Killjoys: Next Generation

Chapter Twenty Five

Bandit

"Ferrett, we need you out here!" I said over the radio. He wasn't answering.

"Can anyone get a hold of Ferrett?" I said again. They all responded, no. Where is he?

"First we lose Jess, now Ferrett isn't answering." Shy Guy stated.

"We're fine, Jess just took a wrong turn and Ferrett probably just went to the bathroom or something." Liner joked. How does she always keep her cool during situations like this?

"Liner, I think you're forgetting that DRACS LITERALLY WENT IN HER RADIO AND TOLD US TO COME AND GET HER!" I yell at her in the back seat.

"Right," she nodded solemnly, "I'm just trying to lighten the mood a bit, stress isn't good for people." She took out her grey gun and started messing with it.

"Hey, don't shoot no one." Shy Guy joked. She lifted her head and had hair in her face.

"I'm the best shooter here," she pushed her bangs behind her ears, "if I miss, it was intentional."

"You are not the best shooter." I butted in.

"Whatever, you're just jealous." She went back to looking at her gun. How did she survive those years alone.

"What was it like?" Shy Guy asked her. She looked at him. "Being alone."

"Oh, well, it was fun for the first couple days, then I started getting a bit lonely. Imagine being alone for three years, not knowing how to shoot your gun, hiding and sleeping in the dirt, I rarely ate, and when I did it was protein bars from a vending machine I found at a random gas station or restaurant. I think I stopped at the diner we live in now, when it was still functioning and..." Her voice faded out and I looked back at her. I looked at Shy Guy sitting in the passenger seat, Roadie who was to the left of the car, and Madness who was to the right.

I'm going to miss them all. I think to myself.

Whoops

So long
-Egg