Ghoul stomped into his room and slammed the thin wood door angrily behind him, shaking the jamb slightly. Hurricane Bunny looked up from her kneeling position, her hands still buried in the pile of clothes she'd been digging through while trying to find her holster. "What's got you so worked up?" she asked, resuming her search as she listened to his answer.
"That Draculoid that Truth 'fixed'," Ghoul fumed as he started to pace, "it can't be trusted. We should have just killed it when we had the chance, before anyone was emotionally attached. You should see Truth, she practically hangs off of him."
"Shouldn't he be hanging off of her, seeing as he's injured and all?" Hurry joked, "But we can trust her decisions, she's my best friend after all."
"Yeah, well, he could be tricking all of us, what then? What if we all end up dead?" Ghoul argued. Hurry looked up at her boyfriend in near-exasperation.
"We won't, okay?"
"But that Drac-"
"Is none of our business," Hurry interrupted. She stood and crossed the barely-visible floor to her boyfriend and grabbed his arm to stop his pacing. He looked down at her, admiring her brown skin and black wavy hair, placing a hand on her cheek.
"If he's a threat to you, he is most definitely my business," Ghoul asserted. He picked his very small girlfriend up into his arms and she wrapped her legs around him to keep herself up, like a koala bear in a tree. "I will always protect you."
"And I've always got your back," she replied, burying her face in his neck and allowing him to rock her back and forth.
"Maybe we should just take a nap, how does that sound?"
"Sounds good to me."
Ghoul carried Hurry over to one of their cots and tossed her playfully onto it, climbing in behind her and happily snuggling up for an hour nap together, enjoying the presence of another person.
Truthful peeked in to ask her best friend if Hurry had found the holster yet, but quickly disappeared back into the hallway when she saw their tangled, sleeping forms. Hurry and Ghoul had both seen so much loss in the zones that their union was happily accepted by the other Killjoys. Party whistled his way down the hall towards the radio room and Dr. Death Defying, but Truth quickly shushed him, pointing to Ghoul and Hurry's room. Party nodded and proceeded silently to his meeting with the Dr.
!~!
When Ghoul and Hurry woke up, both their stomachs growled loudly. The light from the small boarded-up window was gone, so they knew that their planned hour had gone far past that. They snuck through the black hallways and into the kitchen, where they found a can of peaches to share and returned to their room. Hurry went against regulation and lit a candle to eat by (Truth hated open flames in the house and was terribly afraid of fire).
"So," Ghoul said through a mouthful of mushy fruit, "what's been on your mind lately, motorbaby?"
"I can't find my damned holster," Hurry complained, scooping a spoonful of fruit for herself and happily downing it.
"Right. The hot pink one?"
"Yeah, I took it on a raid just last week and haven't seen it since," she frowned.
"Did you lose it at the raid site?" Ghoul asked.
"Nah, I never do that. Truth always makes sure we all have our stuff when we get back and I know I had it then," she said, sighing, "I dunno. I'll find it eventually."
"Well how 'bout we go get some more fruit tomorrow? Our supply of food in general is pretty low and we don't have much else to do around here with the S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W centers shut down for the BLI annual holiday," Ghoul suggested. Hurry nodded happily. Raids were few and far between, and Hurry rarely spent any 'alone' time with Ghoul outside their tiny room.
Now that Truth and Download were sleeping next door, it was difficult to get to bed at a decent time. The two night owl lovers were up to all hours talking as quietly as possible, which was too loud for Hurry and Ghoul.
"So, tomorrow we ride!" Ghoul decided. Hurry nodded and smiled, blowing out the candle and tucking into his side once again. The day to follow would be more exciting than either of them expected.