The dirt caking X's haphazardly sown costume did nothing to protect her from the cold morning air while she and Gary made their way towards what looked like an abandoned house in the distance. The young horror continued to stay ahead of X as the pair came closer and closer to it, but he still kept a two foot distance.
“In case you accidentally pinch my tail or something. It'd be bad for us both.”
He'd explained when she asked him as they walked. Well, while she walked and he skateboarded ahead. In truth, X was thankful for the horror mostly giving her some space; it gave her time to think. She couldn't wrap her head around why Gary wanted to go get Kal's help when his obvious dislike of the other horror was as visible as the green logo on his shirt. X wanted to ask this question, and was sure she would get a snide answer of some kind, but thought better of it. Whatever problem this Gary horror had with anyone in the park wasn't any of her business; she didn't want to be rude to the one person trying to help her at the moment.
Gary turned and shouted to X. A smile was apparent on his face, as though he'd accomplished some important feat. However, when he looked over at the house, and remembered it was Kal's dwelling to begin with, the young horror scowled and repeated himself in a much less excited manner.
He said again, this time rolling his eyes and letting the discontent show by wrinkling his brows and rubbing his temples. X beamed at the horror in return, happy to also have made it this far after everything she'd been through the night before and that morning, and she kept beaming a smile towards him even after he turned around, scowl still in place, and knocked on the old wooden door with a 13 spray painted in red. She wanted to tell him thank you in some way, but she wasn't sure just saying it would mean much to Gary; so she reached out for one of his circular horns before she had time to think and started to gently scratch it's side. By the time either party heard the footseps nearing the other side of the door, X now had an obsession with the texture of Gary's horns and Gary himself now knew just how green a Horror could blush.
“What did you do that for?!”
Gary shouted the moment the door swung open. A shirtless Kal with water dripping from his recently washed hair stared unamused at the pair.
“I don't know what you're talking about.”
Was Kal's response before shutting the door on them both immediately. Of course, this time it was X's turn to blush as pink as was humanly possible. Gary rolled his eyes and gently snatched his horns from X's costumed hands.
“Don't touch those, their uh, sensitive for us horrors.”
Gary explained before ringing the spider-shaped doorbell. Soon enough, Kal once again answered, this time in a cleaned up version of the blue shirt he wore last night; behind him, littering the floor, were various lengths of the same kind of shirt, in which each one seemed to have gone through some trauma to become as torn up as they were.
“Do you need something Gary? Oh, hello again X.”
Kal asked to what seemed be polite, but the sneer on his face and the clear lack of any empathy from his eyes told a different story.
“It's not like you to just drop in. So, yeah, go away.”
He said before he was about to close the door for a second time. Gary managed to prop it open with his board in order to keep the slightly taller of the two of them from closing it.
“You said you'd help this girl dude. You got to keep you word.”
Gary said matter of factly.
“I did keep my word, I took X to the nearest real exit. I never said I'd do anything more than that.”
Kal countered the shorter one's logic.
“That exit was broken, and not working, which means it doesn't count as the real exit right now!”
Double countered Gary.
“Look, I'm not asking for you to tag along, but at least let me see the Horrorland Underground Map. I know you have it. I can find an exit with it for X.”
“And maybe one for yourself too hmm?”
Kal was smirking; he knew talking about getting out of Horrorland always seemed to strike Gary's emotional chords.
“Maybe I am, that's not your business, anyway can I use it?”
Gary asked as he rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue; clearly becoming impatient.
“I don't really care what you want to use it for, but since I have it and that gets on your nerves, I'll help X out. You can go, do whatever it is you do. Well, maybe not that, don't you have to go sell tickets or something?”
Kal asked; roughly grabbing X's arm and pulling her into the house with him.
Gary was about to say something, and X was trying (if it wasn't for Kal's green hand covering her mouth), but eventually the younger horror smirked at Kal, showing off his oddly clean for a monster teeth.
“You go with Kal X. Like it or not you're safer with that sad sack. Meanwhile, I'll go look for exits on my board. Between the three of us, we'll cover more ground that way. If you two don't find anything, meet me at the Ferris Squeel before my shift in the evening. If I find one that isn't out of order, I'll let the two of you know. “
Gary bobbed his head in a nodding motion as if he was thinking as he was talking. X smiled at Gary, even though he couldn't see it, and happily nodded her agreement to the plan. Kal's version of yes was just removing his clawed hand from X and kicking Gary's board out of his doorway so he could shut the door.
Kal and X stood there staring at one another for a long while as X nestled herself next to the door; getting ready to go. Kal himself finally just blinked, walked towards a sofa and tv in the center of the shirt filled room; the walls themselves were plastered with fake cardboard cutout monsters and old inoperable animatronics that X didn't want to think about. Kal flipped on the tv and patted the seat next to him.
“I'm going to watch the news and eat first. You should get that ridiculous costume off while we're here too.”
Is all he said before turning on some strange channel with creatures similar to him talking about the weather. X sat down next to him and quietly undid the fake claws from her hands and feet. She, however, had grown fond of the hat and stubbornly chose to keep it atop her head despite the red flags it might raise if someone in Horrorland actually was trying to find her; so far she doubted it.
After a while, Kal left X to go into a room she assumed must have been a kitchen of some sort; since he came back with two sandwiches and a pair of flip flop sandals. “I used to wear these in the summer when I was a smaller horror, they should feet a human your age decently.” He offered, handing her both the sandwhich and the flip flops. The flip-flops were green in color and slightly too large; but much more easy to walk in than the monster claw slippers had been. The sandwich, on the other hand, contained things that X wasn't sure any human could ingest without becoming unbearably sick.
Kal finished his sandwich, then ate X's sandwich (she'd politely declined it), before finally stretching his legs and standing up, holding out five sharp grey claws to X.
“Take my hand and let's go,”
He offered. X nodded nervously and took his hand, careful not to touch the meticulously sharpened claws or razor-sharp pointed horns protruding downward from Kal's hair on each side. She, despite her nervousness around him, was truly happy to have his help. She only hoped he didn't mind helping her again too much; she didn't want to be a hassle but at the moment she needed help and she wasn't going to take no for an answer; if Gary taught her anything, it was that sometimes you have to be rude to make a point.
“I know a short cut to the next exit that might be working. Honestly, it's the busy season for us with all of these holidays so the exits always have one problem or another. The entrances do to, but those are less likely to kill a person.”
Kal admitted as the pair made their way down the path with many of the rides Kal grew up around: The Roller Ghoster, the Coffin Rides, the batting cages, and others he exitedly pointed to and talked about to X. It was like watching a kid talking about his hometown to her; of course, by technicality, that could be considered the case.
“Have you ever thought of leaving?”
She asked after a while.
He sighed, going back to that reserved careless person from the morning (as it turns out, he just doesn't like long hours or early mornings much. In other words, he's just not a morning person.) before for a second.
“No, I don't want anything to do with that part of my family. Humans, you can all rot. You do realize how stupid you all are as a race right? I mean, you got caught by what amounts to a giant human lizard and thrown into a cage with little more effort than what it takes to feed a gold fish.”
Kal explained as they neared the Roller Ghoster's hindmost cart. He expected the girl to give some lighthearted bullcrap answer but instead she just kept walking, a look on her face that clearly screamed she was thinking heavily about his opinion. The fact his opinion mattered to her, or well, anyone, itself made him kind of happy if he were to be honest.
“I think you're right.”
She said at last before they both seated themselves into the cart.
“Because I'm blindly getting into a roller coaster with a strange green monster I've put my trust in without any reason to do so, and I'm almost certain I'm not about to like what happens.”
X admitted before Kal gave her a sick-pleased smile and carefully buckled her in.
“Don't forget to unbuckle the third loop of the ride when you're at the top. It'll essentially feel like falling to your death but I promise, you won't die.”
He cackled before what X considered the scariest ride of her life occurred.