Chapter 40: Bear Trap
Sunny stretched her limbs. She actually got a good nights rest, the nightmares went away for a brief time. She turned her body only for a soft, squishy and firm object facing her "What the-?". Her hands firmly grab the object and squeeze it. "Mm...mm-hmm..." she heard groaning "What the hell...?" she squeezed again "Ah...ah...ah...oh yeah baby, squeeze that ass..." she heard a familiar voice. Sunny then got up and saw a pair of feet coming out from under the blanket. She pulled the blanket away to reveal to her horror of Chelsea, still topless and wearing only her panties from the night before, sleeping soundly.
Sunny screamed and jumped out. Chelsea jumps out of bed and lands on the floor "What? What? Are we under attack?" she's on high alert "No we're not! What the hell are you doing in bed with me?!".
"Nothing, I thought you could use some company". Sunny gasped "C-Company? You pervert! You tried to do something to me last night!" "No, no! Come on! Really?" Chelsea insisted "Nothing happened, it's just...you were crying in your sleep last night". Sunny looked at her "What...?" Chelsea questioned "Nothing..." Sunny looked away "Put some clothes on" she demands "I don't want to see your chalky tits". Chelsea laughed "Oh, well tough talk coming someone with such small...assets" she points to her compatriots chest size. "They're not that small! I'm a 37 B!" Sunny shoots back "Yeah sure" Chelsea playfully giggled "And I'm the Queen of England" she remarked as she went to her room to change "Small, who the hell is she talking to" Sunny scoffed as she folded the blanket.
After putting her clothes on, Sunny waited as Chelsea to cook their breakfast.
"So that detective guy called yet?" Chelsea hands her a plate of bacon and eggs. "Not yet, I have to wait as always" Sunny grabbed the coffee mug "Well, maybe you can help me out around here, plenty of things here" Chelsea sat down across from her "Like what?" Sunny wondered "Rob meth dealers? Beat down on some angry hillbillies? Or beat yet, take on bikers in a barroom brawl?" Sunny sarcastically guessed "You know, you're attitude is really poor, you got to lighten up a bit" Chelsea ate her bacon "My attitude is just fine" "Look, we got plenty to due here" Chelsea drank her coffee. Her phone starts to vibrate. She swipes her phone screen, carefully reading the message. "And I guess we got something to do".
"What?" Sunny questioned "Burn a farm down?" "Better, we are going on a hunting trip" Chelsea happily announced "A hunting trip? What are we hunting, rednecks?" Sunny quips "Let me explain.
"Their's a guy in Paleto Bay, guys been been illegally killing some livestock; we're going to go in and trap this fucker" Sunny looked at her "What?" "Nothing, just shouldn't this be the police's problem or Fish & Wildlife. What the hell is so important about a farm?".
Chelsea wagged her finger "It's a weed farm," she smiled "the guy there grows his own brand of weed; all natural; no pesticides and whatnot" Sunny looked back with surprise "Well, when you put it like that" she gets up and headed to the door "Are you coming or what?".
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Sunny and Chelsea sat in the pick up.
"So what are we supposed to do?" Sunny looked at the building, a chicken factory of all things "The guy's name is Pete Bronson" Chelsea showed a picture of a scruffy thin as a rake man "Our friend here has been burning down weed farms for over a year" "Why exactly?" Sunny looked over at Chelsea "Either he's trying to go into business himself and eliminating the competition, so he could be the sole provider. Or he's trying to keep the stuff out, you know do-gooder stuff or up standing citizen stuff" she deduced "Don't they all do that" Sunny amused.
"So what's the plan?" Sunny looked at Chelsea as she pulled a sack containing a heavy object "We use this" she unveiled what was in the sack "What is that?" "It's a bear trap".
Sunny was stunned "What the hell do we need a bear trap for?" "Well, the fucker is going to go this his place in a bit," Chelsea explained "we're going to lay this on the floor of his place and trap him. We're then talk to him, you know, tell him what's what".
"Wouldn't it be better if we just killed him?" Sunny suggest "Yeah but the guy who runs his weed farm wants him to be taught a lesson" Chelsea points out. "Oh look," Sunny points out "there he goes". They wait as he starts his car "Where does he live?" Sunny asked "On the outskirts of Paleto Bay, some little dingy RV parked close to the shore" Chelsea starts her pick up. They had twenty minutes to complete this.
Pete Bronson's RV, Just outside of Paleto Bay
Pete Bronson got out of his car after a long day of work. Wringing necks and chopping off the heads so they can be someone's meal took a lot out of him today but that's in a days work. In a few hours he's going to do another type of work.
Burning down a hippie farm of grass was that job.
He's burned quite a few of them. It's quite fun seeing those hippies losing their means of income.
He's going to make dinner for himself then rest up. The next hippie farm that he's going to is a big one. The guy supposedly is making it all natural, it won't be natural when a little fire is introduced to the mixture. Bronson opened the RV door, he climbed up the stairs. People would joke about him living the mobile life but he didn't care what they thought. As his right foot touches the dirty shirts, something sharp clamps onto his foot. Bronson screams in agonizing pain as he falls backwards out of the RV and onto the ground. He lay on his back and looked at what he walked into. "What the fuck?" he looked at the bear trap that crushed his foot "Who the fuck-?".
"Well will you look at that, you were right, it actually did work" Sunny came out with Chelsea "See, told you it would work" they walked to the downed redneck "Who the fuck are ya? What is this a robbery?" Bronson groaned in pain "No, we hear that you're burning down weed farms, just wanted to let you know that those very people you're whose business you're trying to ruin sent me".
"Fuck you, y'all wouldn't understand what I'm doing!" he cursed "Oh really? Hey Sunny, why don't you search this assholes place, you might find something" "Will do" Sunny went into the RV and searched "Hey! That's my home! That's private property!". Sunny rummaged through the RV, dirty clothes; dirty magazines; and some used condoms. "Christ, this place is a mess" Sunny told herself. She finally hit pay dirt. Sunny came back out and showed a few homemade incendiary devices "Hey! Hey! Leave those alone!" Bronson warned "Well, well, what do we have here? Why by the looks of it, I say you've been pretty busy" Chelsea stepped on his foot, Bronson grunts in pain "Hmm? Seems a little too easy" Sunny notes "What do you mean?" Chelsea looked over at her "Something else is here".
Sunny walks around the premises until her feet feel something hollow beneath her "What'd you find?". Sunny finds a chain and pulls the wooden board that hides the secret. "Whoa, didn't see that coming" Chelsea boasted, Sunny went down the hole. To her surprise she found something that really wasn't uncommon in San Andreas. Sunny came back out and pulled out four marijuana plants "Well, I guess you were right, looks like the little fucker was trying to get into the business himself" "Well how about that" Chelsea laughed "There's a lot more downstairs, this doesn't look like a bigger operation though" Sunny mentions "You been causing a lot of problems for a lot of out there, you know the last place you burned down, a poor little goat was burned to death" Chelsea looked down at the chicken man "So what! I needed to make money! Those hippies are stealing potential customers! So what if I burned them out of business!" Bronson spat out "Well I guess you won't mind us taking your plants for compensation" Chelsea grabbed a couple of plants from Sunny.
The two went on down and grabbed the rest in crates.
"You bitches are bleeding me dry! All because those hippies were making that stuff!" Bronson watched as they took the last plant "You know this would have been easier if you took your stuff and moved somewhere else, but we're going to do something a little different". Chelsea motioned Sunny to come over and whispers into her ear "Right" she heads into the RV and pulls the break. Chelsea removes the rocks that were holding the RV from going somewhere. The RV starts to roll slowly towards the nearby cliff. Sunny quickly jumps outs. The RV falls off the edge of the cliff. A loud crashing sound is heard. "Aw man, I had one more payment on that!" he cried "Well that's too bad, hope you have money for a hospital room" Chelsea sang as she and Sunny walked away with the plants.
"Guess working here with you wasn't that bad" Sunny chimed "See, told you we'd have fun here" Chelsea smiled "Their's just one thing though" "Hmm?" "What are we going to do with all this weed? I don't think we'll be able to smoke this all".
"Well, we'll keep a couple plants and we'll probably give the rest to the people who lost their farms" Chelsea came up with a quick idea "That's a good idea" Sunny says "You may want to give a plant to Geraldine" she insist "Fine, sharing is caring".
"First we're doing drop the stuff at the hippie farm then we're going to do something at your place"
"Do what exactly?" Chelsea looked at her "You'll see".
Chelsea's trailer, Stab City
Sunny carefully rolled the joint "Uh I'm not against weed, but this is quite weird" Chelsea looked on as Sunny finished rolling the joint "Okay, hand me a light" Sunny orders, Chelsea hands her the lighter.
Sunny lit the joint and took a puff, she blew out smoke; Chelsea waved the smoke away. She then passed the joint to Chelsea "Uh no thanks, I'm not much of a smoker" "This isn't like smoking a cigarette, come on, take a hit" Sunny insisted "I drink, okay, besides hemp smells funny" Chelsea turned away.
"Come on, don't be a pussy" Sunny tells her "No," Chelsea stood by her answer "and you can't make me". She turned around and was greeted by Sunny's .45 caliber being pointed at her head "Smoke this or I'm going to smoke you" she threatened "Uh okay, I guess I should always try something new" Chelsea carefully grabbed the blunt and takes a hit, she coughs "Oh god, that tastes weird" she complained "See that wasn't so bad" Sunny mocked as she put her gun away "If I start seeing weird things then I'm going to start blaming you" Chelsea looked at her "Yeah, yeah".
Sunny the blunt and took another hit.
The thing about weed that it was a good type of medicine to help her relax "Oh man, I'm hungry now, I think I got some spam in the fridge" Chelsea sighed "Told you this was fun" "Yeah, yeah".
The detective hadn't called her yet, in the back of Sunny's mind she hoped everything could be resolved. All she wanted was her sister back. She was worth more than all the money in the world. She hoped that Linda was being treated well. If they harmed her or worse, killed her, then it'd be World War III and IV in the streets. Family is everything her mother told her once. She was right about that. And it still rings true.
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