VIVA LAS VEGAS
(Post-Viva Las Vegas)
As
Michael and Max walked back into the hotel after their little heart
to
heart conversation, they were surprised to see Tess and Kyle in the
lobby
with the rest of the gang. Kyle was talking with the rest of
the
humans, and Isabel, while Tess was cursing at, and kicking, a
vending
machine.
" I thought the Sheriff carted you away to make sure
you
got home safe and sound," Max said as he approached the group.
"Yeah, but when we got into the lobby," Kyle
explained,
"he started muttering to himself, turned red and then told
me
and Tess that it might be 'safer' for us to catch a ride home with
you
guys."
At that moment, Tess expunged a string of obscenities
from
her mouth that would have impressed a sailor, and began to shake
the
vending machine.
"What's her deal?" Michael asked, cocking his thumb
towards
Tess.
"We don't know," Isabel whispered as she leaned in
closer
and motioned that the rest of the group should do the same.
"She
has also been having a little one on one conversation with
herself.
That is, when she's not trying to show the vending machine
who's
boss. And her eye has begun to twitch, not attractive."
Tess, noticing that Michael and Max had returned,
gives
the machine one last kick and stalks back over to the group.
"Well,
well, well, look who decided to FINALLY come back. I'VE been
waiting
for over half an hour and I'm starving and the damn vending
machine
ate my money. Can we finally board those two hunks of junk you
people
are calling cars so we can get the hell out of here?"
"Tess," Liz said, trying not to yell at her, "we're
all
really tired and.."
"Spare me. I'm not really up for listening to one of
your
'we all know how you're feeling' speeches," Tess said while doing
a
very bad impression of Liz.
"If you were so hungry, why didn't you just use your
powers
to get what you wanted out of the vending machine?" Isabel
asked,
hoping to defuse the oncoming fight.
"Isabel, they say that humans have THOUSANDS of
thoughts
in one day. I think Tess would be lucky to have one. Oh,
wait,
I forgot, she's not human, silly me," Maria said, getting a jab
in
for Liz's sake.
Tess walked up to Maria, within an inch of her face.
"Well,
at least I'm not some two-bit hack that THINKS she can sing
and
tortures the rest of us with it."
"That's it," Maria said, while throwing down her
bags,
"you want a piece of this, bring it!!"
Max quickly got between the two very hostile women.
"Ok,
ok, neutral corners, this is not the time for..."
"SHUT UP!!! I am so sick of you thinking you can
tell
us what to do. You're no leader, you're a whiney little boy who
can't
make the simplest of decisions," Tess screamed, "and I don't
think
that you would EVER make a good husband in the MOST important of
ways,
if you catch my drift."
"Yeah well," Alex said quietly, "at least he can
operate
complex machinery, such as a vending machine."
At that, numerous chuckles and laughs broke out.
Tess's
eye, however, began to twitch even more. "Oh, you're going to
pay
for that one dearly, just you wait. Tess began to walk through
the
revolving door as she screamed her threats. "I'll make you all
bleed."
As she went to make her dramatic exit, she hit the
revolving
doors, HARD. They got caught on a carpet. Tess stumbles
forward
and shatters her skull on her little door cubicle.
There is silence from the group. Kyle then says, "I
guess
a revolving door would fall into that complex machinery
category,
huh?"
The
end