I Wani Spend My Life With That Gator.

Chapter 41- I Wani Go Bowling

May 13th 201M B.C 2028 (Late Afternoon)

The car ride to the bowling alley was a pleasant journey to be a part of, despite having a few bruises here and there from paintball that had just ended an hour ago. Inco, Damien, Ben, and Naser were all bruised up and pretty pissed off for rightful reasons. They were expecting Anon to be a part of their 'secret team' to get back at Ripley for fun. It was a shock to them when Anon spun around and aimed his paintball gun at Naser, shooting him in the arms and chest area, and then at Inco. Inco had to dip quickly, with Damien rushing behind him.

Unfortunately for Ben, however, the parasaur man was going to hide behind Anon and Damien the entire time since he had no clue how to play. When Anon betrayed them, things didn't go so well for him.

The blue-spectacled parasaurolophus had taken dozens of 'character development' paintball bullets to the chest. He wasn't sure what that meant since Anon kept spouting that when he yelled at him when he fired shot after shot at the spectated man. Damien and Inco had found cover and were in shock when they saw Ripley and Anon standing together, scouting the area.

Inco couldn't feel his sore arms and chest when Anon and Ripley found him alone and emptied half a mag of paintballs at him. Damien and Inco were lucky when Damien flanked around and went for a sneak attack! Damien had unloaded six paintball shots into Ripley's shoulder, which didn't faze the behemoth at all. All that Ripley did was turn around, stare, and grinned evilly at Damien, who had dropped his gun and cowered in fear.

Damien had suffered the most out of the four of them, with Ben coming in second. He was glad that Anon only shot him a few times, but it still stung like hell. Randy, Moe, Luna, and Alex were cheering them on from the protective stands as they watched the slaughter fest unfold. Alex had yelled something to Anon, and then the bald-headed human saw Naser making a run for it.

Inco shuddered when Anon turned back away from Naser and shot Naser in the back without even looking.

It wasn't a fair fight at all, the four of them versus the two military/police-trained men... It wasn't going to be fair. Inco was glad that it was over, even though his arms would probably be sore for the rest of the day. Inco parked in the handicap space and looked into the back, where the axolotl was listening to brain-rotting tunes. He was thankful that she was listening to them on her headset instead of on the car's Bluetooth; he would have actually lost it then and there, probably. "Sweetheart, we're here."

The axolotl kept kicking her legs up and down and shook her head side to side as she listened to the song that was playing. Inco smiled, exited the car, and went to the back and opened the door. He tapped her right shoulder, which made her take her headset off and squeak cutely. "Dad! Are we there yet?"

Inco shook his head with a smile. He began to unclip her safety belts on her car seat, lifted her up and out of the car, and placed her next to him. "Yep, we're here now, and I think the others are already going inside." He went back into the car and grabbed her walking stick that was on the floor of the vehicle. Inco slammed the door shut, knelt down to her height, and offered her the stick. The axolotl felt the familiar stick in her hands and gasped. "Pogo!"

Inco chuckled and began to lead the axolotl to the steps, which they climbed carefully for Luna's sake. After going up the steps, Inco opened the door to the place and let Luna walk in. Surely enough, they were actually the final ones of the group to enter the establishment. Inco's index finger was held tightly by Luna, who began to smell around the place. Her face began to mix into a variety of expressions due to the many stenches and scents that the place reeked of. "This place is smelly, dad."

Inco couldn't agree more; this place was filled with booze, alcohol, wine, sweaty dudes, and an odd-smelling floor. It was all sorts of things that would send an axolotl's nose into overdrive. "I couldn't agree more. If it's too much, I can take you outside, and we can call it a night here, sweetheart."