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Fireworks=Off-Limits by Bethany Jean

Nick stared down the length of the piano toward where Penny lay on her back under a truck. Next to her lay Alec who explained the workings of the brightly colored vehicle. Penny nodded with a smile.

Nick turned his back on them, and tried to focus on guarding the perimeter, but he seethed. Tentacles of anger squirmed through his body like a squid filling all the recesses. Alec got to spend so much time with Penny, but that shouldn’t be a problem for Nick; feelings for her were off-limits.

Penny wriggled out from under the truck, and swiped a greasy palm down the windshield, laughing as Alec glared at her furiously.

Nick stared out the window on the far side of the room. Vapor was rising from the ground making it hard to see anything. He shivered. In this dream-like night anything could happen. Not that really dangerous things happened very often.

Suddenly a crackling sound came over the radio. “Nick, we’ve got a man down. We need you on the west side of the rug.”

Grabbing up his baton shaped weapon, and shaking his dreadlock out of his face, Nick slid down the piano leg. He hit the floor and rolled to lessen the impact. Then he slunk beneath the couch to give himself some cover.

Pretty soon he felt Frank moving in the darkness next to him. “What happened?”

“The dog. She chewed up Lars’ arm.”

Nick and Frank formed a chair using their arms, and picked Lars up. He was groaning, and barely conscious.

When they got to the base of the piano, there was a sling to carry Lars up to the top.

“Nick!” Frank’s voice could be heard receding away from the piano. “Help me!”

Alec swung down beside him. “Sorry, just heard there was a problem.”

Nick’s fury smoldered beneath the surface. “No problem. Glad you could make it.”

They started toward where Frank’s heavy breathing could be heard, and gasped as they saw what the problem was.

A huge spider held Frank in its jaws. He was limp, not even fighting anymore. They both looked down at their weapons, and gulped.

The air was split by what sounded considerably like a Tarzan yell, and Penny swung into the scene on a spider web. She dropped into a crouch, and pulled a knife out of her belt.

Alec and Nick stared, dumbstruck.

Penny held the spiders attention, and walked toward it slowly. It skittered backwards, dropping Frank.

“That is a huge spider,” Penny breathed out the words. With a quick motion she stepped past Frank, and flung out her hand. The spider jumped, but not fast enough. Penny’s knife was embedded in its leathery hide. She then jumped onto its back, where it couldn’t reach her, and proceeded to stab it till it slumped to the floor. She slid off, wiping her knife on her pants, and grimaced.

Alec and Nick stared.

“Come on, guys, we need to get Frank back fast!” Her bossy voice finally penetrated through the haze in their minds.

By the time they got back to the piano, there was a search party coming out for them. They were all quickly hauled to the top, and Frank was taken by the medic team.

Alec turned to Penny. “That was amazing!” He stared into her hazel eyes, and seemed lost to everyone around him.

Nick snorted. Fireworks were out of the question here. Penny was a human. She was the enemy.

Now to convince himself of that.


7 comments on “Fireworks=Off-Limits by Bethany Jean

  1. Traci B
    July 6, 2012

    Excellent story, Beth! Great use of the spider from last month’s prompt. 🙂

  2. Fun. I need to read more about the little men. I’m trying to determine their size and can’t. Keep them coming.

  3. pastorgeorgemcvey
    July 6, 2012

    Love these little men tales and love your type of fireworks as well as the use of several previous months words IE:dreadlock, spider ect. Keep them coming Beth!!!

  4. Yvonne Lee
    July 7, 2012

    What fun, I really enjoyed this. 🙂

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