Sagebear had ceased howling for some time after Shark cried all his tears. Now she merely lay her head on his chest as he lay back, returning to his stargazing. In return, Shark rubbed her soft, plump belly.
“You’re such a good dog, Sagebear,” he murmured to her when he glanced down at her. Sagebear clearly appreciated this compliment, given the way her tail began thumping against his leg.
Now Shark wondered what was the exact reason Annette left her behind. Before he could ask her, though, he was distracted by his parents running up to him.
“Boy! Oh, there you are!” Dennis leaned himself against the railing, catching his breath. “We’ve been looking all over for you!”
Shark carefully sat up now. “You have? Why?”
“Why?! What do ya mean, why?!” Blaise didn’t seem too angry, just a bit frazzled. “Ya weren’t in yer bed when we went to check on ya, and neither was the dog!”
Dennis slid down to sit in front of his son. “We know it would’ve been better to wait until the morning, but I just felt like we needed to find you right at this time.”
“You guys didn’t have to worry about me,” Shark said as he pet Sagebear on the head. “I wasn’t going to do anything drastic.”
“Yes, but we didn’t know that!” Dennis said as Blaise took a seat next to him. “But since we know you’re all right now, I suppose we should discuss a few things with you…”
The longer Sinbad was at that particular club, the more worried he was going to be when he got home. Pulling his phone out again, he dialed the apartment.
Now, Marc actually did pick up the phone, given it was he that answered.
“Hullo?” He sounded tired, leading Sinbad to wonder if he’d been sleeping.
“Hey, bro,” Sinbad said to him as he tried to ignore the commotion rising behind him. “Sorry if I woke you up, but I gotta ask: Do I got work tomorrow?”
On the other line, Sinbad heard Marc groaning, and the sound of paper rustling.
“You don’t have work, it looks like,” he said when he picked up the receiver again. “So…I don’t know what you’re doing, but be home soon, all right?”
“Got it. ‘Night, bro.” Hanging up, Sinbad turned back to the dance floor.
He was then stopped by a sight he hadn’t seen in some time:
“Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me…”
Annette was positively amazed at the influence Elvira had over the nightclub.
The moment she said her name, the bouncer indeed let her through without asking any questions. She entered a gorgeous interior, with music blasting through the speakers.
“These people really know how to party-” She stopped herself when she noticed a familiar mane of crimson hair.
Rubbing her eyes to make sure she wasn’t dreaming, Annette took a few steps toward him. As she did so, he became progressively more displeased at seeing her.
“You’re probably a mirage in tacky as hell club gear, but…Sinbad?”
He didn’t answer her. What he did do was start running, forcibly pushing her aside. Before she could call out to him again, he shoved a few other club-goers on his way out of the establishment.
“Sinbad! Sinbad, come back!” Annette tried to give chase, but he was well beyond the park area by the time she reached the street.
When he was gone from her view, Annette slumped down to the ground. Behind, a couple of cars whizzed by, clearly in some kind of drag race.
She sat there for a while, apparently lost and confused. No one around her bothered to help her up.
Pulling herself back up, Annette then dragged herself over to a nearby park bench. Closing her eyes, she lay back and went to sleep.
As she drifted off, she told herself she could continue her search tomorrow morning.
The next morning, Shark was busy packing clothes for him and Sagebear.
From what he’d been told last night, Dennis and Blaise decided to turn their honeymoon into a family vacation.
Shark was certainly up for going somewhere nice. As he packed now, he could hear his parents speaking to Alma and Dudley about the house.
“Just make sure to pick up any mail that comes by while we’re gone, all right? Here are the keys if the two of you need to leave anything,” Dennis said as he spoke to his brother.
“And Blaise,” Alma piped up, “if there’s any women in Bridgeport that might be my type, let me know, all right?”
Blaise laughed a little before responding with, “Will do.”
Focusing back to his task at hand, Shark stuffed all his folded clothes into a gym bag. Then went in Sagebear’s outfits, along with a few of her favorite toys. He then zipped the bag up, and joined his parents.
“‘Kay, we’re ready to go,” he said as Sagebear clambered out to the car.
After the last plans were laid out, Dennis and Blaise joined Shark and Sagebear. They waved goodbye to Alma and Dudley as the car backed out onto the road.
Shark turned around and stared out the back window as they drove out of Twinbrook. He didn’t know just how long he was going to be gone, so he wanted to see it before he forgot what it looked like.