The Intangible Starslip Chapter 12So, there I was, standing with an arm in front of the man who hospitalized my dad and killed Dad's best friend, trying to protect him from someone that looked like he'd stepped out of a horror movie. Because of how cold it was in the giant freezer we were all standing in, I couldn't just phase Dom and myself out of the room. And I COULD try my luck in just running for the door, but even if I managed it, I'd have to leave Dom to get cut up into tiny little pieces. And, while part of my mind reasoned that he'd get what he deserved, it wasn't my job to judge him, and I wasn't about to sit back and let someone die.
"Down!" I yelled, grabbing Dom and hauling him down and behind a table as Cleaveland actually picked one up and hurled it at us, instead sending it smashing against the wall. Once we were down, I whispered to Dom "Where the hell did Fonzie get a henchman like THAT?"
"He's no ordinary henchman," Dom whimpered, still clutching the right side of his abdomen where Fonzie had stabbed
The Intangible Starslip Chapter 11Y'know, at this point, I'd just like to say how thankful I am that the objects I'm holding stay with me while I'm flying underground. Having my phone's GPS guide me as I go is a huge help. Otherwise, no matter how well I knew this city, I just know I'd be screwing up where I was coming out when I go topside. That said, I WOULD like to point out that, when I come up, I don't just pop out of the ground. I come up slow, so that I don't come out in the wrong place or freak someone out...most of the time.
Unfortunately, this was not one of those times. My mind was occupied with getting home quick, so I didn't think to come up slow. So, when I thought I was under my room, I came up quick. Instead, I phased up through the kitchen table, right in front of poor Scotty, and freaked him out, causing him to fall out of his chair. Thank God he wasn't eating or drinking, or I'd be in SO much trouble.
"Sorry, sorry!" I cried, touching down onto the ground. "My bad."
"I-I'm okay, really!" Scotty repli
The Intangible Starslip Chapter 10I'm not exactly sure when it was that I went to sleep Friday night, or how I eventually found myself in my pajamas. All I know is that I woke up Saturday morning with my face aimed at my window, and had to block out the sight of it with my hand. My eyes and throat felt a little sore, and I was feeling a bit depressed. I could also feel that my stomach was kinda empty, which is probably why I woke up to begin with. So, I turned over to get out of bed...and there, sitting in my chair, watching over me, was my dad.
"D-Dad!" I exclaimed, suddenly phasing out of bed and falling into the basement before floating back up into my room.
Dad just grinned like an idiot at this. "Someday, I'm gonna record you doing that, so that you can appreciate the hilarity of it."
"You're home!" I yelled, ignoring his statement and grabbing him in a big hug. "The doctors let you out?!"
"...No, I made a daring escape," Dad joked. "They said I was fine to come home, as long as I didn't try doing anything too phy
The Intangible Starslip Chapter 9I sighed pretty hard, looking down at the streets as I flew overhead in my temporary costume. It was DEFINITELY a good call on Scotty's part to add leggings under the skirt, and I was glad my official one would have them too. At least five times in that first day out on the job, I'd managed to catch perverts trying to get up-skirt shots of me. I would've been far angrier about that if I didn't find it so sad. Also, if I'm being perfectly honest with myself, if it were Olette flying around with me on the ground...yeah, probably would be doing the same.
I came to a stop in mid-air as I spotted some activity below: A black car speeding along Main Street with cops having some trouble catching it. As I flew in closer, I could hear the sound of gunfire, and it became clear that the people in the car were shooting at the police cars chasing after them. I dropped down to one of the cars, making my body intangible. After a few moments, one of the guys in the car noticed me. I gave a motion for
The Intangible Starslip Chapter 8It was Friday afternoon, the day after Dad was sent to the hospital from the car explosion. Thank God, after everything that happened, I was allowed to take the day off from school, meaning I didn't have to deal with it on top of everything else. I was sitting alone in my room, trying to do my homework for the weekend that my teacher had e-mailed to me. The key word of that sentence, though, was TRYING, since I was maybe just a little bit distracted by Mack's death and the fact that my dad was still in the hospital. I'd talked to Mack's sister, Tasha, after getting up that morning. She and the family were still in shock, making trying to work out the details of the funeral a little hard. Probably wouldn't be for at least a week.
I'd traded texts with Scotty, having gotten his number from Olette. He was making REALLY good time, but the costume wouldn't be ready for another day or two. And even though that meant having to wait a maximum of 48 hours, I was feeling too impatient to wait. W
The Intangible Starslip Chapter 7Olette and I wasted zero time getting to the hospital after that phone call. One of the benefits of being able to fly and become intangible was that I could just pass through the sewer system and come out in the hospital's general vicinity, all while Olette held on for dear life. How I managed to keep focused enough to let her come along for the whole ride is a mystery to me, as is how I was able to avoid knocking over every last doctor and nurse in the emergency wing of the hospital when we got there.
"Kenneth Doyle?!" I yelled, running up to the front desk.
"You're his daughter?" the receptionist asked, getting a nod. "I'm the one who called you at your home. Doctor Bing was just in to check on-"
"Miss Doyle?" a voice called, Olette and I turning to face a doctor as he came out of a room. "I'm Doctor Bing. I'm the one who's been tending to your father since he got here."
"How is he?" I demanded.
"Well, he's still unconscious," Doctor Bing explained, removing his glasses to clean them