Book 1, Chapter 8

“Uh,” continued E, “I said I’m sorry and I think you got what I said wrong. See, I didn’t call you stupid: I said you’re not that bright. As in…you’re dark. Dark and evil-like.”

“Oh, bullshit,” Big said.

At the same time, Little said: “Really, you think so?” He put away his knife and grinned. “Awesome!”

Ean relaxed for a second, and Little sucker punched him in the gut again. When E doubled over, Little caught him in a headlock with one arm and pointed at the TV with his free hand.

“Now, we’re leaving because I’m still bored,” Little said. “And we’re leaving on good terms because you were all nice and complimentary toward us. But so help me: if there’s nothing good on next week you will regret it.”

“But…but I don’t control what’s on TV,” Ean protested.

Little released Ean and shoved him against the wall. “Get cable,” he said, “or I’ll have my friend crush your head. Okay?” He didn’t wait for a reply, but just left.

Big shrugged apologetically for his friend’s brusque behavior. “Sorry,” he said. Then he laced his fingers together and cracked his knuckles threateningly. “But just so you know, I don’t buy that dark and evil crap. And I’m looking forward to an excuse to crush your skull.” He turned and walked out the door. “See you later,” he called over his shoulder.

And then the gang was gone.

Et Alia, Book 1: Aliens, Ninjas, Demons and Pie

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