Sam's Earth: Detroit

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

Leeroy had learned his lesson.

Never, ever swap the memory cards on Jeimu's PlayStation 2. And don't hide the one that had all her DDR save games on it.

She'd sworn up a storm and then opened up a portal in the living room and kicked him through it. Now he was here, in a strange bar in a strange city. He didn't feel too concerned, Mu would bring him back when she decided he deserved to set foot on Newfoundland again.

But while he was here there was only one thing to do.

"What d'ye got fer beers, b'y?" he asked the bartender.

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[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

He walked over to the dispenser and helped himself to several towels. He used these to grab the thing and extricate it from the windshield.

"Ew," he said, placing its remains in the nearby trash bin and picking up the squeegee to clean off the rest of the gunk. "That was some nasty."

[i_salted_dean]

"I've never seen a bee that big." She glanced at the readout on the gas pump and flexed the trigger slowly, making the pump go 'whirrrr-clunk' a few times as she reached the number of gallons she wanted.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"Me either," he said, rubbing the squeegee across the windshield vigorously. "Didn't look like much of a bee either. Apart fromt th' yellow gunk."

[i_salted_dean]

Sam paused in the process of putting the nozzle back on the pump, then closed the gas cap and went to fish the squished corpse from the trash and look at it.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

Leeroy leaned over her shoulder, watching as Sam peeled back the paper towel.

"So what is it?" he asked her quietly.

[i_salted_dean]

"Two big bees." She blushed and dropped it back in the trash.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"Oh. And here I was thinkin' that it was somethin' special."

He chuckled to himself and opened the passenger door, looking at Sam.

"Ready t' go?"