IcyBatXoXo: U There…
(11:00 am)
Wolfwalker19: Hey babe, sup?
(11:25 am)
IcyBatXoXo: Nothing, just at work
(11:27 am)
IcyBatXoXo: It sux lol
(11:28 am)
Wolfwalker19: That sux J
(11:30 am)
IcyBatXoXo: Did I wake you up?
(11:31 am)
Wolfwalker19: Sorta but I don’t care
(11:32 am)
IcyBatXoXo: When did you get back?
(11:33 am)
Wolfwalker19: 4 I think?
(11:34 am)
IcyBatXoXo: I’m jealous
(11:35 am)
IcyBatXoXo: I want a night job lol
(11:36 am)
Wolfwalker19: Its always night here
(11:37 am)
IcyBatXoXo: You know what I mean
(11:38 am)
Wolfwalker19: 😉
(11:39 am)
Wolfwalker19: I’m worried about Ray
(11:40 am)
IcyBatXoXo: ?
(11:41 am)
Wolfwalker19: He’s really stressed out, I think he hates the restaurant
(11:42 am)
IcyBatXoXo: L but you guys have great wings!
(11:43 am)
Wolfwalker19: Tell him that
(11:44 am)
Wolfwalker19: I’m so tired babe
(11:45 am)
Wolfwalker19: we need a new guy
(11:46 am)
IcyBatXoXo: Maybe you should ask your new roomie?
(11:47 am)
Wolfwalker19: ?
(11:48 am)
IcyBatXoXo: The newbie from Earth your parents volunteered to house…
(11:49 am)
Wolfwalker19: That’s RIGHT!
(11:50 am)
IcyBatXoXo: When are you picking him up?
(11:51 am)
Wolfwalker19: An hour ago, I gtg,
(11:52 am)
Mitchel closed his laptop screen before seeing her response moving as fast as he could, snatching his green and black plaid jacket from the cluttered floor, running out of his room downstairs and into his van. He thought that if he moved as fast as he could.
The Spaceport was only four exits away from his house and on a normal Wednesday that’s fifteen minutes tops even if Mitchel wasn’t driving like a crazed lunatic. However, this wasn’t a normal Wed, it was Apollo 13 day, seeing that traffic was backed from the entrance, Mitchel used dipped below the freeway into the tunnels roads. Reinforced glass surrounded Mitchel’s Van as it zoomed down a smooth concrete high way.
After two hours if any new resident of the Moon has not found a home or not put under the care of a host family they became a warden of the state and depending on their age are forced into an indentured servitude. Likewise, if any volunteer host family does not pick up their new resident two hours past the scheduled time they are heavily fined. Mitchel looked at time on the radio, he had twenty minutes before everything was ruined.
He came out the end of the tunnel into the opening of the airport parking lot shifting a hard left into the section marked U.S.A. Arrivals. Slowing his speed, there were no competing space lines so each section was divided by the state that shuttle was coming from. Mitchel squinted his eyes looking for the section marked Florida, his foot stomped the brake when he reached the section and saw a Baker Security Guard harassing a confused Pierce, dressed in the welcome red and black flannel shirt given to every Moon immigrant.
The passenger side window of the Master Ace Surf Van rolled down and the Skinwalker with the long greasy black hair called out to the Pierce.
MITCHEL
Are you Jesse Todd!
JESSE
Sure am!
MITCHEL
Climb onboard buddy, Mitchel Redbone, I’m a third of your host family!
Jesse sprinted to the Van, leaping into the passenger seat. Mitchel drove over the sidewalk on his way out of the Spaceport.
MITCHEL
Sorry about being late.
JESSE
I don’t care as long as I got out of there; I thought that security guard was going to eat me.
MITCHEL
Oh he could’ve and it’d totally be legal, law of the land all that.
Jesse’s eyes went so wide that Mitchel couldn’t keep a straight face.
MITCHEL
Haha oh your face, my bad again dude, hahaha. Relax; murder and cannibalism are still like crazy illegal up here, you can chill.
Jesse calmed down and started to slowly loosen up.
JESSE
No offense, but this whole situation just feels like a nightmare.
MITCHEL
How about we get some brunch?
JESSE
The Moon has brunch?
MITCHEL
The Moon’s got a lot of stuff.
Smoke filled The Van as it sat in the parking lot of the “Mighty Burger” bathing in the flashing light of the red and yellow neon sign. Mitchel passed the joint to Jesse who almost tore it apart with his claws.
MITCHEL
Easy buddy.
JESSE
Can I ask you something, and it may be offensive?
MITCHEL
It’s cool, go for it.
JESSE
How come your like, a person, and not, you know….growl, you get me?
MITCHEL
Yeah, I get what you mean and that’s pretty racist.
JESSE
I knew it, I’m sorr-
MITCHEL
I’m messing with you again. I’m a Skinwalker.
JESSE
Are you still messing with me?
MITCHEL
No for realsies, my people are called skinwalker’s. On Earth we’re these massive wolves but up here we’re just…
Mitchel shrugged gesturing to his plain human form, Jesse nodded. They tore into the bags of fries, burgers and breakfast burritos. Mitchel may have appeared a human but stuffed food into his face two times as fast as Jesse, who was reminded how of Skip ate the same way, then the thought struck him, he was living the morning he wanted before going to the hospital, he caught his new reflection in the passenger side mirror then stared out into the distance, marveling at not just the dome of Aldrania but the other domed providence further away.
JESSE
What’s the dome over there?
MITCHEL
I-
A BzzzzzBzzzz came from the pager inside Mitchel’s breast pocket, he took it out to see an URGENT from RAY.
MITCHEL
Time for a detour, buckle up!
They peeled out of the parking lot.
The Master Ace Surfer neared the strip mall parking lot, when a Winston wearing a yellow pineapple Hawaiian shirt jumped in front of the van causing Mitchel to come to a full stop. The Winston slid open the back of the van, jumped inside, pulled out a detonator and pressed it causing the abandoned restaurant at the end of the strip mall to go up in flames.
RAY
That’s your que to drive Mr. Redbone!
The Van jetted away from the explosion. Ray took out a silk handkerchief wiping his brow, noticing Jesse, he held out his hand.
RAY
Raymond Lee Armstrong, second heir to the Armstrong fortune and you are?
JESSE
Jesse Todd, what was that!?
RAY
An end to a poor investment Mr. Todd. Now who wants to celebrate!?
The Drewniverse 44 