Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy

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"Are you two seriously still playing that game? It's been like ten minutes." Juice laughed as he got back into the tow truck to see Half-Sack and Pixie sat cross legged on the truck bench seat facing each other, playing slap hands. Pixie had her hands down on top of Half-Sacks and he was trying to move his hands fast enough to slap the back of Pixie's, but wasn't succeeding so far.

"Yeah! I almost got her." Half-Sack answered. "Everything okay with the scrap car?"

"Yup, spoke to Oliver, he's gonna send the paperwork over to Clay when it's ready." Juice said as he got back in. Pixie looked over her shoulder at Juice.

"We should take H and Cherry back here tomorrow and have a smashing session." Pixie suggested just as Half-Sack seized the opportunity of Pixie's distracted state to slap her hands. "H! That's cheating!" Pixie grumbled at him.

"You never paused the game." Half-Sack grinned back. "That's a point for me."

"Fine, I'll let you have that one, but only 'coz I have four more points than you." Pixie said smugly.

"I'm so gonna beat you at this." Half-Sack grinned back, the pair resetting the game with Half-Sack's hands on top of Pixie's this time.

"You guys argue like five year olds, you know that, right?" Juice chuckled. "But yeah we should take Sack and Cherry out to the junkyard, I've been dying to do that again since the last time, see if Lowell's around too." Juice replied.

"Lowell told me about it," Half-Sack put in, "I'd really like to do that, plus it might be kinda hot to see Cherry doin' stuff like that." Half-Sack said looking up, before he could react Pixie slapped his hands. "Shit, ya got me."

"Five to me! One to you!" Pixie did a little victory dance. "I think it might be good for Cherry to come do it, she needs to bond with us more, especially as you and her seem to be getting closer."

"I for one am surprised you didn't end up with a milf." Juice joked making Pixie giggle and Half-Sack groaned as he reset their hand game.

"Thought everyone forgot about that." He grunted.

"How can we possibly forget 'milf chubby'?" Pixie laughed. "One of the funniest moments I've had in awhile." Pixie grinned. "But seriously, ask her, H, we're all really happy you got your girl, she's lovely and it's good she sees what an amazing guy you are."

Half-Sack blushed. "I'm not amazing." He moved his hands quickly but Pixie dodged them. "Dammit."
"Yeah you are! Back me up here, J." Pixie leant backwards and put her head on Juice's shoulder for a second.

"You're an odd guy, but I like ya." Juice put in. The sound of a phone chimed in the cab and Juice perked up a bit. "Pix, check the phone on the dash, see if we need to go pick up anything or whether we can just patrol around."

Pixie leant across grabbed the blue Nokia brick. "Yup, green Ford broken down outside 'El Taco Llama' and 'Ray's Coffee Shop' wherever they are." Pixie said looking up at Juice.

Juice chuckled. "Restaurant district on the opposite side of Charming. Llama has greasy tacos but they taste okay. Guy sells weed too." He changed gears and sped up a little heading back across Charming. Half-Sack poked the radio and found Kiss, watching as Pixie's face lit up and she bopped along.

"I swear you love every type of music." He commented.

"Nah, I don't like Celine Dion or rap particularly, but I'm like you, if it's got a good beat, I'm happy with whatever."

"No Eminiem?" Juice asked.

"Nah, 'M&M's' on the other hand, I'm a big fan of." Pixie shifted in her seat so she could face the windshield as the other two laughed at her joke.