“Their trophies?” Loki said.
“To a Boogeyman, the most important thing in the world is to scare a baby, get its tears, and brag about it.”
“I hate Boogeymen already,” Fable said. “They must be so ugly that they don’t want their photos on their I.D.”
“Not necessarily,” Lucy said. “The Closet gives away VIP cards to certain visitors every now and then, so we’re pretending we’re those.”
“So all we have to do is get in, meet this Georgie Porgie and get our Baby Tears?” Loki asked.
“Yes,” Lucy nodded. “We need to look like a couple so they let us in, though, and you should lose the hood. It’s not the Grim Reaper’s club,” Lucy told Axel.
Axel swallowed hard, losing his smile. It didn’t seem like he’d be able to impress Lucy today.
“You two should play couple while we’re at the door,” Lucy suggested, talking to Fable and Axel.
“They can’t,” Loki said, handing Axel and Fable their fake I.D.s, hoping Mr. Godzilla didn’t see them “They’re kinda brother and sister.”
“Kinda?” Lucy laughed, pulling the door open. “Why are you still in the car, guys?”
Loki got out of the car and saw the long line of people waiting in front of the bar. Then he introduced everybody formally.
“So this is Fable,” he pointed. “Lucy.”
He knew Lucy met Axel before in the parking lot.
Fable said ‘hi’ with a big smile, even though it was obvious that she and Lucy weren’t going to get along. Instead of warming at Fable’s amazing smile, Lucy rolled her eyes, greeting her back. “What’s with the pigtails? You look goofy.”
“Oh?” Fable blushed as if she’d done something wrong and loosened her hair. “Better?”
“Take off the glasses too.” Lucy folded her hands.
“I,” Fable hesitated. “I’m afraid I can’t see without them. I’m dyslexic, if you don’t mind,” Fable folded her hands in response. She seemed to want to punch Lucy in the face, but she was also intimidated by her. Loki thought that Fable wanted to make a girl friend, instead of being friends with all the boys surrounding her, but counting on Lucy to fill that space was a great mistake.
“No wonder your mother was a lousy witch.” Lucy said. “How can a dyslexic read spells?” Lucy laughed.
“I think you should stop there,” Loki threw Lucy a sharp stare, which Lucy seemed to like all of a sudden. Loki knew she liked rough boys, but this time he did it for Fable. If he didn’t think they still needed Lucy’s help, he’d have done even more.
“I like that,” Lucy said. “Didn’t know you could get so…”
“So, are we going to play couple here or what?” Axel interrupted.
“Since you and this nerdy-nerd girl are related, we’ll have to switch roles,” Lucy said.
Axel stood like a vibrating fork hammered in the ground, buzzing to Lucy’s insults.
“You and Loki act like a couple,” Lucy pushed Fable slightly into him. “You actually look good together. Awww,” then she glanced at Axel with pursed lips. “And you and I will play couple, too. If you try anything funny, I’ll chop off your mouse-clicking forefinger.”
Axel didn’t reply. It was the luckiest day in his life, entering the club pretending to be with Lucy. Loki thought this was tremendous progress. He was really looking forward to having a picture of them on his phone together. That would drive Moonclaw crazy.
“B-But—” Axel stuttered. “I don’t want Fable pretending to be Loki’s girlfriend. She is too young. She’s never had a boyfriend before.”
“How do you even know that?” Fable cried out with blushing cheeks. “Loki is going to be my third. Just for your information,” she snapped, getting the attention of some of the boys and girls waiting in the long line.
“Edgy girl,” Lucy said, impressed. “See how letting your hair down makes you feel?”
Fable smiled. Again, Loki noticed her desire to be friends with Lucy although she couldn’t stand her.
Lucy walked toward Godzilla, dragging Axel who was mouthing the word awesome behind her back as they held hands.
“I really hope Ulfric doesn’t see that or you will be toast!” Loki mouthed back.
“Let’s go, honey,” Fable said to Loki, engaging his arm, and teasing Axel.
Lucy said something to the bouncer and he suddenly treated them like VIP’s, almost puffing rosy lilies out of his ears now. Loki frowned then nodded at him as if he was the mayor of the town and the bouncer was his employee.
“Hey,” Loki greeted him, chin up high.
“Pleasure to have you with us, sir.” The bouncer bowed his head at Fable too. “Ma’am.”