Puddles and Whiskers, New 6

This moment falls before the concert and before anything major happens.

Previously.

Another Night Out…

“Why are we doing this again?” Puddles whispered to Whiskers.

Sitting across from Whiskers in the limousine, Chuck made his “what” face; good ear cocked to the side and eyes wide open complete with “what” gesture with his paws. Puddles waved him off and returned her attention to Whiskers head bobbing along with the extremely loud music sitting next to Blaster. When Whiskers did not response, Puddles grabbed his arm and shook, immediately he shot her a look.

“What is that about?” She hissed, inching closer to angry.

“I heard you the first time. I was ignoring your question because the answer is obvious. We were hired…”

“To watch them. Watch!” Puddles shouted over the music.

“And we are,” Whiskers replied with a wink.

Frustrated and furious, Puddles slammed back into her seat and pulled out her phone. Chuck, looked concerned, again she waved him off. A few swipes and a click, new frying pan ordered. That made her feel a tiny bit better…still, looking around the limousine she only saw trouble. Paying trouble, but trouble that they could handle in a different manner. She hopped over to sit next to Chuck.

“Everything okay?” He asked.

“Fine,” she replied shooting a glare at an oblivious Whisker, “Are we set?”

“Set?”

“Is security in place? I don’t want another bar scene.”

“No, we are not set. I haven’t had time to set up security; we are always out with these two.” Concern and irritation written across Chuck’s face.

“I know,” Puddles sighed. “Can you do that tonight?”

“When? I’m in here,” Chuck gestured at everyone.

“Next stop, get out, and get security established. I saw the same files you did…”

“Trouble,” Chuck finished.

A short time later the flying limousine came to a stop, passenger doors opened automatically, neon light flooded the darkened passenger space, followed closely by music even louder than inside the car. Whiskers exited street side, standing near the door looking for trouble. Puddles and Chuck exited curbside finding themselves surrounded by dozens of nude dancing holos welcoming all inside and the garish front door of the Glassland Exotic Club. Chuck stared, all around him flying exotic hover vehicles, shining lights, neon, and best of all no Cloud; for a brief moment Chuck was happy to be among the elites. Puddles sighed and shook her head.

“This is the place!” Blaster shouted as he exited.

The rest of the band and their hanger-ons exited the limousine on both sides forming a loose group outside the front door. Some of them continued to drink, most of them made lewd comments to or about the nude holos, and all of them waited for some direction.

“Lets go tear this place up!” someone shouted, as one the group entered the club.

After the last hanger-on entered, Puddles turned to Chuck, “Get to work. Contact me when you have security in place and make sure a team arrives here within the hour.”

For a second Chuck looked surprised at Puddles.

“What?”

“This is a new you is all,” Chuck began, “I like it.”

“Don’t get used to it,” Puddles replied grabbing Whiskers as he walked past, “This is still HIS job.”

“What?”

“Get your head out of your inshall,” Puddles hissed at Whiskers, “We have work to do. Chuck is leaving to speak with security. I am NOT going in there. I will be around.”

“Everything is under control,” Whisker replied.

“No, not at all,” Puddles responded irritatedly, “You go in there and watch. We will work out here.”

Whiskers stood there for a second, staring at both of them. Chuck broke eye contact to summon a ride and then began phone calls to Acid Chamber’s security. Puddles gave Whiskers a last look before crossing the elevated street on the other side she shouted to Whiskers, “Go on watch.”

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