Book 1: Until the Light Goes Out

Chapter 3: Pigsey

Until the Light Goes Out

Chapter 3

Pigsy

"Oh no, you are not riding with me. I think your dad would have a fit if he knew you went into town." Tyla had sat down in his delivery cart and propped her feet up.

"It's not like it's my first time. I mean seriously, have you ever thought of Paps with a grocery cart?" She asked, putting her hair up in a ponytail swishing it back and forth. Pulling her tail in so it wasn't hit by any passers by.

"Well who's watching Yomi?" MK asked. Tyla slowly turned and looked at him. He really didn't want to take her.

"Hey dad! I'm going into the city!" Wukong turned as he sunned on the branch eating chips.

"Here...bring some more chips home huh?" He threw down a few coins. It was much too much. But she knew he intended on letting her get something for herself. It was always that way, she would always get mochi and split it with her sisters. Maybe...she'll do something different.

"Fine..."

"I mean I could always fly to the city, but I've chosen to...get to know you." She stuffed a piece of gum in her mouth and turned to look at MK and held out a piece to him. MK took the piece and got into the driver's seat.

"Get to know me? What would you do that for? I mean I hang out with you three all the time now." He chewed the gum deep in thought.

"Cause I wanna." She leaned back and yawned. To MK this one acted more like a man, then a woman.

"So uh...whats your weapon of choice?" He asked. Tyla shook her head.

"Harpoon." She said.

"Harpoon!" He asked. She pulled something from her inner jacket pocket. It was a small whistle. About the size of his pinky, she blew on it and it grew. The tip was wavy metal that looked sharper than any blade he ever saw.

"So you uh...sling noodles?" She asked. She jumped when she heard his phone go off. She almost hissed at it, when she saw him pull it from the dashboard and looked at it.

"Hey Mei!" He said in a cheery voice.

"Dude! Where have you been? I mean not that it matters, Pigsy's sick. But he refuses to lay down and rest. So he's trying to make noodles. He's going to make someone sick, it's so gross!" Mei said. Tang's yelling in the background got MK chuckling.

"All over my shoes Pigsy! Guh...gross!"

"See if you can get him to at least sit down. I've just reached the city limits. 10 minutes tops. I think I have a...worker that might be able to help." MK looked up at Tyla who looked down at him with a bit of a glance.

"Got a what?"

"Come on Tyla, please! It's for your dad's old friend Pigsy." Tyla rolled her eyes and sat back.

"Fine, but you owe me noodles after this MK. I mean if I'm working, I should be paid right?" She crossed her arms and then looked sideways at the phone. "But this..." She plucked it from his hands and her pupils grew wider with interest. "Is fun..." She kept poking it and she sat back again.

"It's a phone." He said snatching it back and putting it into his pocket. "Very expensive." Her disappointment vanished. She knew that word. Expensive...that meant money, and she didn't have a job. So she couldn't pay him if she broke it. "Fine you can have some noodles. But don't forget...a full day's work." He said. Wondering if she even knew how to make noodles in the first place. What did he get himself into?