Chapter 3: Lethal Looks
The girl waltzed in the door in a plaid mini skirt, which she struggled to keep at a reasonable height. A long brown ponytail, red bow, slim glasses, black boots, and a white crew neck tee. She was the total package...for a stripper that is. "who?-" Kick whispered back to Gunther. "I have no idea." she stood awkwardly. The eyes peeling off her skin. " Jackie! Don't you guys remember!?" the girls rose an eyebrow and turned away, obviously not caring. Gunther cleared his throat "well let me help you with your...bags." she watched him walk over and pick them up, struggling to lose eye contact. "even Jackie beat me here?! What the hell!" Vicky joked and threw her arms in the air. She found the lobby empty, save for the tipsy blonde. "Alright... No welcoming committee, fine." she waved her hand. She plopped down on the couch and thumbed through an age-old magazine. Her eyes scanned the adds, pictures of models and perfume samples filled the pages, cover to cover. "who else are we waiting for?" Scarlett came down the stairs normally, while Kick slid down the banister. "Mouth and Ronaldo." he jumped off at the base. "what about that one girl?" Gunther questioned from the top of the stairs. Kick turned around and looked up "who?" he raised a brow. "ya know--" the front door opened. "Jessica...."
The girl waltzed in the door in a plaid mini skirt, which she struggled to keep at a reasonable height. A long brown ponytail, red bow, slim glasses, black boots, and a white crew neck tee. She was the total package...for a stripper that is. "who?-" Kick whispered back to Gunther. "I have no idea." she stood awkwardly. The eyes peeling off her skin. " Jackie! Don't you guys remember!?" the girls rose an eyebrow and turned away, obviously not caring. Gunther cleared his throat "well let me help you with your...bags." she watched him walk over and pick them up, struggling to lose eye contact. "even Jackie beat me here?! What the hell!" Vicky joked and threw her arms in the air. She found the lobby empty, save for the tipsy blonde. "Alright... No welcoming committee, fine." she waved her hand. She plopped down on the couch and thumbed through an age-old magazine. Her eyes scanned the adds, pictures of models and perfume samples filled the pages, cover to cover. "who else are we waiting for?" Scarlett came down the stairs normally, while Kick slid down the banister. "Mouth and Ronaldo." he jumped off at the base. "what about that one girl?" Gunther questioned from the top of the stairs. Kick turned around and looked up "who?" he raised a brow. "ya know--" the front door opened. "Jessica...."
Gunther thought it looked creepy outside, which made him rather stay in the hotel until morning.
"Kick, I don't wanna go out there. It looks creepy." Kick just ignored him and dragged him outside.
"If you ever want to see your parents again, we have to go now. We stayed here too long."
"Fine....... I just know something bad's going to happen....." Gunther mumbled timidly.
"Can we-"
"Gunther, I knew you were gonna say that, so I brought doughnuts."
"WOOHOO!" Gunther started stuffing his face. Kick had a doughnut. After walking a few miles they set up a tent and went to sleep.
"Kick, I don't wanna go out there. It looks creepy." Kick just ignored him and dragged him outside.
"If you ever want to see your parents again, we have to go now. We stayed here too long."
"Fine....... I just know something bad's going to happen....." Gunther mumbled timidly.
"Can we-"
"Gunther, I knew you were gonna say that, so I brought doughnuts."
"WOOHOO!" Gunther started stuffing his face. Kick had a doughnut. After walking a few miles they set up a tent and went to sleep.
Kick and Gunther were in the car with Brianna and Brad, on their way to a campsite surrounded by the wilderness.
"Just a few more hours, kids!" Denise said, excited. Kick sighed, not that excited about where they were going.
Gunther patted Kick on the back. "What's wrong, Kick?"
"Remember last time?...... It's just........ I don't want to go through all that again. Plus, you almost died and you don't want that to happen, right?"
"Of cour-"
"This time stay away from high up ledges, okay?"
"Sure." Gunther was a little worried now. What IF something happened to himself or Kick? Gunther knew he would have to be more careful than usual. For some strange reason, it seemed liked going on a road trip wasn't the only thing Kick was stressed out about. He wanted to know more.
"Hold on guys. We're almost there. We have to stop for gas." Harry said with a booming voice.
"Just a few more hours, kids!" Denise said, excited. Kick sighed, not that excited about where they were going.
Gunther patted Kick on the back. "What's wrong, Kick?"
"Remember last time?...... It's just........ I don't want to go through all that again. Plus, you almost died and you don't want that to happen, right?"
"Of cour-"
"This time stay away from high up ledges, okay?"
"Sure." Gunther was a little worried now. What IF something happened to himself or Kick? Gunther knew he would have to be more careful than usual. For some strange reason, it seemed liked going on a road trip wasn't the only thing Kick was stressed out about. He wanted to know more.
"Hold on guys. We're almost there. We have to stop for gas." Harry said with a booming voice.
Gunther put Kick down in the tent.
"I think I accidentally whipped him in the face with my stick...." He started panicking. He began to wonder what he would do if Kick was........... dead. He doubts he could ever live without Kick. Even if that did happen, he'd make it home for Kick. To say they survived..... at least one of them. Gunther wanted to cry, but knew everything would be okay. He just layed there with Kick in the tent the whole day, until something occurred to him.
"I know! I'll get Cheetah Chug XE!"
Making sure he had money, he darted off to a nearby store and immediately came back with some Cheetah Chug XE. After he made Kick drink some, he was astonished.
Gunther couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"I think I accidentally whipped him in the face with my stick...." He started panicking. He began to wonder what he would do if Kick was........... dead. He doubts he could ever live without Kick. Even if that did happen, he'd make it home for Kick. To say they survived..... at least one of them. Gunther wanted to cry, but knew everything would be okay. He just layed there with Kick in the tent the whole day, until something occurred to him.
"I know! I'll get Cheetah Chug XE!"
Making sure he had money, he darted off to a nearby store and immediately came back with some Cheetah Chug XE. After he made Kick drink some, he was astonished.
Gunther couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Gunther?......... Are you okay?"
"I dunno....." Gunther's voice trailed off. He was half knocked out.
"..... Are you sure?"
"Yeah, suuuuuuuuuuure....." Kick looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Can you even walk?" Gunther got up with no problem, but felt a sharp pain in one of his legs. But he was still able to stand.
"Yeah, see? I'm fine. I just have a sharp pain in my leg."
"Come on, Gunther. Let's get some rest." Gunther already fell asleep next to Kick. After putting up the mini tent, Kick dragged Gunther in by his arms, so he wouldn't hurt his leg from pulling on it. The next morning, Gunther got up, and looked for gigantic sticks because he was board. He found a big stick.
Just when Kick woke up, Gunther yelled "Hey, Kick! Look at this!........
Kick? Kick?!" Kick didn't answer.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of you." Gunther said, hugging Kick and rubbing his helmet.
"I dunno....." Gunther's voice trailed off. He was half knocked out.
"..... Are you sure?"
"Yeah, suuuuuuuuuuure....." Kick looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Can you even walk?" Gunther got up with no problem, but felt a sharp pain in one of his legs. But he was still able to stand.
"Yeah, see? I'm fine. I just have a sharp pain in my leg."
"Come on, Gunther. Let's get some rest." Gunther already fell asleep next to Kick. After putting up the mini tent, Kick dragged Gunther in by his arms, so he wouldn't hurt his leg from pulling on it. The next morning, Gunther got up, and looked for gigantic sticks because he was board. He found a big stick.
Just when Kick woke up, Gunther yelled "Hey, Kick! Look at this!........
Kick? Kick?!" Kick didn't answer.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of you." Gunther said, hugging Kick and rubbing his helmet.
Chapter 6 : Monster Jam Menace
The roar was overwhelming, the smell, overpowering, just hearing the trucks gave her the chills. She smoothed her hand up her goose bumped arms. She looked down to find Kendal, kicked back in her chair, reading. She shrugged and threw her arms in the air with a bellow. Kick nudged her ribcage " T-shirt cannon!" she turned back to the crowd, hands waving. "kick!" he looked down at her evil face. " put me on your shoulders!" he hoisted her up, surprisingly light. "I want that shirt!!!!" she wailed and went overboard, she pulled up her shirt to reveal her bare chest. Kick was oblivious, that is, until he looked at the monitor.
Jessica marched in the parking lot, happy with her free tee, and autographs above each breast. "You're too much fun." Gunther rubbed the back of his head.
The roar was overwhelming, the smell, overpowering, just hearing the trucks gave her the chills. She smoothed her hand up her goose bumped arms. She looked down to find Kendal, kicked back in her chair, reading. She shrugged and threw her arms in the air with a bellow. Kick nudged her ribcage " T-shirt cannon!" she turned back to the crowd, hands waving. "kick!" he looked down at her evil face. " put me on your shoulders!" he hoisted her up, surprisingly light. "I want that shirt!!!!" she wailed and went overboard, she pulled up her shirt to reveal her bare chest. Kick was oblivious, that is, until he looked at the monitor.
Jessica marched in the parking lot, happy with her free tee, and autographs above each breast. "You're too much fun." Gunther rubbed the back of his head.