the story yet continues. hope yall like it!
A few hours later I wake up yet again. This time it is because Sarven wakes me up.
Drosmine wake up. Come on, we have to get ready. Were leaving in an hour and you still have to bathe. Get up lazy bones!
But I don't wan't to get up.
Neither do I Drosmine, but it's time to go. If we wait any longer we will fall behind everyone else and then we won't be ready for the trip this year. Besides, you and I are sharing a tent again.
Im up! What was that about sharing a tent again? I ask as memories of last year's trip come to mind. I can't help but grin as I recall the memories. I get up and cross the room to where my cloths were left last night. I pull on my pants and grab the rest of my cloths. You better not do anything like what you did at the hospital while we are camping. I say with a smile. I leave the room and go upstairs to my room where I shed my cloths and go turn on the shower. I let the water run hot until the entire bath room is filled with a cloud of steam. I inhale the mist deeply, and then exhale. I turn on the cold water so that the water does not burn me and then I step into the shower. As I reach for the shampoo Berrwain comes bursting through the bathroom door.
"REALLY!?! doesn't ANYONE knock in this house!?! what's so important that you need to barge in on my shower?" I snap.
"Oh, uhh sorry man. But you know that fancy car you got yesterday?" Berrwain says tentavely.
"You cracked the windsheild, I know. If that is really the reason your in here I am going to beat your ass. I don't care if I am nude!" I reply angrily. I hear Berrwain run out of the bathroom slaming the door behind him. "note to self. Beat Berrwain's ass later" I mutter as I continue to scrub myself clean. I turn the water off and dry off as I walk to the mirror and retreive my shaving bag. I turn my phone on and go to the ipod. The first song that starts playing is an instrumental of bittersweet pymphony. Havent heard this one in a while. I proceede to shave and then get clothes on. Just as I finish getting dressed Sarven walks into my room and licks my chin as he sits on the bed next to me.
"You clean up fast. Eager to get going? Or is it something else you look forward to?" Sarven asks with a grin. To most people the sight of a smiling dragon is an unsettling and frightfull thing to observe, but I can't help but laugh, largely un affected by the sight of the lightly blood stained razor sharp teeth.
"Sarven your looking forward to it just as much as I am" I reply as I playfully push his head away from mine. Sarven brings his tail around to hit my shoulder, but misjudges and catches me in the face.
"Hey you big bully, theres no need for that." Berrwain says as he comes into the room. "Oh shit, Drosmine your nose is bleeding like crazy! Why did you do that Sarven?" Berrwain asks as he notices my bleeding nose.
"DONT YOU EVER KNOCK!?!" I practically scream at Berrwain.
"uhh, no not really." he replies smugly.
"Get out of here! Im busy!" I snap at him. As Berrwain scrambles to get out of the room I get off the bed and retreive the bags I packed yesterday. "Well? Are you coming or not Sarven?" I ask impatiently as I walk out of my room. I go down the stairs and out the front door. The big truck is parked in the driveway and the trailler already attached to it. I throw my bags in a box on the trailer, the exception being the computer bag. My computer I put in the cab of the truck. Berrwain comes runing out the front door and runs up to me, tripping over the trailler.
"Drosmine! Where's the jeep? I heard Sarven say something to Zerinnon about a jeep full of medical supplies" Berrwain says excitedly. "PLEASE tell me I get to drive the jeep!"
"You can drive the jeep ONLY if you stay out of my room for a month once we get back!" I tell Berrwain, delivering the ultimatum that I am only too happy to deliver. I hand over the keys to the jeep and tell him it is parked behind the workshop. "Bring it out front so we can load it. And don't put a SCRATCH on it! I am only borrowing this one!" Berrwain runs off to get the jeep as Sarven and Zerinnon come out of the house. "Nice job you two. Instead of asking Berrwain to drive the jeep I am using it as leverage to keep him out of my room. Thanks you guys" I say as they approach, both of them grining. I hear the jeep runing and know Berrwain is about to be in the driveway. "Where is everyone? They are usually here by now."
"We are meeting at Dick's, remember?" Sarven asks.
"Oh yeah. Well what are you guys waiting for? Hop in!" as Sarven crawls into the truck I tell Berrwain to go to Dick's. I turn around to see Zerinnon attempting to enter the truck, but having trouble. "You need a hand?" I ask.
"Legs would be more useful in this situation" Zerinnon replies. In response I grab the mid section of his serpentine body and hoist him up into the truck with Sarven's help. "Thanks guys" Zerinnon says, blushing. Then I realise where I grabbed him and start to turn red myself. I quickly shut the back door and get into the truck myself. I shut the driver door and start the truck, rushing over to Dick's to get new equipment. I find everyone else is already here, waiting for us to show up to get our equipment and get everything loaded. I hand Sarven my wallet as he and Zerinnon get out of the truck. Sarven and Zerinnon go to get the camping equipment while I help get the trailler loaded. As soon as the trailler is loaded I go into the store to find Berrwain waiting impatiently at the firearms counter, a high power scope in his hands.
"Hurry up Drosmine! Weve got a trip to go on! You can't take all day! Now which one do you think will be best suited for the environment were gonna be in?" He asks as I walk up to the counter.
"That one. It fires a sizeable round with incredible accuracy even at long range." I say, pointing at an assault rifle.
"Uhh sir? Are you hurt?" the man standing behind the weapons counter asks me. Then I realize my nose is still bleeding.
"Dude, at least use your shirt to keep the blood off the floor man! Do you know how long it takes to clean a blood trail off the floor?" Berrwain chides.
"Oh shut up and buy your damn gun already! I can't get cleaned up until youve got your gun now can I? Afterall, I am the one paying for it as you told me last night. So hurry up and get the stupid thing!" I reply as I press the sleeve of my already blood stained shirt to my nose to stop the blood from contaminating anything else in the store. By now the buy behind the weapons counter is hopelessly confused trying to make sense of the situation.
"Sir, are you okay? I can get a first aid kit if you need one" the man offers tentaivly.
"Oh don't worry about me, I'll be fine. I just got hit in the face earlier, it's no big deal." I nonchelantly reply.
"Did someone attack you in the parkinglot?" the man asks.
"Oh no. I got hit before I left my house, I just wasn't aware that I was bleeding." I say calmly. I turn to Berrwain and hand him my debit card. "Here, you buy the gun while I go to the bathroom and get cleaned up."
"You will find the restrooms in the back of the store near the athletic footware." directs the man behind the counter.
"Thank you" I reply as I walk away. I head to the restroom and pull my sleeve away from my nose over a toilette. The blood begins to flow in a steady stream for a while. Then, about ten minutes later the bleeding slows and I grab some toilett paper to cover my nose with. I flush the toilette and go to the sink to wash my blood soaked hands. Someone walks into the bathroom and sees me washing the blood off my hands.
"Did you get into a fight or something?" asks the young man, apparently impressed by the sight of so much blood.
"Yeah, I picked a fight with a dragon" I reply.
"Did you win?" he asks, obviously interested.
"Fuck no! He kicked my ass!" I reply almost laughing.
"Maybe next time youll get him" the man replies as he turns away, doing a poor job of hiding the grin on his face. I turn off the faucet and dry my hands off and leave the bathroom. I go back to the weapons counter to find that berrwain has the rifle I pointed out earlier on the counter, along with a hunting bow.
"Woah woah woah. I said I would pay for a GUN. You want to screw around with a bow and some arrows your paying for them yourself buddy" I say as I walk up to Berrwain and take my debit card back.
"Relax Drosmine, I bought this thing a while ago. I just dropped it off to get it cleaned up and restrung a few days ago." then to the man behind the counter he says "Alright, he's here. Now can the transaction be completed?" he asks impaitently.
"Berrwain whats your problem? Can't you be patient for once in your life?" then to the man behind the counter I say "I'm sorry for my jackass friend here. Now what's the problem?"
"This is a two thousand dollar firearm. I can't sell this to either of you without both of your signatures to verify that he is not stealing your debit card. That's all." explains the man behind the counter as he hands me a transaction report and a pen.
"That's it? Just a signature and the gun is ours? That doesn't seem so difficult." I say as I sign the piece of paper and hand it back to the cashier. As soon as he has the paper in his hands he completes the sale and goes into the back to retreive the firing pin and a few magazines for the rifle. A few minutes later he comes back and hands over the firing pin and the clips. Before he can instruct wither of us on how to install the pin, I pick up the rifle and pop it open. Then I pick up the firing pin and put it into place and close the rifle again. "Like that?" I ask.
"Exactly like that. Impressive, not many people know how to open a gun, and even fewer can install a firing pin with such ease. Ex millitary?" the man asks.
"Not ex, inactive duty" I reply. "We both are" I say as I hand the gun over to Berrwain, who immediately begins attaching the scope to the rifle.
"You two have a nice day" says the man behind the counter as Berrwain and I walk away.
"Alright, you have the gun, so you get the ammo and the stuff to clean it. I am going to see whats left of the camping equipment" I tell Berrwain as I walk off to where the camping supplies should be. Once I get to the campiong equipment I find mostly empty shelves and one poor sap trying to restock them. "Here, you want any help with this?" I offer.
"Please! I can't reach the top two shelves, but I need to get a bunch of stuff up there. If you can help me get up there I will get you an employee discount on anything you buy today" the guy pleads. Sarven can you come here please? There is some poor guy here that needs our help keeping his job. I don't think he has been working here more than a week and he is already in over his head, literally.
Alright, I'll be there in a minute. Oh, we need to talk on the drive to Alaska, there are a few inconsistancies with what youve told us that I wan't to get straightened out.
Sure, just hurry up. We got shit to buy and this guy is gonna get us a discount for helping him. With all the crap we gonna buy that could save us a few hundred dollars.
Alright, I'm walking in the store now. I will TRY to get to you without knocking anything over, but no gurantees. I hear a bunch of stuff being knocked off of shelves as Sarven walks down the aisle to get to me. Sarven walks up, a sizeable gash in his muzzle bleeding like my nose was.
"What the hell happened to you Sarven?" I ask as I inspect the wound.
"A machette fell out of one of the bags and stuck into my muzzle on the way down and trying to get it out on my own didnt do much good" Sarven replies devoid of emotion. "So what am I doing here?"
"We are helping him get shit on shelves to get a discount on the shit were gonna buy. End of story." I reply so that the new employee can hear me. Sarven grabs a bunch of stuff and puts it on the shelves while I help the young man organise it all. Ten minutes later we are done and have most of the equipment we need in a pile at Sarven's feet. "All right, a deal's a deal. I am gonna get a cart or something to get this krud to a register and then were outta here." I walk to the front of the store and retreive a few carts and bring them back. After the equipment is loaded into the carts Sarven and I haul them to the registers. After the order is rung up the young employee whispers something into the casheires ear and then an employee discount is added to the transaction. I hand over my debit card, almost crying when I look at the receipt. As Sarven and I are loading my equipment onto the trailler I notice the radio in the truck is running but not the truck. "Hey Sarven, did you leave the radio on?"
No. I gave the keys to jack. He probably has it going. Can we just get this stuff loaded and get on our way already? Sarven replies testily.
No need to get fiesty. I was just asking. I reply as I begin to load the trailler. Once I am finished loading the trailler I hop off and Sarven practically throws the carts across the parkinglot back to the store.
"Come on now, there is no need for that!" I chide Sarven.
"Shut the hell up! How long do you need to take to get out of here anyway!?! WE SHOULD BE ON THE ROAD BY NOW!" Sarven replies vehemenently.
"Okay okay, just get in the truck and we can go" I reply defensively as I take a few steps back. Oh great. Camping with a moody dragon for a week. This is gonna be fun. Sarven pushes his way past me to get in the truck, and I follow. I turn the key to start the truck and the engine turns, but it doesnt catch. I try again and push the gas pedal a little bit, and the engine starts sputtering and finally catches. I turn the radio down a bit and pull out of the parking lot heading to the gas station down the street.