Caught in the Act

Chapter 12 (part one)

I TOLD YALL I WAS BAD AT UPDATING. IVE HAD BALLET EXAMS AND COLLEGE EXAMS AND AGAHGSGSHSH.

anyway, here's PART ONE. Part two out tomorrow.

"Tell me again why we are doing this?"

Roy and I are parked in a car outside Pearl's place, looking like absolute creeps to be honest.
"Because," I roll my eyes. "Something shady is going on."
"Jesus Christ Danny. They secretly dated and now they're engaged. What's the problem?"
"But why is it a secret?"
"Maybe because they don't want nosy bitches like you in their business."
I don't reply and instead look out at their cosy house, lit up like a Christmas tree. I'm a Libra right? I have intuition. And also I was bored and had nothing else to do. It's not like Roy has a social life anyway so I dragged him along to watch the house with me. He's on his phone looking at memes, not even caring about this highly suspicious situation. It had been a month since Violet and Pearl announced they were engaged and I still couldn't quite fathom out why all the secrecy. Hell I don't even know what tuxedos they have ordered.

I was about to give up and just go home when suddenly a black car pulls up to the house.
"Roy ROY!!" I smack his arm until he looks up.
"Okay this just got interesting." He leans over with me to look.
A man steps out wearing a formal shirt with rolled up sleeves, a black tie and jeans, carrying a briefcase. He is older, thinning hair and frown lines etched upon his face. He goes up the path leading up to the house and knocks on the door. They must have come straight from a drag show because it's Violet who instantly opens it, checks the street to see if anyone is there and lets him in.

"Woah. Did you just fucking see that?" I gasp.
"Yep. He looks like an undertaker or a lawyer or a businessman or something," He replies, looking all serious.
I just grin at him.
"What?"
I carry on smiling.
"No."
"You didn't even know what I was about to say!"
"I know what you're gonna say. WhY dOnT wE gO aNd InVeStIgAtE?"
"Good idea Roy!" I get out the car.
"DANNY OH MY GOD DANNY I DIDNT MEAN- annnnnnd he's not gonna come back."
Sighing he follows me to the side of the house, where I'm peering into the downstairs window which is amazingly open for all the world to here.
"For people who didn't want anyone to know the guy is here they sure are shitty at closing windows."
"Shhhh." He tries to listen.
We catch the back end of the conversation.
"-you have to move the wedding sooner," He says.
"How soon are we talking?" Pearl asks.
"Month. Couple of months if we're stretching it."
"Damn." Pearl rubs her head. "That's pretty soon."
"I'm sorry but you agreed to this- both of you. If I say a month you get married in a month."
"Sorry Mr Ray I didn't mean it like-"
"Yes we will just move quickly with the preparations." Violet jumps in. "Or we could just elope somewhere."
"Vi, that would look even weirder. We need witnesses to say that it's genuine." She puts a comforting arm on her shoulder.
"I just wanted a perfect wedding that's all."
"I don't have time to have a perfect wedding. I need it fast," the man says.
"Yes Mr Ray," they reply in creepy unison.
"Wait, who is that?"

Shit

Shit.

He's spotted us. We duck down quickly.
"Did someone follow you here?" Ray roars.
"No we haven't seen anyone," Pearl insists.
"Danny we need to get the fuck outta here," Roy says in a low voice. "We'll go around back and then through the other side."
"Yeah. They'll expect us to go round front," I agree.

Slowly we make our way round back, crouching and probably looking like lil gremlins or Gollem in his cave.

I'm thinking, "we're like secret gaygents."
And I laugh internally at my own joke.
And then I trip over the fucking flamingo don't I?

And I fall head first into the rocks near the koi fish pond don't I?

And my legs starts bleeding and I yell out in pain.

I'm officially the worst secret gaygent ever.

"Run for it!" Roy yells and we sprint towards the side of the house just as the man and the drag queens run out back to see what the commotion was.

We open the car doors and chuck ourselves inside. Before even putting on a seatbelt, Roy hits the accelerator and the car becomes a speedy boi. We back out the street, both of us laughing like absolute maniacs.

Damn, this is a perfect first date.