Headaches & Hazbins: Book 1: New Kind of Life, New Kind of Hell

Chapter 8: Wrench In My Plans

A Week and A Half Later...

[Asher is sitting in Jerry's workshop asleep. He's sitting in a chair next to a table with some blueprints, a toolbox and some tools, a cigarette tray, and the Radio he got from Pim sitting on it. The truck, a crate labeled "Spare Parts", and about a dozen bottles of booze, which are all empty, rest around him. Asher is sitting in the chair with his arms hanging lazily off the side of it, his head is leaning lazily over the top back of the chair. There also seems to be a book opened over his face and an empty booze bottle in his hand. The title of the book reads "Creature From Hell, Book of Birds" and the booze bottle in his left hand seems to be empty like all the rest. His Radio on the table next to him is on and playing some lovely classical music. Asher seems to be peacefully sleeping in the workshop, it looks like he was working on the truck, decided to drink and read at the same time, then fell asleep. Phenomenal. He seems to be the only person in the workshop, Jerry's nowhere in sight. A few seconds later the music playing on the radio stops, after a brief few seconds of silence, the two news anchors, Bradley and Bentley begin to speak.]

Bentley: (Through Radio) Good morning Pentagram City!

Bradley: (Through Radio) Oh shit we're live? I didn't drink my coffee yet, Ben take this one for me. I'm hungover.

Bentley: (Through Radio) Of course!

Bradley: (Through Radio & Distant) Ehhhhh...

Bentley: (Through Radio) As I said before, Good Morning Pentagram City! It's currently 8:00 a.m. on a quite horrid Wednesday! As of now, the weather is somewhat tame but incredibly hot. However, I'm sure everyone down here is used to that by now...

*Clank*

[The door to the workshop clanks, it opens up as Jerry pushes the door open. He's slouching more than usual and looks completely exhausted. He's got bags under his eyes and looks half asleep.]

Jerry: *Tired Groan* Ughhhh...

[Jerry walks into the workshop and closes the door behind himself. He rubs his eyes a bit and stretches up completely. For once he stands up completely so he can stretch his back. It seems he's grown in height, he now looks to be about 9 feet tall. He stops stretching and continues to slouch down once again. He starts walking over to one of the workbenches in the workshop.]

Bentley: (Through Radio) Besides the heat there doesn't seem to be much going on in our terrible City today, but on a brighter note, the Cannibal Carnival has once again returned to the Eastern side of Pentagram City!

[Jerry reaches the workbench and picks up a clipboard holding a few pieces of paper resting on it. He reads the first piece of paper and scratches the back of his head.]

Bentley: (Through Radio) Yes! Indeed! The Carnival that will settle all your carnivorous needs is finally back! So to all of those with a taste for blood, flesh, and bone go and visit while you still can before they pack up and leave for the next year! Or two months... I'm not sure how often they show up, they seem to be very inconsistent...

Demon: (Through Radio & Yelling) Get on with it!

Bradley: (Through Radio) Right, right! Anywho! If you're interested in beating the heat or filling up your stomach and then vomiting it all out on one of the carnival's many rides then hurry up and make your way to the Southside of the City! I must remind everyone that eating somebody to move up in the line is strictly forbidden! *Chuckles* The-

[Jerry grumbles to himself while Bradley rambles on about the Cannibal Carnival. Jerry rubs his temple and lets out a tired groan.]

Jerry: *Tired Groan* Ughhh... I gotta stop staying up until four working on blueprints... *Tired Groan* Ehhhhh... At least I think it was four... *Tired Sigh* Aww fuck...