The Day We Met You

Trust

" Poison? Hey idiot! Wake up.!" Kobra yelled shaking his brother awake with a sense of urgency. " WHAT!WHATS WRONG!" Poison sat up in a panic 

"Jet want's to know if you want coffee."

Poison sighed a relived breath and put his hand to his chest.

" What the hell Kobra. You scared me half to death." he said slightly irritated at his brother.

" Tell him yes please. I'll be there in a minute." he sighed rubbing his eyes.

" Okay" Kobra whispered before walking away.

 Poison stood up and stretched. He looked at the couch where the girl was still sleeping covered in Jet Stars Jacket . He smiled knowing she was safe.He went to the bathroom and brushed his hair and splashed his face with cold water to wake him up fully.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the Girl sit up and rub her sleepy eyes. He walked over to her

" Hey Missile Kid, how did you sleep?" He asked kneeling beside her

" Ok thank you." She responded politely

" Ready for breakfast?"

" Yeah I'm hungry."

" I bet you are." He said helping her up.

She stood on shaking legs for a second before almost falling over.

" Careful!" Poison exclaimed catching her

" Sorry." She said clearly distressed by the weakness of her legs.

" It's alright, your just worn out from all that running you did yesterday." Poison reassured her

" Here's an Idea, how 'bout I carry you. That sound okay?" He asked not wanting to make her uncomfortable.

She nodded happily at the suggestion

" Okay." Poison said picking her up. She put her arms around his neck to keep herself from falling.They went into the diner where Jet star was making coffee and Ghoul cooking? odd but okay.

" That's not enough grounds Jet."  The judgmental voice of Show Pony said looking over his shoulder

" Shut up that's plenty." He argued

" Yeah if you like bland coffee." They said sticking their tongue out in disgust

" You act like Ive never made coffee before! I make it every morning!" He protested

" Oh you have?"

" Get outta here." Jet said playfully swatting at Show pony was they left him alone.

The diner was simple in design a little outdated but it did what it needed to. It was covered in colorful holiday decor and lights. Paint and stickers covered every surface and confetti and crayons littered the floor like a trashed daycare. The walls were plastered with graffiti covering propaganda posters and  large flag sporting a spider lighting bolt design, the Killjoy logo.

The girl looked around with wide eyes. You would NEVER see anything like this in the city. Battery City was a grayscale hellscape, like living in a movie from the 1950's about the "incredible future" . Juts this one space had more life and vibrancy than she has ever seen in her five years of life.

 She clung to Poisons neck tighter looking around . Kobra was fast asleep with his sunglasses covering his closed eyes and his feet up on the table of the booth he was sitting in.

" Hi Pois! Hi Missile kid!"  Ghoul said happily waving at them

" Hello." She replied

" can you guys go take the old man his coffee?" Jet asked pouring the watered down liquid into several chipped mismatched mugs.

" Sure thing." Poison said picking up the mug

" Old man?" Girl said confused

" Dr.Death Defy." , he's our friend and he owns this place, he runs a radio station out here." Jet explained

" Is he nice?"

" Yeah, he's a bit eccentric but he's plenty nice." Poison added

They walked down the hallway to his " office" as he called it ( aka where he's shut himself away for hours at a time)

" Knock Knock." Poison said pushing the door open with his foot. Dr.D took his headset off

" Hey."

" Hey, Jet sent this for you." Poison said  setting the mug next to him on the desk

Girl looked at the strange man grabbing at little bits of Poison's fire truck red hair unknowingly.

" You too haven't formally met yet." Poison said 

" Dr.D this is Missile kid, Missie this is Dr.D." He introduced them

" Please to meet you." he said

" Nice to meet you too." she replied

She was surprised, he was not nearly as old as the Killjoys had made him seem, he was more rough around the edges than old. She glanced down at his motorized wheelchair and the rusty brace fastened to his knee.  Without a second thought she inquired

"Is your leg okay?" she asked sounding genuinely worried

" Oh yeah, it's alright. I had a bad clash awhile back." He explained briefly

" Oh-alright." she smiled satisfied with the answer she had received.

Poison remembered the day it happened. The four of them had only been in the zones about a year and they had not even met Show Pony yet. They were young teenagers about fifteen or sixteen and Dr.D taught them everything they had to know to survive in the dessert and they used to patrol together. One night he went on patrol on his own,smoking under the stars  when a S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W jumped him, taking him by surprised he barley escaped with his life, unfortunately loosing his ability to walk in the struggle.

He was pretty depressed about the situation as would any person but found solace in the vinyl records he had collected over the years.  Eventually Kobra suggested he use his new found time to start a radio station, just for the zones. He'd been a success in no time, his humor, uplifting messages and amazing taste in music had brought a bright spot to not only his own life but to the people of the Zones.

" Well tell Jet I said thanks." He said

" Yep. See ya."

" Bye Missile Kid." he said waving to her

" Goodbye!" she said happily waving back at him.