The black mustang convertible roared into Cyrrous' One Stop Fast Shop.
"Oh fucking sweet!" said Jason Madinger
from the passanger seat when he realized where he was being taken. "You should
have just said you were taking me to Cyrrous' place!"
Long Barrel Darrel raised an eyebrow
from behind his mirrored aviator glasses, "you've heard of Cyrrous' before?"
"Fuck yeah, man," said Madinger, who was
starting to squirm in his seat, "this place is the shit."
"Good, then I don't have to deal with
the formalities. Jacquie took me for the first time about a week ago."
"The first time?" asked Madinger as he
quickly got out of the car before LBD had even turned off the engine. "Damn, he
was holding out."
"No kidding. I've been back here almost
every day since."
"Really, doing what?"
"Shooting."
"Fuck, yeah," said Madinger as they
entered the store. LBD smiled from beneath his mustache.
The little bell on the door rang as the
two Gun Bearers entered. Cyrrous was behind the counter reading US Daily and
listening to some foreign music that sounded bad to LBD's ears. Madinger ran
his hand through his hair and pushed some of it behind his ear. Cyrrous looked
up from his magazine.
"What is the goings on, boys," said
Cyrrous.
"What's popping, you old fuck?" asked
Madinger.
In a flash, Cyrrous had his magazine
rolled into a weapon and beat Madinger in the face with it as he walked past
the counter.
"Ow, fuck!"
"Show some respect to your elders you
worthless peon!"
LBD walked in behind Madinger. He
grabbed a toothpick from a little dispenser at the edge of the counter. He
lowered his glasses and looked at Cyrrous. Cyrrous didn't say anything to him
he just reached under the counter and pulled out some keys. He threw the keys
to LBD, who caught them in the air.
The pair walked to the back of the store
and opened the door. They walked through a narrow hallway. At the end of the
hallway was a door. They stopped two feet from the door. LBD bent down and
stuck a key into a dusty lock that was flush against the floor. Once he turned
the key he lifted it and a square door opened up.
Under the Fast Stop was a fully
constructed shooting range. Madinger and LBD smiled at each other. All afternoon
they fired revolvers, lever action pistols, semi-automatic pistols, machine
pistols, submachine guns, machine guns, assault rifles, battle rifles, sniper
rifles, single barrel shotguns, and double barrel shotguns. LBD shot an Elephant
gun. Madinger shot a grenade launcher. Then LBD shot a Gatling gun. They smiled
and they laughed as they shot these guns. They smiled as the fired these
instruments of death. They saw an imaginary bloodbath in front of them. They
imagined this together. And in that imaginary bloodbath, these two Gun Bearers,
bonded.
