I heated up an extra tin of beans for Uzi - who was currently twitching every few seconds, you could never guess what was in those energy drinks - and watched as the camping stove refused to even slightly warm the canned food. Uzi however was very intently staring at the cold beans, even leaning over the stove at one point. I knew what would happen next.
"Uzi! Step away from the stove!"
I pulled her back by her jacket just as the damn stove produced a mini fireball that engulfed the beans.
"Well there goes breakfast..." Uzi sighed to herself. "Never mind! I got some more energy drink!"
"NO!!!" Maverick and I yelled in unison, as we cleared the ash that was going to be Uzi's breakfast off of the sand.
After packing up 'camp' we strapped a hyper Uzi into her seat in the van. She began chattering non stop about the first things that came to her mind - everything from BL/ind ("THOSE BASTARDS!!!" as Uzi called them) to the importance of frogs. Soon Maverick was joining in and singing about soup with Uzi, I swore that if I gripped the steering wheel any tighter then I would be leaving that damn van as part of the steering wheel. I growled at the current situation and accidentally on purpose swerved across the desert slightly to scare them.
Everyone in the van went quiet though when I swerved too far, and the soft sand underneath turned into warm, cracked tarmac under a thin layer of sand. A single sign rose half-buried out of the desert in front of us.
"Route Guano" the sign read, however a Killjoy had written "Getaway Mile" underneath in bright blue spray paint.
Maverick, Uzi, and I stared gobsmacked out of the window, our heads following the sign as we passed it. I nearly drove straight off of the newly found Getaway Mile in my shock, but managed to regain control.
I knew my way from that point, I had driven this road multiple times before. After what felt like around an hour but could really be any length of time, we pulled up outside what looked like a harmless diner. I smirked to myself, this was no diner.
I elbowed the door open - Maverick and Uzi following me - and walked through until I saw a man sat in front of a microphone, broadcasting the latest captures, ghostings, and weather changes in the zones. He chose another song to play - i noticed it was called Party Poison (maybe it was named after the famous Killjoy?) - and turned to face us.
"Hey Screaming Sunshine, Classic Maverick, and... Sunshine who's this young Killjoy?"
"This is Crazy Uzi, Doctor D." I said with a smile, my cracked lips feeling sore - I made a mental note to find some form of drink while I was here.
"Call me Uzi, not Crazy" Uzi smiled a slightly psychotic grin. Doctor D mimed drinking to me and I nodded - we were very familiar with the effects of energy drinks, as they were nearly as addictive as the BL/ind brand medication.
"Well Uzi-Not-Crazy you're welcome to stay here for a whole with your new friends, but at the moment I'm expecting a certain four Killjoys." he said, putting a certain emphasis on the word "certain". He couldn't be serious.
"Doctor D, do you mean..." Maverick and I said at the same time.
"Yes Maverick, Sunshine. I'm talking about the famous fab four."
