Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy

Cabin Crew

Pixie pulled the trays of eccles cakes out of the oven and put them on the cooling rack on the side. "These look good, mate! You did a good job." Pixie said coming over to where Opie was drying the mixing bowl after doing the washing up, Pixie hip bumped him playfully, or rather she bumped her hip against his thigh. Opie smiled and returned the bump.

"We did a good job, I just did what you told me to."

"Well then you're a good listener." Pixie grinned, putting the bowl away and a couple utensils that had been dried as well.

Opie chuckled. "Try telling Donna that."

Tig walked into the kitchen and immediately homed in on the cooling eccles cakes. "These smell good!"

"Don't touch, Tiggy. They're piping hot and the filling will burn your mouth."

"Filling?"
"Yeah, the currants we got at the store?" Pixie reminded him.

"Isn't it a pie then, if it's got filling?" Tig said, a little confused.

"Oh don't go there, brother, trust me, we've already had this conversation." Opie chuckled, ruffling Pixie's hair.

Tig smiled. "England's confusing, isn't it?"

"England's fine, it's you guys that're baffling." Pixie said with joking indignation. "What do you guys wanna do whilst the cakes are cooling?"
"You mentioned target practice, wanna show us how you throw knives?" Opie asked.

"Oh hell yeah, brother, we gotta do that." Tig nodded eagerly.

"Well, set up a range and I'll show you, you both have your knives on you, they aren't the best for throwing, but I can still teach you how to use them effectively and I've got three on me plus my bandolier." Pixie explained.

Opie looked at her. "Bandolier?"
"Oh yeah, you should see Pixie when she's in kill mode, she's armed to the teeth, puts Lara Croft to shame." Tig said, eyes looking affectionately at Pixie. "Go get your stuff 'n' show Ope. You got your guns too?"

"Yeah, course, want me to get those too?"

Tig nodded. "Yeah doll. Ope you gotta see them, she's got two beautiful Walter P88's."
"Geez, they're a classic! I gotta see 'em." Opie grinned. Pixie scooted off to the bedroom whilst Tig and Opie went out the back door and Opie dug out some target boards and string, hanging it on an oak tree as Piney watched him from the bench on the back porch.

"What's going on, son?"

"Pixie's gonna show us how to throw knives and the guns she uses, Walter P88's apparently." Opie explained. A smile appeared on Piney's face at the mention of Pixie and he settled back into his seat to watch the show. Pixie came out wearing her bandolier and holsters and the old man did a double take.

"Woah sweetheart, you look dressed to kill." Piney chuckled.

"Thanks, it's my assassin gear I use when I have to do kills or business for the club." Pixie explained as Tig and Opie came to see. Pixie could see Opie was homing in on her pistols so she took them out and checked the safety was definitely on before passing them over. Opie checked them out and then admired them, passing one to Piney to have a look at as well.

"These are beautiful! And so well maintained too." Opie nodded approvingly.

"Thanks, I make sure to clean and take care of them as much as possible. They were hand-me-downs of Bruce's when he upgraded to Glocks. These are ambidextrous too which means I don't have to worry and I can use both hands if I need to. Pixie said making finger gun motions.

"You're ambidextrous?" Opie asked.

"Yeah, wanna see?" Pixie said she was a little excited at the prospect of performing for them.