Anya Annetsun
Once in Brooklyn
***
– Bito. – Coward put the jack of spades on top of the Loser's three tens.
The loser chuckled.
– Loser, damn it. Whoever is lucky in the game will not be lucky in love. The loser said that and burst out laughing.
The coward bared his teeth:
“Soothe yourself with that, dear.
The bastard at this time was cleaning weapons and not paying attention to the other two friends, humming something to himself.
Suddenly they heard screams in the street.
– SHADOW! SHINE! YES SHADOW HELLO! YES HELLO LIGHT! shouted the crowd.
The coward looked out the window and said in bewilderment:
– Here some folk heroes showed up.
– Oh, let's go and see! – The loser grabbed a revolver from the table, and dragging Coward along with him, went out. The bastard continued to sit in silence.
Two men walked along the central alley of a suburb of New York, surrounded by a crowd of people. An incredibly bright and beautiful girl, and next to her is a prim, sedate, but young man.
The coward recognized her at once.
– Hey, Loser! This is the same woman that we robbed three years ago in Brooklyn!
– Hey, exactly! The loser lifted his glasses, so that the windows were fogged up at once.
– Let's go quickly, tell the Bastards! Let's make him laugh!
Coward and Loser scrambled and ran back into their kind of garage – their secret headquarters.
Friends vying with each other began to tell the Bastards about what they saw.
The bastard was furious.
He did not like it when the victims of his attacks were raised from the dead or raised higher than they deserved in his opinion.
– It seems that a new business is brewing! – The bastard smiled maliciously. – Let's finish her off! “The bastard passed the verdict, in a voice that could not tolerate objections.
The two friends nodded.
***
SHADOW AND LIGHT have dined on Earth today. It was SHADOW's idea to finally show LIGHT to people, their fans. And he was pleased with the way she was received. I liked the light in the restaurant, it was very tasty. Nice music played and in general the evening was wonderful.
SHADOW was like a superhero to humans, like Batman or Spider-Man. He was outlawed, but people idolized him.
The SHADOW pulled people out of trouble more than once, and the fame of his exploits and good deeds went far beyond Manhattan.
A SHADOW moved to the head of the LIGHT, and whispered in her ear:
– Are you happy, dear?
– Oh yeah! Yes, in general, I could not even dream of such a thing!
– I am glad. I am happy when you are happy.
