It was 5:30 in the afternoon on a Saturday. All four of the fallen angels were sitting on the couch in front of the TV. Or at least the Anarchy sisters were. Boxer seated himself on one of the arm rests with each of his legs on one side. Socks was seated the same way on the other arm rest. Normally they all would be up and about, but See-Through had an ignition problem and couldn't start right. So basically, they were under house arrest. They could walk, but as Boxer insisted "walking is hard." Brief was outside with See-Through's hood popped open and making an attempt to fix the car. Chuck was next to him giving him tools if he needed any.
Bored of just watching, Chuck hopped on the engine and began jabbing it with a screwdriver. Before Brief could tell him to stop, KAZAP! Chuck was struck by lighting and fell of the engine and onto the ground. See-Through's hood closed and the car started.
"Guess all it needed was a jump start." Brief said to Chuck, who was twitching on the ground. Brief than saw a piece of paper in the green dog-thing's mouth. He picked it up and read it. Avenue it just said. Brief took it inside to show the angels. When he got inside, he broke the silence.
"H-hey guys, I think we may have a ghost problem." He announced. Boxer was the first one to take notice.
"Whatcha got there Rock?" He asked.
"I think it's the clue you always get when a ghost appears." Brief answered.
"Bring it here Geekboy." Commanded Panty.
Brief hurried over and gave the slip of paper to Panty. "Avenue" she read, "Well, that's just fucking cryptic."
The two Goth angels gave it a look and both shrugged their shoulders in unison. After two minutes of silence Socks finally spoke up. "Shouldn't we do something?"
"I don't feel like doing shit." Panty answered.
"No. I'm too busy mastering the Zen of not giving a fuck." Boxer responded.
Socks looked at Stocking, who simply looked back at him than went back to eating her ice cream. Socks than turned to Brief, "Boy of the Geek," he said dramatically, "fetch the wheel of drafting."
"Where is…"
"My closet down the hall."
Brief left the room. Thirty second later he came back dragging a wheel. The wheel was divided into four quadrants. Each section had one of the four angel's pictures. The rules were simple, spin the wheel two times and whoever it lands on has to go kill the ghost. If it lands on the same angel, than it is spun again.
"Spin that shit!" Shouted Socks.
Brief spun the wheel and it made three rotations before landing on Socks' picture. He got up and spun the wheel a second time and it made eight revolutions before landing on Stocking's section. "Re-spin!" She demanded.
"C'mon Stocking! We'll get it over with quickly. The ghost is probably a big push over." Socks begged.
Stocking refused by ignoring him.
Socks eyed her ice cream. "We'll stop for Superman ice cream on the way back."
His female counterpart's head shot towards him. "Wait really?"
"Sure why not? Let's just go."
"What if the store is closed?"
"Then we'll break in and steal the whole tub." Stocking got up hearing upon hearing this.
"Why are so easily manipulated by the promise of Superman ice cream?" Asked Panty.
"Because it tastes like getting punched into orbit…in a really sweet way." Stocking said to her sister and taking the slip of paper with the clue on it.
"Awesome. Hey Brief! Is the car fixed?" Asked Socks.
"Yes it is." Said Brief.
"Alright. Let us be off Stocking." He said jokingly.
The two Goths made their way out of the room and out to See-Through. "You're driving." Said Stocking getting in shotgun.
Socks got in the driver's seat as Stocking threw him the key. He put it in the ignition and the car started. He put it in drive and accelerated towards the city. "SQUADALA! We are off!" he shouted.
Back inside the church Boxer took the seat where Stocking previously was. Brief leaned against the sofa. "So P-Panty…"
"Shut the fuck up Geekboy." Boxer and Panty said in unison.
Socks and Stocking just entered the city when Stocking asked, "So…where the fuck are we going?"
Socks stopped the car at a red light and looked at her. "I don't know to an Avenue of some sort." He said looking at the paper slip.
"Socks, there's like fifty different Avenues in the city, which one do we go to?"
"Fuck it. Let's just check all of them." He said as he started to drive toward the first one.
"I'm getting ice cream after this. I'm getting Superman ice cream after this." Stocking kept telling herself.
One disappointing two hour search later, Stocking sat in the passenger seat with her arms folded and scowling at Socks. "Well genius what the fuck do we do now!?" She screamed at him.
"Hey! Do not yell at me! We can still find the ghost. It's just going to be a little bit of a pain in the ass…"
"Oh so driving around for two hours isn't a pain in the ass!? Fuck the ghost! Let's go back! It probably is only worth one Heaven coin. It isn't worth it!"
"MY BROTHER IS WORTH IT!" Socks screamed at her. Stocking recoiled back from him after hearing this. Leaning up against the passenger door.
"What?" She asked.
"My brother is worth it." Socks repeated, "Stocking why do you think I am down here."
"…I don't…Socks…What did…"
"I'm not down here because it's fun! I'm here for my brother! All his life he has been a target just because of something he couldn't help. There wasn't a day up there when our father wouldn't come home and smack him around and call him a 'faggot' or a 'sorry excuse for a son'. Well that 'faggot' is my brother and I'm doing what our bastard father never had the balls to do, I'm loving him. I'm down here for him and once we get back up there I'll tell father that being gay doesn't stop Boxer from being an angel. I want to help him. But I can't do that if you're not with me." Socks finished on the verge of tears.
Stocking looked at him mouth agape. He wasn't a fallen angel. He could've left for Heaven anytime he wanted, but he refused. His brother is his reason for living. She leaned in towards him and embraced him in a hug. Socks returned the embrace. "I'll help you." She whispered to him, "Now," she broke the hug, "about the ghost."
Socks nodded. "We need to find the breach operator. Usually a ghost is let from their world to the Earth through a portal. Someone or something usually operates it." Stocking thought about it a little.
"Remember the Demon Sisters from school? It's them." She told him.
"So we just have to find them. Any idea where they live?" He asked.
"Geekboy said they were the mayor's daughters. Maybe they live in city hall."
"Great. Where is that?" Socks asked. Stocking pointed to the skyscraper that was a few blocks away.
"Oh." Socks said, "Sticks out like a fucking boner. How have I not noticed it?"
"For a straight guy, you do think about dicks a lot. Anything you want to tell me?" Stocking teased.
"…Shut up…Let's just go."
To Be Continued.