"What time should we bury him?"
"Scott, we don't talk about that stuff in public."
"Really? Nobody cares. I lived in New York for nineteen years. You could scream bloody murder, and nobody would ever care about what you were saying just as long as you shut up."
Scott and Sears were walking down the streets of Buffalo when Scott finished eating the wings and simply tossed them into the road for some car to eventually run over. When Sears's gaze met Scott's, he saw that he was covered in barbecue sauce and his hands looked like he was swimming in a vat of the stuff.
"Can we get you a napkin really quick?"
"No, I think I'm fine."
The duo walked aimlessly through the streets for some time before heading back to the group. Meanwhile in a separate plane of existence, BB, who was sitting in the coffin for what seemed like tens of centuries before he saw through a small slit in the sarcophagus that there was a man in this world of darkness. Who is that? No, it can't be. I saw... doesn't matter now. He's my only hope of getting out of here.
"Hey you!"
"What's this?"
The DA had come to meet the lowly BB. He had experienced many things over the course of those many days he'd spent wandering the darkness and after every few thousand miles of walking he would run into a new person who was trapped there. After some time, he came to the conclusion that this must be some form of purgatory but if you asked the DA, he would say it as a form of heaven because he met so many interesting people and learned many little things.
"No way!"
"I thought I wouldn't ever have to see your face again after I beat you half [redacted]."
"Yes, taunt me all you like but I figured out how to help us get out of here."
"Really? Now what makes you think that I'd ever want to leave here?"
BB could barely see as the DA circled the stone coffin with a shiny smile on his face. All he could think about was how he was a dying mouse in the desert begging a vulture to help him.
"Because we're going to be here for eternity if you don't let me out."
"And here you go trying to sweettalk me into doing all this for you! How weird. How... pathetic."
He's confident. I need to play on his ego and to get him to get me out of here.
"Well, even if I'm not let out, I can still beat you in round two because of one simple fact, none of mine were as weak as yours."
The ego of the DA came front and center as he then lifted the stone top and tried to punch BB, but he was expecting this. He pushed a thumb into the DA's eye before running away. He's got to come in at one time or another.
"What did I say? A few thousand years and all of that attitude goes away."
"Get away from me!"
"Or what? You're going to do something about it?"
"So, this is the man in charge? You planned on hitching a ride out of here without me?"
The DA walked from the darkness with a casual movement like he was going out that night for a party and he wasn't locked in purgatory for eternity. His blue suit reminded BB of Scott's and he wore that same old pyrite smile. Some part of him had felt scared at the presence of this entity but he could only wonder about this world.
"Who are you?"
"So, he isn't here naturally?"
The monster that had caged BB was left dumbfounded at the DA's presence. He immediately summoned a book that was the size of BB's torso before he opened it and flipped through the pages furiously.
"How? You never died. Immortals never die and you're not one, but you never did. How did this happen?"
"He never died...?"
"I never died?"
The DA's false enthusiasm had come in as they found themselves in a strange form of a Mexican standoff. The three hated one another but they hated their current position in the world.
"Well, since he never died, plus this place has only one exit, that means that there's only one way you're going."
"So I guess we're going to be heading down?"
"You know what they say, two wrongs make a right, the two of you are going up."
A minor part of BB's soul wandered what he would do if he had decided just to send the DA. But BB needed to figure out the way to ditch the DA before making his way to Earth. There was something going on in the back of the DA's mind and he and BB both knew that there was no way that they would be able to escape without the other's help and there was absolutely no chance in the world that they would be able to ever escape with the other in tow.
"I wonder if in the great beyond they can put some meat on those bones."
"Yeah, and I'll see if you want to get baptized again. I hear that makes everything magically okay."
The two had a deep loathing of one another's existence and whatever lay beyond would show them the truth of the extra's being.
"Seriously, you should try these wings. Best thing I've ever had. It's probably better than Backtown's surplus that we gave you guys."
"Wait, you gave the army the surplus?"
"Yeah, what does it matter? We just gave you donations and everything that we didn't like."
The mercenary slammed Scott into the wall previous to Scott dropping the wings that he seemed to be grabbing out of nowhere to slug Sears in the side of the face.
"Listen man, I tried to tell them, but they wouldn't listen."
Scott was the leading cause of the surplus plan. Sears placed his right hand on his jaw and remembered something he hadn't felt in some time, pain.
"Listen, we can have a street fight, or we can go back to the cabins and have a good rest of the afternoon."
Erstwhile the boys were out messing around in the large village on the river eating large amounts of kitchen wings, they saw that there was something off in their rooms. Mistress found something off that is. Alexandria had not a clue what listening devices were and when she had spoken with Mistress about the weird wires that had been left in their cabinets, she had a less than calm reaction.
"Where did you find that again?"
"In the cabinet."
Like a bullet, the girls were off on their own little adventure. Joey, meanwhile, was watching a show that he really enjoyed, it was called Twin Peaks.