So Long and Goodnight, Ch. 10

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So Long and Goodnight, Ch. 10

An old, familiar police car skids to a stop in front of the diner. A medium- height, slightly chubby guy with dark, spiky hair steps out from the driver's side. The passenger side opens to reveal a tall, brown- haired guy in jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of neon green and black Converse All- Stars. "Logan? Caleb? How ya been?" I ask them, Kat looking happily over my shoulder. "Fine, but where's all the people? And grass? And LIFE?" asks Logan, dressed in all black. "Dead, out here hiding, or in Battery City. Grass's dead. Most life is in the confines of Battery City, which isn't as great as you might be lead to believe," I reply, answering each question in order. He nods, and Caleb steps forward. "Okay, this is gonna sound really stupid to you, but we just stopped by to say sorry for letting Kelsey borrow the car. We know how much you love it, and we're sorry. Well, I am anyways," he says, gesturing at Logan who's visibly checking Fang out. "Uh, Logan, buddy, he's straight. And my ex," I tell him. He flushes bright red and looks down. Logan's either gay or bi, we don't really know, but he was my first non- straight friend and shopping partner, although I'd only take him with me if I was going to Hot Topic or Spencer's. "Well, now that you're here, we could really use your help," I tell them. "Wait, you said 'we.' Does that mean you're in? That you're a Killjoy?" asks Show Pony. "Well, I've got the name, the fight skills, and the hatred for BLi. All I need is a freakishly colored outfit and I'm set," I say with a half grin. Girl and Kobra smile, and everyone looks a little relieved. "How about you guys?" I ask Kat, Fang, Maya, Logan, and Caleb. They all say yes. "Now, what about names?" I ask. I explain to them Killjoy names as best as possible. They look blankly at me, and I sigh. "Kat, give me your phone. I need to go onilne and mine won't do it," I tell her. She hands it over and look up Killjoy Name Generator. "Uh, okay. Caleb, it gave you Adrenaline Revolver, Kat, it gave you Adrenaline Helicopter, Logan, you're Alteration Exploitation. Fang, Maya, you can go by your names; they're already pretty vague," I tell each of them. They all nod. Then a burst of static comes from the radio room. Will I ever get a break?!