It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.
“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.
The sweet embrace ended too soon for Chip’s liking, but in such a peaceful state he didn’t want to let go at all, even though he knew he had to. He gazed back at Brooklyn with a calm, loving expression. “Oh sure. They’re probably wondering why you didn’t come back last night.” He said with an understanding nod. “You wanna go by yourself or think I should go too? It’s up to you Brook. I just hope that sore behind of yours doesn’t give you any trouble.” Chip added with a light chuckle.
Brooklyn thought about it for a short while. “I think you should come with me. Plus my butt is still sore so I’m gonna need a ride back to the castle so I don’t have to keep climbing up buildings just to get up there. Less leg movement. Heheh. As long as I don’t do too much, so I should be good by tomorrow night when I’m fully healed.”
Chip gave an understanding nod and rubbed the shoulder of the gargoyle’s jacket supportively. ”Heh, alright then. Your bike ought to be safe here so no need to worry.” He assured his friend and stood up from the couch, stretching both of his legs with a small growl. Chip then reached over and picked up Brooklyn’s loincloth that lay on a nearby table. “Here, can’t forget this.” He said and tossed it over to the gargoyle.
He took they loin cloth with one hand and applied it onto his pants, actually liking how this looked so far. “Thanks, Chip.” The gargoyle rubbed his bum again and while it still hurt, it didn’t make him wince as much as earlier.
“Cute growl you have there by the way.” He had to snicker a bit at that.
“Not as cute as you look in your biker getup.“ Chip teased right back with a grin. He watched as the gargoyle strapped the loincloth over his jeans and couldn’t help but take a good look at how Brooklyn’s outfit looked. The loincloth did suit him, but he couldn’t help but think that it somehow subtracted from the overall biker look. With a shrug he out the thought aside and grinned excitedly. “Ready to get going?“
“Definitely.“He nodded and headed over to the others bike, getting his helmet fastened and slowly sat on the seat, taking a deep breath once he got into the cushion. So far so good. Small signals of pain, but nothing overbearing.
Chip followed suit and swung his leg over the seat, sitting down in front of his companion. “This is probably gonna be uncomfortable most of the way, but I’ll try to take things gentle.“ He assured Brooklyn over his shoulder before firing up the engine. The bike started up with a familiar rumble, sending vibrations through both of their bodies as the wolf kicked the bike’s stand up and the roller door opened automatically. Together they rolled on out and drove off into the night, Chip taking care as he steered his trusty ride.
“Just don’t hit any bumps and we should be fine.” He smiled as he held onto the wolf man right before he started to drive into the night. Surprisingly it did not hurt as much as he thought it would, but there was small pained looks on his face, but other than that, the ride was very smooth.
“Okay. Take a left 2 blocks down and a right after a half mile. That would take us to the nearest building so I can glide my way to the nearest ledge.” Brooklyn said to the wolf after 20 minutes if then driving.
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