The Kids From Yesterday (A Party Poison Story)

Chapter 26 - Explanations

"AW AREN'T THEY JUST THE CUTEST!" An annoying voice I recognised to be Fun Ghoul's rang through the room I was currently lying in.

"Makes you wish you had a camera to catch the moments, how incredibly beautiful." I heard Jet Star's voice mock, pretending to sniffle up and cry.

I opened my groggy, heavy eyes, seeing Party Poison's face inches away from mine. His arms were placed tightly around my body, hanging onto me for dear life, even in his sleep. I rubbed my eyes trying to help the blurry vision I was currently seeing, fade.

After Party had sung me to sleep I slept through the night in peace which I was thankful for. Seeing the fabulous killjoys in my dream made me stomach churn, I would only hope they never turn on me as they did in the nightmare.

I turn over slightly to see the figures of Fun Ghoul and Jet Star standing at the door, grinning at me expectantly.

"Don't you two give me those looks." I mumbled out, pointing a stern finger to the two sly killjoys, slumping back into the makeshift pillows underneath my head. I kept forgetting how bad my ribs were at the moment, even doing movement as small as leaning into the bed made my side burn in pain.

"So when's the wedding Sparks?" Fun Ghoul grinned widely while winking after his smug statement. My face flooded red; thank god someone began walking down the corridor, distracting the two killjoys momentarily.

Palma Violence walked up to the killjoys, stopping at the door to check out what all the commotion was about. As soon as she saw Jet and Ghoul making fun of Party and I, she slapped Fun Ghoul over the head.

"Give em' a break you tossers." Palma rolled her eyes, ushering Jet and Ghoul away from our room.

"What?! Our little girl is growing up." Fun Ghoul faked sniffled up. I couldn't help but grin at Ghoul. Jet laughed and walked away down into the main part of the base, while Ghoul stayed slumped against the doorframe.

"Oh shut the fuck up Ghoul and come on. We've got business to attend to elsewhere." Palma managed to get Ghoul halfway out the door, when she noticed his smug expression, and his side wink to me, suggesting no doubt the sexual side to what Palma meant.

"Christ are you 12 or in your twenties?! Come on you fuckhead." Palma tugged Ghoul away from the room before apologising and saying they'll see Party and I later.

Laughing at my friends antics while rubbing my eyes, I somehow managed to break out of Party Poison's tight hold with out waking him.

It wasn't usual for me to have such vivid nightmares, that has now been two in the past day I've experienced. How real they felt every single time made chills run down my spine, hopefully that will be the last of them.

I didn't bother with putting on my leather jacket or boots which were both placed neatly on the other side of the room, it's not like I could go out on watches or raids with my injuries. Leaving my items of clothing behind, I walked out into the corridor, which lead down into the main area. Ruffling up my already messy red hair, I walked into room where a couple of people were already up and working on their own individual tasks.

Kobra Kid sat occupied with some sort of battery which he was trying to fix, while Fun Ghoul and Palma Violencelooking through different maps, or at least trying. From where I currently stood, it looked as if the maps looked hopelessly out-dated by now.

"Those maps look old as shit." I spoke capturing the attention of the three killjoys.

"Tell me about it, this is all we got for now." Palma said defeated, rubbing her temples in annoyance.

I had completely forgotten until now that back in my old hideout before I met the fabulous killjoys, I had a couple of more recent maps. I hadn't used them in so long because I would rarely venture into the city, the risk of getting caught was too high.

"I've got some maps in my base which are more recent then these. It's out here in zone 6 as well, we can go get em' whenever you all want." I offered.

"I knew there was a reason I liked you." Palma grinned at me, going to stand up now. "Well maybe you and the sass queen Party Poison can head out tomorrow, that is if Jet Star will allow it." The killjoy grabbed her violet mask and her ray gun to match, turning to walk out of the base.

"Right I'm gonna' go catch up with Jet Star on patrolling. I'll be back before sundown!" Palma called out before walking out the main door into the desert morning.

It was now just Fun Ghoul, Kobra Kid and I sat around the table making small chat. I noticed the two killjoy's pass a few assertive looks between each other, I didn't really take notice of it until Fun Ghoul opened his mouth.

"So what happened Spark? In the city I mean." Fun Ghoul broke the silence, voicing the question on everyone's mind.

At least that explains the strange looks.

My face fell slightly, Kobra instantly noticing this, as he quickly began to cover up the question his team member had just asked.

"She just got out! Give her a fucken' break." Kobra exclaimed in attempts to defend me, but I put up my hand to protest. I knew this would come sooner or later.

"It's fine honestly it's about time you guys should know anyway. They knew everything about me, apparently. One girl who worked for Korse had all information about me, she even knew my pre killjoy name. She took some of my blood-" I said cringing mid sentence, the thought of needles making me get chills.

"And then I blacked out. Everything else is pretty hazy- but I can slightly remember some dracs or scarecrows or whatever beating me up. Must be payback for all of their mates I've killed right?" Kobra stayed silent while Fun Ghoul couldn't help but choke out a laugh. I grinned at Ghoul, the only who appreciates my attempts to lighten the mood.

"Other then that, I didn't find out shit. I'm no closer to knowing why the fuckheads in the city are so hung up on me in particular." I sighed, slumping into the chair I sat on.

"Are you sure you can't remember anything else?" Kobra asked warily, frowning at my explanation. I raised my eyebrow in question, not understanding why Kobra would continue to push the topic.

"Nope. In fact the last thing I clearly remember was the first night I was captured, the woman working for Korse took a shitload of my blood. That's it. Honestly I though I was only captured for two or three days max, it did not feel like a I was there for a week at all." To this statement, Kobra and Fun Ghoul shared uneasy glances towards one another.

"What's wrong?" I asked suspiciously.

"Well it's just-" Fun Ghoul began, trying to think of what next to say.

"It seems odd, Spark. You have all these injuries- not easy recoverable ones either. You can't remember shit and you look like death itself." Kobra began listing the facts of the matter, which I couldn't argue with him on. It was true. It was weird that over the course of a week all I can vividly remember was the first night I spent in the city.

"You sure know how to charm a lady, Kobra." I grinned.

"You know that's not what I-"

"I know what you meant."

"I just don't understand what separates you from all of us." Kobra Kid sighed, crossing his arms in thought, continuing to keep his strict poker face on. I shrugged at the statement, feeling just as in the dark as everyone else.

"Sorry you guys had to leave the diner all because of me." I admitted sheepishly after a few moments of silence, lowering my head suddenly feeling extremely guilty. If it wasn't for me the guys would still be back in their home, and I've completely torn them away from it.

"Shut your fucken' face spark, it could have happened to any one of us. That day Korse came to the diner he found our location anyway, he would have been back regardless if he thought you were there or not." Fun Ghoul said pointing a finger at me like a parent would as they lecture their child.

"The point is-" Kobra began to speak, adding onto Ghoul's lecture. "We're all alive and safe for now. And until we can figure out an efficient way to overthrow the industry, we've just gotta' keep running."