Soul Mission

That one old, comfy-shitty place

Dave signed looked all over the place. 4 red dildos on the floor, two hooks hanging from the ceiling, and he had a bright pink bra on..for somereason.
"I think we did an awesome job!"
"Mhm! I'm sorta proud of our creation"
"My favourite part was when we were fighting with those. Puttin up some "weapons" and "armors" and fighting."
"Hehe yes, the dildo swords were funny."
Yes, Jack admitted that it was a fun time with Dave. A pretty funny fun time, with Dave, like always.
"Oh..right..my mission.." he thought
"I mean, this wasnt the best idea to search regret in. Gosh I should have thought about it..why didnt I?..why did I took it as something casual with my partner in crime?!..i dunno, but at least it was fun, and now the police has a reason to take me in. Eighter way what's done is done..I need something else to regret."

"Hey Dave."
"Whaddup sportsy?"
"That was a lota fun but..felt like usual times"
"Wait really? Thought it was different"
"I mean, killing kids is much much more of a crime than that. Maybe I wanna go..beyond that"
"Ohohoh sportsy! I know just the place!"
"A police station?"
"Nah, fuck that. GOOD OL VEGAS!"
Jack didnt seem to think of that yet. Finally, what a good idea!
"..I mean woah, fuck yea! But how? Wouldnt Phoney send the dogs after us? Also how come he didnt do that yet since we ditched today's work?"
"Oh sportsy, it's friday! No work for two whole days, AND I got the day off for both of us..somehow.. so I can drive us to VVVEEEGGGAAASS for the weekend and do some serious shit!"
"Ohh! Now that sounds promising!"
"If you want to, something more can add up into it."
"I'll try to come up with something."
"Okay okay. Let's get going soon before phoney gets home or something."
"Rrright."
Dave got up from the couch and streched. He looked at the beautiful, kinky pile of mess and then went to the door waiting for sportsy.
Jack signed, got up as went after Dave. Dave opened the door and went outside, before sportsy could do the same he noticed some keys next to the door on a little drawer.
"Are these the keys Dave was supposed to find in the pot or something? Wait no..these are..car keys!"
"Ohohoh! I am just the best at freakin phoney out!" He does the lil evil laughter thingy, grabs the keys and follow Dave.

"Hey Davey!~"
"Yea sportsy?"
"What if I drive you to Vegas this time?"
"Hm? I mean no need to but, how tho?"
"Oh you know, walking back to your house would be a lotta time and I just remembered that my new car is nearby."
Sportsy pressed a button to make the car make some noise. A red, not so new but not so old eighter type of car made a beep, and then an unlocking noise.
"Woah. Didn't know you had one sportsy. Wait, didn't you say you can't drive?"
"I- of course I can silly Davey."
"Nnno I can't!" he thought
"Bbbut that means I can crash his car with more chance and ohoh boy! The cops would love that!" He tried to hide that evil smile of his as a chill or cool smile.
"Hmm. Aaaare ya sure you can?" Dave looked at Jack, putting his hand on his and still hmm-ed quietly.
"Yes?"
Dave still hmm-ed.
"Ah come on! Why didn't you tell me?"
"I-"
"Oh right oh right, you didn't talked me all week, so how would I? but glad you're back at our little adventures."
Jack sighned, not sure why. He didn't ACTUALLY thought Dave would figure something out. He was too..Dave, ya know.
"You still gotta explain why you were such a lone wolf those days." Dave poked sportsy in the arm with his shoulders and started approaching the car.
"Oh..sure.."
"So he knows doesnt he?..god damn it! Why is he worring about something so stupid like that? No, correction: someone. I wanted to have these times by myself, that's why I didn't talked to him so he wouldn't know. But I guess it was obvious anyways..
Ugh..why does he even care?..he shouldn't care this much.. why is he like this? Why is he just so..DAVE?! Dang it's..getting on my nerves." He thought and mumbled some parts in himself. He isn't used to this, even if it's all around him. Something was hitting him.
"Hey sportsy! Which one was yours?" Dave shouted from meters away to sportsy. And with that Jack was present again.
"Huh? O-oh..maybe that one.."
He pressed a button again on the car so it would make a noise. Oh! There it is!
"Yea, behind that blue one."
"Thanks! Now come on in!"
Jack nodded and walked to the car and opened it for Dave.
"Ladies first."
"Am I the prettiest girl tho?" Dave said in a piched voice.
"...sure you are, ya gay-ass eggplant man."
"Come on sportsy! WHAT ABOUT MY RIGHTS?!"
Dave acting upsetly, sit in the car, next to the driver seat, and strongly shut the door in. That made Jack chuckle.
"Heh, idiot." he thought.

He walked to the other side of the car, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. He looked infront of himself to see..car controlling things he didn't know how to use.
"Well fuck...how will I even be able to crash if I can't even start it?! Whatever, Dave drives."
"Uh, Dave?? I don't know the way-"
"Oh. I'll drive don't worry."
"Oh, thanks."
"Now let's just-"
Dave tried to climb through sportsy to the drive seat. Aaannddd now he was sitting in sportsy's lap. Jack was visibly weirded out a little.
"Hmm, you know what? This is actually pretty comfortable."
Jack rolled his eyes and lifted Dave, so he can crawl outta there to the second seat. He was suprisingly easy to lift, I mean he was sure skinny..is he even eating??
"Aw..but I wanted to play dogpile. Fine then, gimme the car keys."
Jack put the keys in his hand. And with that Dave turns the car on and they start to get going though the streets. The roadway way almost an hour away so that needed a bit o' wait.
Jack already was spacing out, by too much thoughts being on his mind.

"Soo about this week, why were you so distant old sport?"
"Oh right, he asked me directly about that...Gotta make something up.."
"I-I guess I wasn't sleeping enough, maybe got a little sickness and was just tired all the time.."
"Really? Why didn't you say so?"
"That's not your problem.."
"Of course it is! Whenever something's wrong I should be the first one to know about it!"
"...not like you could do something about it..." he mumbled so there would be a possibility that Dave won't hear it.
"..what?"
"Nevermind, I'm fine now. Let's just hope our next adventure will help me feel..better!"
"I sure hope it will.." Dave looked at him  feeling concerned. But didn't thought much about it. He tried not to think of any bad stuff so it will effect Jack even more.
"Soo same hotel same room?"
"Why of course! I bet it still has our smell."
"And also the bitches smell. Do we want some this time?"
"Nnnot so sure."
"Maybe I will.
"Oh you just wanna stick your vEgEtAbLe in someone so desparetly or something?"
"What? Are you jealous?"
"..what..an awkward quesion."
"Bet the awnser would be more awkward so you can skip the quesion."
"Pfft- YOU'RE awkward!"
"I know I know, but at least you are just worse as me so I'm not alone."
"Am I tho?"
"Sportsy, you got a whole Reddit comm triggered."
"People on reddit are just the meanest!"
"Nah, Twitter's worse..I guess. People wanted to cancel me for posting one of our picture from that foxy stripper place. Like, come on- it's just like any common kink isn't it?"
"Uh- I kinda get them-"
"ISN'T IT?!"
"Dave, we are sick idiot weirdo dudes who escaped from a reeally weird salad bar with an attraction to furries. Who would truely accept us? We are like- one of a kind."
"Hm. Fair enough, but only because of the WE parts."
And they kept joking and joking during the car ride. Terribly singing to radio songs and telling stories about Karens and other dumb women experiences till the arrival to Vegas.
Jack was distracted and having fun already. He even bought himself to sleep, but rather because Dave remembered his tiredness and suggested him to.

Hours and hours later, the car arrives to the hotel in Vegas. Dave left Jack in the car to sleep more, and went in the hotel to get the room. As he went back to the car to bring his old sport up he still didn't wanted to. Then he decided to carry him up in his arms to the bed, since it wasn't a long way to the room. He opened the door to the second seat and he picked Jack up. He carried him up to the 3rd floor on stairs since the elevator would be busy, and then he carried him to the door and opened it in a clumsy way, he gladly (more like suprisingly) didn't wake up. He carefully put Jack down on the bed and tuck him in. Dave pet him in the hair a bit, smiled and dropped his stuff off so he can go to bed too. He drove all the way here so no suprise. Dave got in the bed, yawned and looked at sportsy again.
"Mmm. Good night old sport. I hope nightmares won't catch you."
He tucked himself in and turned the little lamp off on the drawer.