Mares in Black I
Chapter II
Brickguy213
A while later they pulled up to an old pawn shop. The store looked like it hadn’t been inspected in months. K and Dancer got out of the old Ford Crown Victoria, taking in their surroundings.
“Look, I’m gonna go put my thing down, but when I get back out here I expect some answers.” The mare said.
“Alright, you go put your thing down.” K said.
Dancer walked inside the small shop, and up to the counter, where an awkward stallion stood. His eye’s seemed to cross, and when he spoke it seemed funny. “Hey, Dancer, I don’t know how these got here.” He said, pointing to some gold Rolexes. “I was thinking about bringing them in.”
“Someone told me you sold guns. Weird ones.” Dancer said.
“Oh, Dancer, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He said quickly.
“Don’t smart-ass me! I know they’re here!” She said, as K suddenly walked in.
“Show her the imports Jeeves.” K said, lighting his cigarette.
“I got out of that business years ago K.” The stallion said, looking nervous.
“Jeeves, show-him-the-exports!” K said getting annoyed.
“No!”
“Damn it Jeeves!” K said holding a futuristic gun to his head.
“No! Please don’t! No!” The stallion screamed.
“Where are the imports?!” K asked.
“He’ll do it!” Dancer warned him.
“Where?!” K asked again.
“I’m telling you, that dudes crazy! He’ll do it!” She warned again. Suddenly a shot rang out, and the clerks head turned to goo as the rest of his body fell to the ground. Dancer pulled out her gun, pointing it at K. “Drop the weapon!” She shouted.
“I warned him.” K said innocently.
“Drop it!”
“You warned him!” K said pointing at her.
“Don’t make me kill you!” Dancer said, a scared tone in her voice.
“You insensitive prit! Do you know how much that hurts?!” A voice said. Dancer looked behind the counter in horror, as the body stood up, growing another head.
“If you don’t show me the imports, I’m gonna shoot you where it don’t grow back!” K said. Reluctantly Jeeves reached under the counter, and pressed a small gold button. Suddenly, the walls that once held watches, vases, and other merchandise flipped, exposing futuristic guns, and other weapons. Dancer stared in awe at the guns. She saw the one that the ‘alien’ had.
“That one! The one in the middle.” She said, pointing to it.
“You sold a standard deionizer with black hole capabilities to a cephalopod. Jeeves you piece of sh-“
“He didn’t seem bad to me.” Jeeves said.
“Alright let’s get out of here Dancer.” K said.
“Yeah, and I’m gonna be back to Uh, talk about them Rolexes!”
The two walked out of the store into the night air. Dancer put her gun away, while K walked up behind her. “I bet tomorrow you won’t remember any of this.” K said.
“Yeah, how am I supposed to forget a little thing like this?!” She said sarcastically. K pulled out a silver cylinder.
“Look here please.” He said, as he flashed it in her eyes.
Next thing Dancer knew she was in a noisy Chinese restaurant with an awkward creature that walked on two legs and wore a suit.
“And that’s when he said ‘Honey! This one’s eating my popcorn!” K said laughing. Dancer was confused, and wore a blank expression. A small alarm went off, and K looked at his watch. “Aw, man! I’ve got to go. Thanks for the dumplings and, uh, here.” He said, giving her a small white business card. It said MiB, nothing more. “Be there or be square.” K said.
‘Be where?’ Dancer thought. She turned the card over and saw an address neatly scrawled in pen. ‘Hmm, interesting.’ She thought.