Tattoo Trouble

Mus wandered the halls of haven, looking for someone to go with him to play pool and get a few dews. He knocked on the door to the lioness’s suite, and waited. Finally Genesis opened it, and after proposing his plans for the evening, Gen readily agreed, needing a night out away from the house. They ganged up on Disco, convincing him to take a night off and join them, but he said he would only go if Jade went too, so they shanghaied him.

They found a nice little out of the way bar, run by a group of Stan and Kai clones. They walked into the “In and Out Bar and Grill” and took a look around. This place had pool tables, karaoke set up, a dance floor, and anything else a guy could want on a night out getting smashed. Zev and Xev waitresses moved from table to table taking orders, and the boys were approached by a Stan who escorted them to an open pool table, and set them up with cues, and a rack for the balls. Mus and Disco proceeded playing, while Genesis ordered them all a round of Dews. Jade found them chairs and dragged them to the table, watching, learning the game quickly.

A couple hours later, they had downed fifteen dews between them, and were thoroughly plastered. Disco, trying to be his normal serious self, tried to lecture the others about the correct angle to shoot the ball, and launching the cue ball off the table totally, and landing it in Jade’s mug. Jade looked cross eyed down into his cup, then back up at his brothers.

“Uhhh…Disco…you mished.” Mus and Genesis started laughing their rears off when a short haired Zev walked over to Jade and sat in his lap. The girl started whispering in his ear, and Jade blushed as brightly as any Kai could, and jumped out of his seat. The girl landed on the floor on her rear, and pouted, thudding Jade hard, prompting even louder and heartier laughter out of his brothers.

“Hey boys, I gots an idea,” Genesis slurred out, as he sunk his last ball. (No not that type, get your head out of the gutter) “I wanna get a tattoo. Kinda like my lioness’s birthmark. Ya know?”

“Uh-uh. My Angel would totally kill me dead dead if I did that brother.” Disco lamented, “Jade too.”

“Hey, I’m up for it.” Mus volunteered. “I think Ari would love to see something on this body.”

They dropped their empty glasses, and paid the tab, heading out the door, and down the street, singing the Brunnen G fight song at the top of their lungs.

A few blocks down the road, and several choruses later, they came across a small shop called “Kai’s Ink Stain”. It looked clean, though dimly lit, and they sauntered in, Jade’s arm draped over Disco’s shoulder, barely able to walk. It seems they found a little 24-7 convenient shop, and bought two whole twenty four packs of Dew. Behind the counter sat a Kai wearing a buzz cut with tattoos covering almost all his body. Genesis and Mus argued over who should go first, and Genesis won. They went into the back, and reappeared an hour later, with Genesis grinning from ear to ear.

“It’s perfect. Thanks a lot Tat.” He shook his hand, offering him a Dew, half of which was already gone. Tat downed 4 in quick succession, never having had it before. Mus grabbed him and drug him into the back, making him do his tattoo.

This time it took a lot longer, and Mus hobbled out. After spending hours with TatKai drinking and carousing, the boys returned home, where their ladies awaited, not very happy with them being out so late.

Disco and Jade promptly scooped up angel, and took her to the bedroom, each intending to placate her in their own way. Gen and Mus looked at each other, and grinned, raising their sleeves to show their surprises to their ladies. And each woman reacted very very differently, let me tell you.

Ketana started to yell at Genesis until she saw what he had tattooed on his bicep. It was a match to her birthmark, except, instead of a sword, to represent his own heritage, he had a brace placed.

Arania’s reaction was quite the opposite, she had been eager to see what her clone had gotten, but once she saw it, a stream of profanities poured out of her mouth that made even Genesis and Ketana’s jaws drop in shock. There, he had a blue lightening bolt, with a name inside. In the tattoist’s drunkenness, he had put the name “ARABIA” instead of the name Mus had asked for, and Arania was irate, to put it mildly. Her faced turned purple in her anger.

“You have done some stupid things before, but this tops it.” (we won’t give examples right now dear readers, but trust the author that these moments do exist, perhaps in the future they will come to light) “Getting drunk, getting a tattoo, and getting it done by a DEWED UP KAI NONETHELESS!!”

As her voice rose in volume and octaves, Ketana and Genesis took a look at each other, and beat feet for their room, too smart to hang around, as they noticed a distinctive white light entering their friend’s eyes. Wind whipped around the room as she continued her tirade at the cowed man before her.

“You will get that fixed, or taken off, or you will be sleeping in with the theta’s pets for a MONTH!”

A few days later, a knock sounded on Arania’s door, and she opened it to see a huge bouquet of roses standing there. She stepped back, letting Mus in. Her eyes narrow, she looked him over.

He stood there in a muscle shirt, looking at the floor. He slowly turned, showing her his arm. There the lettering was properly fixed . It read his beloved’s name, and he hesitantly looked to her. She stood there stoic, fighting off a rising thud, letting him think the worst for a long moment before slowly letting a smile cross her beautiful features. He let out a long slow breath of relief. She was pleased.

She was so pleased in fact, she shut the door behind her and made up to him for the days of anger. (we will not go into details of that right now dear readers, but we will save it for some cold Friday afternoon, when we all need cheer and warmed up)

Many hours later they reappeared, once more the happy and harmonious pair as norm for them.