Ticking Time Trouble (PpgzxRrbz Kids) |Book 4|

Chapter 14 (Bartholomew)

Bartholomew dodged another attack from attacker. He rolled underneath the truck and looked around. He could see Python holding off three people while using snakes to come from the ground. Every now and then he felt them brush against his arm but didn't attack the blonde. Bartholomew rolled from underneath the truck and looked over at Python.

Python is standing with his back facing Bartholomew. Bartholomew could see cuts on Python's arms and his knees wobbling from taking the weight of all the attacks. Pegasus wrapped herself around Python's waist doing her best to keep all attack from Python. 

Bartholomew frowned and formed his hockey stick. He hates how he is running away from two people while Python is taking three head on. Bartholomew isn't going to let them hurt Python on his watch. He wants find his twin and make sure Bentley doesn't do anything stupid but most of all.

Bartholomew isn't going to lose Python ever. He doesn't want to go through what Bast or Bentley is going through. He doesn't want to imagine a world without Python.

The blonde swung his hockey stick, hitting his attacker in the stomach and making the attacker flung back into the nearest wall. Bartholomew noted that they are most likely in the Great Depression times from clothing and posters. And he also knew that they are in Alaska. He back up a couple of steps and hit Python on the back. 

Pegasus wrapped herself around Bartholomew also. Bringing the two together closer. Bartholomew looked up to Python, who is looking down at him with a small smile. Bartholomew couldn't help but smile back. No matter what they will have each others back even if it means they could die for each other. 

Python's green triangle tattoos, underneath his eyes, began to glow as snakes started to form a circle around them. Bartholomew looked to the side and saw the beach isn't far away most likely two miles. If he think hard enough, Bartholomew could control the sand from all the way over there.

"Python? Why do you keep on turning your back against us?" A southern accent asked.

Bartholomew looked around, "Please tell me they aren't the hillbilly siblings. Please anyone but them."

Python snorted from behind him.

Louisiana stepped into view. Her red hair is french braided, she still wore her red flannel and blue shorts. Her brown boots are now laced with beads but her whip shot forward hitting some of the snakes. Python hissed from the snakes turning into sand.

Bartholomew smirk but looked back to Python. The taller lad forehead began to sweat but he didn't back down. Instead, from the sand made more smaller snakes. They began to fill the circle again. 

"Do you trust me?" Bartholomew whispered.

"Of course." Python replied.

"Then don't stop me," The blonde said before turning back to Louisiana. "I was sure that you would be dead. Where's your brother?"

Louisiana's eyes narrowed.

"What was his name again? Carolina? Tennessee? 'Ole Hickory? Wait, I got it. It was Cotton Eye Joe!" Bartholomew exclaimed with a smile.

Some of the attackers stifled from laughter. He could feel Python confusion staring at. Bartholomew just looked at Louisiana who is glaring at him. Louisiana raised her whip and pointed the limp whip towards the blonde.

"You don't get to mention, Kentucky." Louisiana hissed.

"Did he get lost on the way here? Most hillbillies have no idea what is going on. I heard you guys don't know how to read." Bartholomew taunted.