Then the car stopped with an abrupt jolt that threw Austria against the back seat of the car and made him hit his head. It was still idling, but the movement had ceased. Austria pushed himself further towards the back of the boot, getting ready to fight off his abductors as soon as they came for him, whatever they planned on doing. He tensed as the lock clicked and blinding light crept into the dark interior. He winced and closed his eyes against it, but opened them when he felt hands beneath his armpits pulling at him.
He opened his mouth to shout, but felt a hand covering it. 'Shhh' a voice hissed into his ear. 'I'm getting ya out.'
Austria frowned. That was nation-speak, but it was definitely not Australia whose thin arms were around him and dragging him out. He finally got his legs into gear and pushed himself over the lip of the boot.
He stared at the small old man, a question on his lips which he dare not voice for fear of arousing the other men’s attention (Not that they would have been able to hear him above their own astonished shouts of "where's your phone!?" and "it's a fuckin’ yowie!"), and allowed himself to be pulled into the surrounding bushland. A large knife was pulled from... somewhere, and the man turned Austria around. Austria held his breath, and told himself not to be stupid; the other man wouldn't hurt him. The knife was slipped between his wrists and his bonds were cut, then rough calloused hands were rubbing his own soft ones, helping the blood to flow. 'Don't tell Australia y'saw me.'
'Who are you?' Austria questioned the man, who just grinned back at him and shook his head.
Austria tried again. 'I'm Austria'
'Ah!' The man’s grin got larger. Austria was starting to see a resemblance between him and Australia. 'Inspector Rex!'
Austria sighed, definitely one of Australia's, and turned back to look at the road. Whatever had distracted the men seemed to be gone, as was the car, which was pulling off into the distance. When he turned back to the man, all that was there was a water bottle and a mobile phone.
Oh, Austria. You are most certainly taking a beating today. Being baked alive in a hot car would take some time to recover from, huh? So, a yowie stopped the robbers dead in their tracks, huh? I liked that. Definitely would have scared the shit out of them.
I’m a little confused, though. Who was this Inspector Rex?
Sorry about the refernce, Aussie Anon was having a cultural moment. Inspector Rex is an Austrian show about a police dog, which is repeated constantly on an Australian tv station, and quite popular. Therefore, Austria= Inspector (kommisar) rex.
He opened his mouth to shout, but felt a hand covering it. 'Shhh' a voice hissed into his ear. 'I'm getting ya out.'
Austria frowned. That was nation-speak, but it was definitely not Australia whose thin arms were around him and dragging him out. He finally got his legs into gear and pushed himself over the lip of the boot.
He stared at the small old man, a question on his lips which he dare not voice for fear of arousing the other men’s attention (Not that they would have been able to hear him above their own astonished shouts of "where's your phone!?" and "it's a fuckin’ yowie!"), and allowed himself to be pulled into the surrounding bushland. A large knife was pulled from... somewhere, and the man turned Austria around. Austria held his breath, and told himself not to be stupid; the other man wouldn't hurt him. The knife was slipped between his wrists and his bonds were cut, then rough calloused hands were rubbing his own soft ones, helping the blood to flow. 'Don't tell Australia y'saw me.'
'Who are you?' Austria questioned the man, who just grinned back at him and shook his head.
Austria tried again. 'I'm Austria'
'Ah!' The man’s grin got larger. Austria was starting to see a resemblance between him and Australia. 'Inspector Rex!'
Austria sighed, definitely one of Australia's, and turned back to look at the road. Whatever had distracted the men seemed to be gone, as was the car, which was pulling off into the distance. When he turned back to the man, all that was there was a water bottle and a mobile phone.
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I’m a little confused, though. Who was this Inspector Rex?
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