Soap, soap....where the heck is the soap? Geez, you'd think in a bathroom closet, there would be plenty of soap lying around, but OBVIOUSLY somebody was already here and was like 'I should get soap!’ And why do I need soap? Of course, they think the tattoos were bad signs or whatever, and are now constantly trying to wash them off. They're probably all still in the bathroom, washing away with the last of the soap we found. I mean, the tattoos don't look THAT bad. Maybe I should tell them what I saw, and that the marks are okay... but then again, how would they believe me if I said that I saw tons of ponies with them in my sleep.
Well, can't find any, better go tell them that soap was the last we'll have for a while. As I walk to the bathroom door, I can still hear the water running in the tubs they were using. The rain from outside had collected in some tubs, so we decided to bring those in. Instead of using it for drinking water though, it became bath water. Ugh, I am NOT going to reuse any of that, definitely not Tony's. "Hey guys? I couldn't find any more soap...you're probably using the last of it." I told them, leaning against the closed door. I put my ear to the door, just in time to suddenly hearing grunts, probably them fighting over whatever is left of the soap. "Oh come on, the tattoos don't look THAT bad and you guys already don't wear pants!" I said, rolling my eyes on how childish it is to fight over something as stupid as soap. Finally, I hear the arguing over the soap cease and the water trickling as they were getting out of the tubs. I got away from the door and sat upon one of the counters, waiting for them to leave the bathroom. We're leaving again to continue the journey, and hopefully find more stuff. I could've left the building to find soap or whatever, but of course I would have to tell them and hear Silvia argue behind a closed door.
The door opened, as Silvia and the others came out. When I looked up at them, they had just put away the towels for drying themselves off into a pile, they're manes and tails looked ridiculous! Silvia's mane looked poofy like some French poodle, Rebeca's was a bit distorted like a giant gust of wind blew it around, and Tony's still had some soap, making it stand up like it was jelled. Overall, they looked funny, which was why I was trying to hold back laughter that was just begging to come out. I managed to hold it in, only to be replaced by audible snickers and chuckles, which had caught their attention.
"Oh shut up Aiden, Silvia said your hair curls when it's wet, so we're even!" Tony said in annoyed tone.
I shrugged and replied, "I don't know, I bet mine wouldn't be standing up with soap suds like yours." This made him grunt in a more annoyed tone, and the girls just chuckled at him.
"Go get yourself properly cleaned, unless you need an adult to help you." Rebeca said jokingly, which made Tony roll his eyes and head back into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Rebeca and Silvia chuckled again, as I got off the counter and headed to the window.
I looked outside and watched the trees and such move.
"Hey, are you okay?" Silvia asked, coming up next to me. I looked at her momentarily before looking back outside.
"Yeah, I'm good. Are you?" I replied as I look to her again, which she nodded in response. She looked at her flank tattoo a bit worriedly, so I decided to compliment it. "It's doesn't look bad...kinda reflects you actually."
She turned to me and gave me a confused look and asked, "How? It's a couple of hearts with a circle around one of them."
"It's called a halo, like the one's angels have." I said, knowing what she meant by the circle.
She rolled her eyes and said, "Whatever. Still, how does it 'reflect' me?"
I thought for a moment before saying, "Well, it shows how much you care for everyone, and that you're a good person."
She smiled at me, then kissed my forehead, which I had looked away momentarily from, and said, "Thanks."
"No problem." I replied, then turned around as Tony came back out from the bathroom, looking better now without a soap mo-hawk.
"There! Is everyone happy now?" He asked, and we all nodded and smiled in response.
After that, we got everything packed and ready to go. I got my backpack, with the things I got from my final night run still in the bag. As we headed out and into the hallway toward the entrance, I found a pen with some ink still inside. As a measure of precaution, I took out the unwritten journal, ripped a page out, and wrote a short note saying, "This apartment has been searched. Unfilled tubs for washing are in one of the rooms, if needed. Hope to run into you soon, A.". I stuck it on the front door to the apartment building, then I picked up my stuff and headed out with everyone.
//Later...//
"Hey guys, check it out." Tony called back to us from ahead.
I looked up from the ground, as well as the others wherever they're eyes were, and to the place Tony was pointing at. A car repair shop? "You think there's a car inside that fully works?" I asked him.
He looked back to us momentarily then back to the repair shop. "There has to be, or at least a car that needs one or two things fixed." He replied.
"Well, it's better than nothing, let's check it out." Silvia said, and we all headed to the repair shop. As we approached the shop's doors, we noticed that they were open slightly. No signs of blood or animal scratches, but we wanted to make sure. I took out my baton, as the others got ready for kicking. I opened the door quickly then backed away...no animal came out. We looked inside, and saw so far no animals. But what we did see was what we wanted.
"Alright! We got ourselves a car!" Tony exclaimed happily, as we all exchanged happy expressions. There was a car that was in the air, held up by car jacks. The car itself looked to be in good conditions, no dents or such outer damage.
"Let's hope that nothing is wrong on the inside." Rebeca said.
"How are we going to lower it?" I asked. We all looked around until Rebeca found the controls to lower it. Thankfully there was power to lower it, but something seemed off about the constant buzzing that came from the car jacks. Before I could ask about that, the carjack controls sparked suddenly, and the carjacks quickly dropped the car. We all gasped and got out of the way as it dropped so harshly. Then something else happened: the car's alarm went off. It was loud, loud enough to be heard outside.
"That noise is going to attract predators! We need to find the keys and get out of here!" Tony yelled over the alarm, which we heard thankfully and nodded in response.
"Look around for the keys! They got to be on a board or in a drawer right?" Silvia suggested, then everyone started searching hastily.
"Hey guys? What number is it?" Rebeca asked, out of the blue sorta. We went over to where she was, and the question made more sense. There was a big board of keys, each one with a tag saying a different number. There were only a couple keys, but each were different shapes and sizes.
"I'll go check!" I said as I rushed back to where the cars were. I looked inside the car's window and saw the number which was 12. "Is there a 12?" I called out over the alarm. Just then I heard noises from outside...barking. The dogs were coming! "Guys! We need to go!” I added.
"I got it, number 12! Let's go!" Tony said as he and the girls followed. Tony opened the car and we piled in. I sat in the back with Silvia, and since Tony was able to reach the pedals, Rebeca got under and worked them instead. Tony put in the keys and turns the car on. I could feel all of us get excited with joy that this car still worked. But it was short lived, as the dogs had finally came and crashed through the door. They got up on their hind legs and barked and gnashing their teeth at our windows. Tony pulled out what looked to be a garage door opener, and pushed the button, as it opened the doors to let out big doors for the car. "Rebeca, hit gas pedal!" Tony said, and Rebeca did so, as the car drove out of the car shop. We headed up the road and kept going, not stopping for anyone or anything.
We all let out a sigh and relaxed. Me and Silvia sat back in our seats.
"Yes! Things are finally going our way!" Silvia exclaimed happily, and I nodded in agreement.
"Yep, it feels good. Hey Tony, how much gas does this car have?" I said as I looked over to him.
"Completely full! This should get us where we need to go!" Tony answered. Silvia let out a happy laugh, which made me smile, and probably Tony and Rebeca too. She was right, things were looking better for us.
"Hey, you two get some sleep back there, you could use it." Tony suggested. The mentioning of sleep made me yawn, as an answer from me saying that I would be taking that suggestion. I lay back in my seat more and close my eyes.
"Sweet dreams." I heard Silvia said, followed by a kiss on my forehead from her. I smiled lightly and quickly fell asleep. And so far, this was probably the best sleep I've had so far. Finally, I felt at peace with myself, and could get some better sleep.