Chapter 2
Sage and Poojer got back to the lair in the 2000 Oldsmobile Alero that Sage had been leasing. Poojer accidentally ate some peanuts and died. Like all vampires, Poojer was allergic to peanuts.
Sage dragged dev/null out of the trunk. He took him by the slippery toad leg and said "C'mon dude, get out of the trunk."
dev/null said "Bllarsasdsgdadag" because his tongue had been ripped off.
Sage said. "What? I can't understand you. What are you saying? Oh yeah, your tongue. Sorry."
"Bllasdfalsdjfsdag"
"This is going to get annoying". So Sage gave dev/null his tongue back. Somehow. He said "dev/null, what happened? We used to be friends. And then my Legion and your Legion just...drifted apart. Was it because I didn't invite Tom to my birthday party?"
"Well, that didn't help", said dev/null. "Thanks for the tongue back."
"It wasn't anything personal," said Sage. "I just wanted to keep it exclusive to werewolves, you know?"
"I understand," said dev/null, hopping out of the trunk. "But I'm sure you can understand why Tom was upset. You guys were close."
"Yeah, I guess so," said Sage. "I was a real jerk. I should apologize. For the birthday party and all this fighting. I just want things to be back the way they were. Say, would you care for some tea?"
"Sure," said dev/null, with a smile. "What have you got?"
"Oolong."
"Fine by me."
"How's your mother these days?"
"Oh, you know. The usual. She's convinced the maid is trying to poison her!"
"Ahh, Moms."
Sage and dev/null drank their tea in peace, staring deeply into the others' eyes. Things had certainly changed since that summer in Cabo - a change that was probably irrevocable, but neither was willing to let those words escape his lips. They thought about the passage of time and about how people change. And about their old friend Poojer. They sat and thought and drank their tea. They fell asleep a few minutes later, each knowing that life would never quite be the same.
To be Continued.....