Ride The Train

I like riding on a train I'm not currently incarcerated on. Its sad I have to put that stipulation on there, but my life is sad what can I say! I like just the thump of train wheels, and the joy of going someplace different, even if its someplace you've been a lot you don't know maybe it all got painted pink, or blown up, or everyone now looks like a chicken (these are not suggestions cruel universe please don't do them to me).  The other ncie thing about train travel is that if you pay enough you can have a private room that you can then sleep in during a longer trip.  Supringly Nidet had done just this (whoever he stole the tickets or the money from I'll never know/never care about).  It was nice to be traveling in style even if it meant being stuck with Nidget. I was actually resting comfortably when the train stopped.

"Are we there already?" My mouth had a taste I'd rather not put to words, needless to say, it was nasty.

"No I heard someone say there is something on the tracks."

"Great now we'll be delayed." I went to go back to sleep when I heard the distinct sound of a weapon being fired.

"Was that a gunshot?" Nidget is hilarious in his naiveness.

"Either that or the oddest sounding fart I've ever heard." Nidget looked at me sour, and then fetched his crossbow from a nearby bag.

"You know they have pistols even for shorties."

"They aren't as reliable as my crossbow."

"Let me guess you fired a pistol once and it hurt your hand and so you'll never do it again."

"Won't even dignify that with a response." I chuckeled to myself and moved to the door leading out of our room.

"Why are you being cautious?"

"Because there could be people on the other side of the door."

"That doesn't mean you have to be cautious, we'll just bust out and kill them dead."

"Done a lot of that Nidget? Just busting out of a door and killing people dead."

"Well I've heard thats how some people do it." I looked at him crossly and then the door opened and guns were shoved in our faces.

"Come quietly or die." I tell you its the worst part about arguing about going out of a door, someone else always ends the argument in a way you don't want it ended!