Well for every post where I get to be awesome, a post where I get my ass kicked shall follow shortly after. That seems to be how things work around here.
So Kenny has a better account of what happened but to sum it all up, I had the pleasure of meeting the Cold Boy. The son of a bitch decided to say hello by chucking an icicle into my right shoulder and freezing my legs. In hindsight, trying to take a Fear that I know jackshit about head on was probably not one of my better ideas, but that is beside the point. I thought I was screwed until Kenny smashed his staff into the little bastards face and shattered it. I got to admit, that kid has developed one hell of a swing.
Luckily that made the ice melt, which made me bleed…a lot. What Kenny failed to mentioned was that he putting pressure on my wound while I was swerving along the road. God, it was a miracle we weren’t pulled over.
Anyway, Kenny decided to continue on his journey after this. Where ever that may be. It wasn’t bad having him around. He was pretty good guest and it was fantastic to finally have some company around here. I got to admit, the whole master/apprentice thing was kinda’ fun too, and it looks like it has done him a bit of good.
We had breakfast at Denny’s, went and got him an internet card, and I drove him far enough to get past all of the construction on the highway before we parted ways. We said our goodbyes, did one of those classic anime friendship handshakes and wished each the best of luck.
On a side note I slipped him some cards, just as a little memento ( some with silly symbolism, some with awesome pictures):
I hope you enjoy them Kenny.
The strangest thing was that yesterday, I found an envelope at my doorstep. Given my track record with things being left on my doorstep I was kind of hesitant to open it. Once I got up the nerve to do so, I saw that inside was $1000 along with a note:
For your trouble. Thanks for keeping an eye on him.
- A friend.
As surprising and confusing as this was, I am certainly not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. So to whoever left me that, thank you.
So where does that leave me? Well, it’s back to my normal (and I use that word loosely) life, tending to my arm, and preparing for whatever may come my way. It’s kinda’ funny, once you realize how nice it is to have a guest, this place feels lonelier once they leave. But fear not, I have Mr. Painkillers to keep me company. They always know how to pull through when I need them the most.
You know, I think I’m forgetting something but I have no idea what.
Huh, oh well.