Page 33 of Not Like The Other Girls

By now, Every’s gone out of a tunnel, and somehow ends up on the roof of a building. He drives so fast, so furious, and lands on the roof of the neighboring home. How the low-quality roof doesn’t crumble under the school bus’ weight, no one knows. And no one sees him, of course, although he makes such a peculiar sight.

And what the fuck, the mouse king is right behind them.

He shoots again.

The tiny bullet whizzes into the wall of the house they’re currently on, its magnitude somehow creating a whole crack in the concrete.

Totally unrealistic, but this is just the way fiction is.

No physics or logic.

The whole building crumbles down, dust building up like a cumulonimbus cloud at the start of a twister. Lily coughs, since the bus’ air conditioning system doesn’t seem to be working no more, and she inhales enough dust to give a minor character lung cancer. But since she is a major character, she survives. And the good old school bus falls through the crumbling concrete to the ground.

And it also survives.

By the magic of plot holes.

Amazing.

“Shit, go, go, go, Every. That bitch ain’t not playin’ around,“ Lily screeches, “he’s serious ’bout the chasin’ and killin’.”

“Well, damn. Thanks for the information. I just realized,” Every says sarcastically, still concentrating on the wheel. The bus heads into a very cliché dark alley of thriller car chases. Jack the Ripper opens his window to watch them, mouth agape.

Lily shakes her head almost disappointingly. “Bro, what’s gotten up your ass this chapter?”

Oh, Lily, always downgrading her man to the status of plain bro when she’s pissed at him.

“An extra-large tentacle dildo, neon colored.”

Even Lily winces. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I’m too soft core for that, sugartits.”

A smile spreads on Lily’s face at his sweet-ass pet name, her heart melting like the coffee she brewed for him in the little coffee shop when they first met. Yes, we will never grow tired of bringing that up. Then she remembers how obnoxious he was that day (and today, and every day), and the memory instantly turns sour.

Then the dark alley finally ends, and next starts a colorful rainbow, conveying Lily and Every’s bus along with Fernando’s black bad-guy Jeep all the way up to the sky.

The Wizard of Oz’s ‘Over the Rainbow’ theme starts playing.

With the villain theme gone, replaced by such a bright, colorful tune, the good guys must be winning, huh?

Lily blinks. “Damn, I didn’t know our small town has that.”

“It doesn’t. This was just set up specifically for the scenery of our street car racing chase thing.” The school bus reaches the top of the sky now, and starts its slow journey down the slope.

“Why is there even a car chase, Every? It’s bad for the ecosystem.”

“As if you’d care; and as if I’d know.”

As if on cue, the mouse king whips out a megaphone from his ass and starts shouting. “Yo, bitches, imma kidnap the new fairy queen. And I know she’s in that crappy school bus.”

“So they’re gonna kidnap me?” Lily asks her man from the passenger seat.

“Lils, not right now. Who in their right mind would want to kidnap you? You don’t have no ransom.”

“I don’t know, this just tends to happen in romance. And he said it himself, didn’t he?”

“Girly, he’s just threatening you.” Every sounds more like a best friend than a lover.