Reunion
Fuck it. It's none of your business what secrets they pass, right? Just because you're invisible doesn't mean you have to be a nosey bastard.
You make your way back to the table where Wolfman is just sitting down beside the Frankensteins, wondering not for the first time why the government never thought to make you a secret spy agent. They trusted that fucking incredible Mr. Limpit guy! He was a fish, for Christ's sake! A fish! Why the hell didn't they consider an invisible man for the job? But alas, you come to the realisation that the government is stupid and ignores opportunities all the time.
You reach the table lay a hand on Wolfman's shoulder. "Hey, Wolfman," you say.
Wolfman damn near jumps out of his seat. "Jesus Christ, Invisible! Don't fucking do that to me!!"
"Sorry," you say. It seems you always have to apologize for being invisible. It's not like you asked to be invisible. Damn it, that pisses you off.
"Get me a beer, would you?" You ask.
"Get it your damn self." He replies.
"You know they won't serve me." You tell him.
He sighs and stands up. "All right," he says, "But you're buying me one too."
"Fine," you say, slapping a five into his open palm.
As the Wolfman walks up to the bar you hear the Creature from the Black Lagoon laughing loudly and uncontrollably beside Dracula who only shakes his head. They make their way back to the table just as a group of four blonde headed children enter and make their way to the bar.
You make your way back to the table where Wolfman is just sitting down beside the Frankensteins, wondering not for the first time why the government never thought to make you a secret spy agent. They trusted that fucking incredible Mr. Limpit guy! He was a fish, for Christ's sake! A fish! Why the hell didn't they consider an invisible man for the job? But alas, you come to the realisation that the government is stupid and ignores opportunities all the time.
You reach the table lay a hand on Wolfman's shoulder. "Hey, Wolfman," you say.
Wolfman damn near jumps out of his seat. "Jesus Christ, Invisible! Don't fucking do that to me!!"
"Sorry," you say. It seems you always have to apologize for being invisible. It's not like you asked to be invisible. Damn it, that pisses you off.
"Get me a beer, would you?" You ask.
"Get it your damn self." He replies.
"You know they won't serve me." You tell him.
He sighs and stands up. "All right," he says, "But you're buying me one too."
"Fine," you say, slapping a five into his open palm.
As the Wolfman walks up to the bar you hear the Creature from the Black Lagoon laughing loudly and uncontrollably beside Dracula who only shakes his head. They make their way back to the table just as a group of four blonde headed children enter and make their way to the bar.