RR2 Ch2

Chapter2

Everything was quiet, only the sound of the ticking from the large grandfather clock towers that looked like the station clocks on the poles.  In the residential inn Debbie was the first one to wake up, being the early bird she is, and got up to make breakfast.  She stopped thought, first to look at herself in her new slightly snug nightgown, and secondly to remember that breakfast was being supplied by the inn.  Sitting back on her bed Debbie sighed as she looked outside the window.  Everything was so calm and peaceful, such a drastic difference from just a few days ago.  It was a good day yesterday, watching the baker make fresh bread, talking to old friends, and buying a night gown that she only put on after everyone fell to sleep, still slightly embarrassed about how it’s snug fit showed several of her large curves.  Yet the silence was boring Debbie out of her mind, she wanted someone to talk to.
“Wake up Walson, Wake up.” Debbie said as she shook Walson’s shoulder.
“EIGHTY EIGHT MILES PER HOUR!” Walson yelled as he leaped up in his bed like a spooked cat.  Debbie only chuckled at Walson’s frightened expression saying, “you are certainly jumpy in the morning.”
Walson was spooked but sat down, his expression still plenty tired.
“What is it Debbie?” Walson moaned as Debbie covered her body with her wings, slightly embarrassed about her nightgown’s snug fit.
“I just wanted to talk to you about something.” Debbie said, trying to start a conversation before Walson fell asleep, “about,  how you… uh… like…”
“Your nightgown?” Walson asked, slightly in a sleep induced daze.
“Yes, how do you like my new nightgown?” Debbie replied, wishing that she didn’t say that being slightly afraid of the answer.
“I like it” Walson replied, “I think it suits you, but it would help if I wasn’t so blasted tired.”
Debbie perked up as she asked “you like it?”
“Well, more likely  ye..” Walson was cut off when Debbie embraced him in a large hug saying “thank you, I am glad you like it.”
Walson was confused why he was getting hugged for saying he liked her gown, but his eyelids became drastically heavy, as Debbie’s soft body just seemed to act like a mattress.
Debbie then heard Walson snore, she then blushed realizing what just happened, but didn’t let go of him as she held him as if he was a teddy bear and then finally fell to sleep.

Meanwhile, Vio was outside of Gear Mountain working on the Divine Intervention, more specifically the caboose, Sparky was helping him, even through his large glasses you could see the bags form under his eyes.
“Man has this baby been through the wringer” Sparky said as he worked on the strange cannon inside the caboose, “I swear, this rail gun has probably been through more abuse than that fifty caliber revolver you keep in your cloak.”
“As long as you can fix it that’s fine with me” Vio replied as he used his shadow powers to fix the large dents in the sides of the cars.
“I can’t just fix it” Sparky said with a large sleep deprived smile “I can make it better.”
“I don’t care” Vio said pulling out the last dent “just fix it.”
“Alright, but it’s going to be a little rushed because I need to leave soon.’
Vio looked at Sparky with a curious look saying, “why is it that you’re always going somewhere.”
“Just one of my many quarks” Sparky said “I just like to keep moving.”
“Don’t you ever get tired of it” Vio said “constantly moving, going to places.  I mean, there’s going to be a point where you have been everywhere.”
“That’s the plan” Sparky said as he tweaked the rail gun.
“Finished” Sparky said as he closed the panel on the gun “with the adjustments to the generator the gun will be ready to fire with about a days worth of charging but the new batteries can hold enough power for around two shots, maybe three if you try and squeeze them dry, just make sure you let the gun cool down for about an hour before shooting again.”
“Why is that?” Vio asked
“Well, the barrel will either warp or explode by the heat of the electricity,” Sparky replied as he hopped out of the caboose.
Vio then started fixing the rest of the caboose as Sparky walked of to his giant hundred-story clock tower.  That was when Shosk, still clad in pajamas, ran out of the mountain and to Vio.
“Nice jamies” Vio chuckled at Shosk’s clothing.
“Shut it” Shosk said, “this is no laughing matter, you need to leave right this moment.”
“Why is that, it’s not like we are being attacked or anything, right.” Vio replied in a non-shallot manner.
“Yes we are Vio” Shosk replied in a serious tone.
Vio looked at Shosk and said, “alright, my crew isn’t going to like this, so I better off not disturb there sleep.”