LOL,
Fen's haiku...
JFC has the best sigs in the history of time.
I wonder if some of you don't know what an "ALT" is.
Allow Wiki to explain. Just cuz I use that word sometimes and I don't want you all thinking it's like an acorn lettuce tomato sandwich, or something.
Last time we left off, Fen and Com, wearing fuzzy pink/green pyjamas, had just left the Hotel de Plot Contrivance in pursuit of Aya and Miki. Let's see what happens next!
Part 4 – Luggage is HeavyFen and Commie ran down the hallway and to the lobby. They ran past the startled hotel manager, threw their room key at him as a way of checking out, and then burst out the door, running down the snow-covered pavement.
They immediately ran back into the hotel.
"Oh my god, it's cold!!" Fen screamed, jumping up and down at first and then sticking her bare feet right in front of the heater as the manager made strange sounds of confusion.
"Wimp," Commie snickered, leaning against the front counter casually and brushing some melting snow off the legs of her fuzzy green fleece pyjamas.
"Shut up!" Feb continued to scream. Commie snickered at the ALT in fuzzy pink pyjamas. She turned her attention to the manager.
"Excuse me, but do you think we could borrow some more clothes and shoes? Our stuff is still wet."
"Uh... em... of course. Same room," the manager replied weakly.
"Thank you!" Comrade grinned with a wink.
She started to walk down the hallway when she remembered she was forgetting something.
"Hey! Wimp!" she called out.
"Yeah?" Fen replied.
"Come with me. We're getting more clothes."
"Yes, senpai!"
And so Fen scurried over and followed Commie. Right before they reached the clothing room, Fen stopped.
"Wait. Did you just call me 'Wimp'?"
Much yelling and beating up ensued.
*******
An hour later, Fen and Commie had changed into normal clothing (the room happened to have things that fit them perfectly. The clothing brand name Poetry of Plot Contrivance was truly a spectacular brand. Better than Donna Karan!). They bade farewell to the manager and walked out, this time fully prepared to battle the cold.
"Where'd you park the Gamobile?" Commie asked.
"Um, Com, I didn't bring the Gamobile. I took the shinkansen. Remember?"
They looked at each other in horror and then bashed their heads against the trunk of a conveniently placed tree.
"How are going to chase GAM without our car?!" I yelled.
"I don't know! I wasn't expecting them to show up. I thought Miki was in the hospital and Aya was... I don't know. Somewhere writing hate poetry about her ex-boyfriend," Fen yelled back defensively.
[haiku interlude]
Who is the stupid
Ex-boyfriend of Ayaya's?
Eek! Tachibana.
[/haiku interlude]
"Well... fine... okay..." Commie grumbled.
There was a very big silence. They air was so quiet that they could hear the snow falling on the ground.
"Er, anyway," Fen said awkwardly, "let's start following them. At least they left tracks."
Commie looked down at the ground and saw that Fen was right. Aya’s car had left easily visible tire tracks. At least they'd be able to figure out the direction they were headed.
"Let's go!"
They walked in silence and followed the tracks. It looked like Aya and Miki had left the town. The solitary set of tracks led north. As they got further away from the town, it got darker and harder to see. In order to not die by accident (because that would be very very not good), Fen and Commie took out their cell phones and put their tiny little camera lights on, pointing them to the ground so that they could see. They continued to walk like this.
Five minutes later, they saw a figure approaching. It was a boy around their age. He, too, had his phone out with his little camera light pointed at the ground. Looking confused as he studied the ground, he walked by without a word. Commie and Fen looked at each other.
"Do you think...?" Commie started.
"...he...?" Fen continued.
They then shook their heads and continued walking, leaving the readers to wonder what they had been thinking.
***
They walked for hours. In the long-standing tradition of convenience, the tire tracks never once faded and were never interrupted by tracks from other cars. They passed by two towns before the sun began to rise again. As they entered the third town, they noticed that the tire tracks on the street turned sharply into a parking lot. With giant triumphant grins, Fen and Commie ran up to the outdoor parking lot. They were disappointed, however, to see a lot full of ordinary cars. They had been sure that Aya's evil car would look...
evil. Not normal. They sighed and inspected the cars.
"I can't tell which one is hers. They all look the same," Fen groaned.
"Um, Fen..." Commie said quietly, stopped at one of the cars.
"Why can't Aya be as predictable as she usually is?"
"Um, Fen," Commie said a little more loudly.
"Well," Fen frowned, "I guess she wasn't predictable last night when she came crashing in through our window."
"Fen!" Commie said sharply.
"But still... We should have expected it, you know? And now we can't identify her car because she decides to be-"
"FEN!!!!!!"
"AHHHHH!!! What?!" Fen screamed, jumping up in fright.
Commie sweatdropped.
"I think I found the right car," she said, pointing to a car that will remain nameless as the author knows nothing about cars. It was dark green and had four wheels, which is a good enough description.
Fen walked up closer and took a peek through the window. The wheel was covered in glittery pink Aya stickers. The dashboard was plastered in Aya pictures cut out from magazines. The seats were decorated with embroidered Aya concert logos.
"What a narcissistic little-"
Fen smacked her face against the window... and set off the car alarm.
Which just happened to be the melody of "Goodbye Natsuo."
Which made someone dash out from a nearby building.
Commie and Fen ran away and hid behind a wall, poking their heads around to see who had come to the parking lot.
It was Aya!
"What's she doing?" Fen wondered aloud.
Aya walked up to her car and deactivated the alarm, looking around suspiciously. Seeing nobody and nothing around, she shrugged and walked back into the building.
"The bank?" Commie asked, reading the sign on the building.
"But where's Miki-sama?"
They exchanged looks.
"There's only one thing to do!" Fen said bravely.
"Got it!" Commie agreed. They jumped out from behind the wall... and ran in opposite directions. They both stopped at the same time and turned around.
"Where are you doing?!" Commie cried out.
"Me?? Where are
you going?" Fen retorted.
"I was going to go in there and save Miki-sama. Duh. I thought that was the plan."
"Nooo. The plan was to go and get weapons and
then save Miki-sama."
"But I thought you were thinking the same thing as me."
"Well, I obviously wasn't."
"But... I thought we were on the same wavelength."
"Well, we obviously aren't."
"But..."
"Just shut up and come with me. We can't defeat Aya without some help," Fen insisted.
"We can't leave Miki-sama. It might be too late," Commie whined.
"Arg! Fine! You go and keep an eye on them. I'll get us some materials."
They both continued running in their respective directions. So much for inherent telepathy.
Fen ran to the convenience store. The minute she stepped in, she heard a voice in her head. It told her what to buy. It sounded suspiciously like Commie's voice. She coughed and bought what it told her. She ran back to meet up with Commie.
Commie was crouched under a window. Fen joined her.
"They're in there. Aya's talking to some bank person. Miki-sama looks bored to tears. The poor thing..."
They shared a moment of sympathy for Miki-sama.
"Anyway, what did you buy?"
Fen reached into her plastic bag and took out the handful of items she'd bought, handing them to Commie. Commie's mouth dropped open.
"Tape. Stomach medicine. Nail clippers. Onigiri. What the fu...um, freak?"
"Well, first of all, I'm hungry!" Fen said, taking the onigiri from Commie and opening it up and starting to eat. "And second of all, " she continued with her mouth full, "the voice told me to buy this stuff. Not my fault."
Commie smashed her forehead against the pavement and then grabbed the onigiri from Fen and threw it far away.
"Hey!"
"Come on. Let's go in there and just get Miki-sama out," Commie sighed tiredly.
They stood up and ran to the door, bursting in with yells of "we'll save you!" and "here we are!"
They were greeted by 2 tellers and 1 customer in a suit. No Aya. No Miki.
Commie and Fen began to sweat.
"Too much sugar today!" Commie declared.
"Not enough sugar today," Fen said at the exact same time.
They both grimaced and looked around nervously.
"Can I help you?" asked one of the tellers.
"Um... no. Wrong bank," Fen said quickly, grabbing the embarrassed Commie's arm and dragging her out of the bank.
"Damnit, they must've left through the back while we were deciding to go in!" Fen hissed.
"Come on, they've gotta still be in the parking lot. Let's catch them there."
The two tired ALTs ran back to the parking lot, but when they got to Aya's parking space, it was empty. No car sat there. In addition to this, it seemed as though other cars had been coming in and out of the parking lots, so they couldn't even identify Aya's car's tire tracks. They were at a dead end.
"What do we do?!" Fen cried out.
What could they do indeed...