year. I just wanna do something fun now. Tired of hanging out in my room," she explained as they all nodded.
A smirk spread across Mike's face as he motioned them all back into the car. Doll climbed in after Moocher once again and Cyril took the front while Dave sat beside her again. Doll looked at Moocher as they drove away, watching him watch the Dairy Queen disappear as they headed down the road. "Hey, uh.. If it's anything she felt bad," Doll tried, nudging him, "but hey… Money's a good thing. Extra work means extra pocket change." She finished with a smile as Moocher nodded absently, looking back out the window.
Seeing that she wasn't going to get much more out of that, she turned to Dave who was thrumming his fingers to the music – Def Leppard's new song "Photograph" – playing as Cyril sang along off key. Doll laughed and joined in until Dave jumped in next, all yelling at the top of their lungs. Mike rolled his eyes and joined in and Doll nudged Moocher until he was grinning a little and joined in, drumming the back of Mike's seat as Cyril did an air guitar.
Doll laughed as she ducked as people stared or glared at them. Mike flipped off a few guys and Cyril laughed, his head hanging out the window as a grin remained plastered on Dave's face. "Joe Elliot… I think I'd be willing to hand over my virginity to him," Doll mused allowed as a new song started. Cyril looked back at her wide eyed. "You're still a virgin?"
Doll's face lit up instantly as she realized just what she had confessed to. "Shuddup!" she squeaked as him and Mike howled in laughter and Dave looked sheepish. Moocher raised a brow at her as she held her head in her hands. "Fuck you guys," she grumbled and that elected a louder howl of laughter from the males.
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