Tattooed Away

Chapter 12

The incessant noise is burning my large bunny ears from the inside out. These monkeys will not be quiet, it is like the whole Spirit World needs to know that I have been captured. At least I know that the boys saw this happen and could follow the racket to the pig monkey's lair. I mean they really wanted me to go to their concert but I can't do that if I am dead.

We don't fly for long before the pig starts gaining in elevation. Up, up, up, and then a little farther up we go. I recognize the building we are zooming vertically next to, the Empire State Building.

On top the needle was balanced a massive ship of a nest. Shaped exactly like a bird's nest but about a million times bigger and made completely of scrap metal.

I am dropped into that nest and before I can move a finger the monkeys place a large metal cage over where I landed.

This was terrible. It had been about fifteen minutes and I decided to give up my tears and whining for observing the commotion around me.  Scattered in a wide yard there were monkeys grouped together and hugging each other. It seemed like families welcoming dads home from work.

I concluded that the dads were the monkeys who grabbed me and I was the product of their day's work.

Some of the smaller, probably baby, monkeys were curious of the girl with bunny ears in a large stinky sheep costume and came over to poke me in the cage. Across the nest from me, the pig was getting a deep cleaning and had rolled onto his back to get his belly scrubbed. He kind of looked cute when you could see his face.  Suddenly I caught a glimpse of reddish hair, not monkey hair, and hope rose in my chest.

I jumped up and pushed my face between the cold metal bars to try and get a better look. When I saw her face I almost laughed out loud...my girl, Lana Del Rey.