Skipper woke up, he was extremely hung over, so he had a splitting headache from the beer. He looked around, realizing that he slept through closing hours, he then saw a shadow in the other end of the bar. Drake. 'What're you doing here Drake? I thought you've been dead for 4 months!!' yelled Skipper. Drake inched closer to Skipper. 'People find ways Skip, you just need to find those ways,' said Drake, rubbing his grizzled flippers on his forehead. 'I gotta get some food around here, REAL food!!!' yelled Drake. Skipper gulped, then he spoke again. 'You can find real food, there's a shipment of cows coming in a few days from the railroad, you can steal them remember? In the train labeled: Jupiter #60. Like you did the day you were pronounced dead?' asked Skipper. 'I got shot like a dog when I tried robbing that god forsaken train!!!' yelled Drake, his eyes glowing bloody red at Skipper's insult. 'Weren't your eyes better looking when you were alive?' asked Skipper. 'AAAAAGH!!!! DAMMIT!!!' yelled Drake, slamming his flipper on the table, he coughed up his left lung. 'Well my mistake then, Flathead,' said Drake, swallowing his lung back down.
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'Remember Drake, the only weakness of a train is to get it to fall OFF the track, okay?' asked Skipper. 'Will do so, I'll blow up that bridge it crosses and steal everything valuable to me!!!' yelled Drake. 'Why do you want gold if you're just going to horde it and not use it?' asked Skipper. 'Gold is an important thing to me Skip, I need to burn it up to make a impressive gun!!' shouted Drake. 'I gotcha already!! God, no need to get pissed of!!!' yelled Skipper. 'Fine then, I wish to see you later on, when I actually need your help, I'll be seeing ya on the ol' Pacific Railroad, 6:40pm sharp!!' barked out Drake. 'And I'll see you at Plum Creek Depot in the railroad by then Drake,' said Skipper, waving goodbye. 'Remember Skip, you double-cross me, I'll kill you, I'll shoot you like a dog as them damn sheriffs did to me,' said Drake, heading out the door, and slamming it. Skipper had went to the oposite door, exhausted, and rode on his horse. 'Giddie up Yank!!!' yelled Skipper at his horse and rode off into the darkness of the sleepy town. Once he reached his home, he fell asleep, the first day of coming home complete.
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'Remember Drake, the only weakness of a train is to get it to fall OFF the track, okay?' asked Skipper. 'Will do so, I'll blow up that bridge it crosses and steal everything valuable to me!!!' yelled Drake. 'Why do you want gold if you're just going to horde it and not use it?' asked Skipper. 'Gold is an important thing to me Skip, I need to burn it up to make a impressive gun!!' shouted Drake. 'I gotcha already!! God, no need to get pissed of!!!' yelled Skipper. 'Fine then, I wish to see you later on, when I actually need your help, I'll be seeing ya on the ol' Pacific Railroad, 6:40pm sharp!!' barked out Drake. 'And I'll see you at Plum Creek Depot in the railroad by then Drake,' said Skipper, waving goodbye. 'Remember Skip, you double-cross me, I'll kill you, I'll shoot you like a dog as them damn sheriffs did to me,' said Drake, heading out the door, and slamming it. Skipper had went to the oposite door, exhausted, and rode on his horse. 'Giddie up Yank!!!' yelled Skipper at his horse and rode off into the darkness of the sleepy town. Once he reached his home, he fell asleep, the first day of coming home complete.
Name : Haku
Age : 19
Occupation : Hit Man
relatives : Unknown
Friends : Aurore, people in Fanpop and DeviantArt
Bio :
(im too lazy D: maybe tomorrow)
Facts :
likes :
being alone, weapons, killing spree.
dislikes :
being in a crowd, germs, girly stuff.
favorite color :
lavender, chartreuse green
favorite drink :
beer, cocktail, applejack.
favorite food :
pizza, sushi, fishcakes
phobics :
weapon of choice :
assault rifle, magnum handgun, sniper, rifle, AK-47 rifle
Age : 19
Occupation : Hit Man
relatives : Unknown
Friends : Aurore, people in Fanpop and DeviantArt
Bio :
(im too lazy D: maybe tomorrow)
Facts :
likes :
being alone, weapons, killing spree.
dislikes :
being in a crowd, germs, girly stuff.
favorite color :
lavender, chartreuse green
favorite drink :
beer, cocktail, applejack.
favorite food :
pizza, sushi, fishcakes
phobics :
weapon of choice :
assault rifle, magnum handgun, sniper, rifle, AK-47 rifle