The Sawyers go to Disney World

Dancing Queens and Killer Kings

Chapter 5

The burned ruins of 'Mind Your Peas' was only the first building to set ablaze. All around fire damage, could be seen on the various buildings. A tall muscular man broke off a piece of burnt wood. He wore a thick leather jacket, torn jeans and a red shirt with angel riding a motorcycle. He had a long mullet with a single braid, unshaven face and wore a thick sunglasses.

The biker looking fella stooped and picked up a broken pair of round hippie glasses. He took off his own and peered through them.

"Susie, I think I found something," he called.

Susie, a tall rotund woman with an even longer mullet, looked over at her husband, "Whatsit, Jessie?"

Jessie, reached into his pocket and pulled out a few photographs. He cycled through them till he found the one he wanted. He held out to her a picture with several men in army gear. While most seemed pretty standard jugheads, one pale figure was giving a peace sign with sunglasses.

"I think we're onta' somethin', Suie" Jessie said with a toothy smile. "Caught up to you, you... inbred hippie fuck."

"Save ya' harsh words for when ya' meet 'em, Jess," She put the picture in her denim jacket pocket and wiped her hands on her jeans, "Let's get this bread!"

Susie got onto the bike and Jessie got behind her, putting on his helmet and wrapping his arms around her tightly. "Let's check the gas-station sweetie pie," Jess muttered into her back.

Driving back, they found the same gas-station that the Sawyer's had terrorized. Parking, they strode into the front, Jessie taking the lead. The cashier lady stared at him with the look of a woman who was dead inside.

"Hey there," Jessie growled, forcing himself to sound tough. "I'm Jessie Bulldog McCloud, professional bounty. I have some questions for you, mam'."

"Okay?" The cashier relies with no enthusiasm. Susie can be seen in the background pinching the bridge of her nose and dying inside.

"I'm looking for the foulest of foul. The deepest pits of hell spawned these dark souls. Their dark path of sin and lies taints the very ground they walk. Each time the..."

"Jess get on with it," Susie added from behind.

"Uh.. Yeah.. Have you seen any of these people?" Jessie held out a few pictures featuring a younger Drayton, Chop-Top and Nubbins.

The cashier looks down at the picture, still looking like she has lost her will to live years ago, she sighs and says, "Yes, sir, now how may I hel-"

"Wow, really?!" He says dropping the act for a moment before composing himself, "Now.. Errr... ya' know where they went? What they drove...Etc.?"

The cashier sighs again, "We got cameras,"

Jessie clenches his fists in silent triumph as he tries to contain all his excitement. He tries to ask if he could see them, but couldn't figure a cool way to word it.

"Aw, for fuck's sake, Jessie, let me talk to her!" Susie exclaims and shoves her husband to the side.

"I'm sorry, m'am, but we are lookin' for the most wanted criminals in Texas and would really appreciate if you could lend us a hand. May we please take a look at them cameras? You'd be doin' all of Texas a favor,"

It was a little late for the Sawyers to be asleep, but across the house they had still not risen. Drayton was laying with Bonnie in an old fancy bed, Chop-Top and Nubbins were in Trixie and Dixie's bed. Bubba was sleeping quietly in his, tucked in nicely.