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hereFred, Faith and Lorne are keen to track down Knox and make him sing so we can figure out what's going on. I look over at my twin and shrug; it's the best idea any of us can come up with and, honestly, probably the quickest way for us to get into the little weasel's mind
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Knox doesn't seem to want to answer Wesley's question about what he was hoping to accomplish - God, was he always this squirmy and awful? - and hems and haws until Lorne finally loses his cool.
"Oh for Frankenstein's sake, just sing! It'll make it a whole lot easier on all of us."
"But..." He finally seems to realize that it's not worth it to fight us because we're going to find out the answers one way or another and begins singing again, his eyes shifting around in fear. "And ev'ry one was a Hen-a-ry. She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam..."
"The little termite wasn't totally sure what it would do, but figured it wouldn't be pretty if the generator overloaded the mirrors. Oh, and get this, june bug, he was assigned to keep you and Wesley apart. It was the condition of--." Suddenly, Lorne trails off, staring at Knox with wide eyes as he continues to sign that ridiculous song...before hauling off and punching him square in the face!
"Lorne!" I'm not sure, but I think all of us yelled at the same time. I've never seen him act like this before!
"Wesley wasn't the only one he was planning to murder." With his tone, I wouldn't be surprised if he were to grab my crossbow and fire it. He turned to look directly at me. "You know that sarcophagus that was delivered last night? The one you had him put in quarantine? It contains the essence of some ancient demon God-King he worships. And he was planning on using your body to resurrect it."
Say wha...? He was planning on...me...demon god-king's resurrection...murder me?
I think I'm gonna be sick...
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Lorne explains what Squeaky Voice had planned to do, and somethin' else, too. Somethin' about a God or some shit like that? Just what the fuck is goin' on around here, man?
Fred looks like she's about two seconds away from hurlin' all over the place, so I decide to step in. So to speak. It's actually more like, finishin' what Greenie started.
Takin' both fistfuls of Twerp Boy's shirt, I punch him good and hard in the face, but with a tad more force. Stoppin' when his eye gets puffy and his lip is nice and swollen, I turn to Fred and Wesley with a smirk. "Who wants to go next?"
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Taking a deep breath, I gather my wits about me, handing my crossbow over to Lorne, who takes it and steps back. I walk over to Faith and Knox and, without even pausing, backhand him across the face.
"You are so fired," I hiss.
And then kick him, aiming right for the place that hurts the most.
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