NaNoWriMo 2013 Chapter 3

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Chapter Three: Bad News Travels Fast

It had been a few weeks since the bus station was destroyed in a storm. In that time, Denver had gotten more and more comfortable with sitting inside Knockout during movie night, and Knockout had gotten very familiar with the routine of 'meet Denver at the drive in on Wednesday, watch a few movies and make disparing comments about them the entire time, drive Denver to the diner up the road, make sure she gets inside safely, leave for the night'. This Wednesday, however, was different.

Today, Denver had met him at the drive in as usual, and had gotten into his passenger compartment as was normal, but throughout "Invasion of the Flesh Eating Zombies", she had remained silent, scowling down at her hands the entire time. She had not even reacted to Knockout making a quip about how he could see the zipper on one of the zombies. Not so much as a snorting laugh when one of the zombies had died at the hands of the hero who was weilding a shovel. This worried Knockout. Normally, Denver was quick to snark and point out logistical flaws in the movies, as well as laugh at things that seemed to be taking themselves far too seriously.

"Alright, Denver. What is bothering you so much that you would ignore zombies in favor of sulking?"

Denver scowled for a few moments before responding. "My idiot brother told me that he and I are moving. He has no idea where, yet, just that General Bryce wants him closer to some project my uncle, Bill, is working on. Probably out in the middle of nowhere, too, knowing my luck."

Knockout would have scowled darkly if he were not in alt mode. "But that would mean..."

Denver nodded. "Yeah. No more movie nights. Unless whereever Beau and I wind up in has a movie theater. I kind of doubt it, though. I do not want to move. I like it here. You are here, Knockout. I do not know if I will meet anyone I can mock B grade movies with wherever Beau and I wind up."

"If I knew I could get away with it, I would bring you to where I live, Denver. It is too risky, though. I will not put you in a situation where Starscream could find you, or worse, one of the Vehicons. Is there a way for you to get a communication device?" Knockout wondered out loud, sensors sweeping over the human teen as she frowned and thought.

"Do you mean like a cell phone? Because I have one. It just does not get service way out here." With that, Denver was digging through her pockets, before triumphantly removing a blue and black piece of plastic, metal, and glass. "It does work, but like I said, I get no signal out here, which works well for movie night."

"Excellent, darling. Just give me a few minutes to work my magic." With that, Knockout was hacking into the cell phone and the frequency it was on. Moments later, a text message arrived on the phone, which had Denver smiling once she read it.

"If I had known you could do that, I would have shown you my phone a lot sooner. I will do my best to not bug you constantly, Knockout. And I will also let you know where Beau and I wind up. I promise. Now what movie is following 'Invasion of the Flesh Eating Zombies'?"

Knockout checked the schedule before chuckling. "Earth Versus the Flesh Eating Swamp Beasts."

"... Flesh eating swamp beasts after a zombie flick? Oh, well. At least it is not sparkly vampires. I still do not know what they were thinking, showing that series of movies last month." Denver shook her head, getting comfortable in the passenger seat.

"I do not even try to comprehend humans most of the time, darling. If it was something that baffled even you, then I think it is best chalked up to the incredible ineptitude the majority of your species seems to possess." With that, Knockout and Denver were settling down to watch what looked like poorly made watery zombies mixed with what were apparently early nineteen sixties attempts at swamp monsters.