JP - Piritta and Anastasia

Anastasia waited for a bit, picking at the fabric of her jeans. She wondered what was going to happen to her now? Would she be welcome? Would they all try to kill her just because of the face she had? She didn’t know and that scared her.

Before she could recall that she needed to meet up with River, she fell asleep in the passenger seat.

“Riley!” Piritta shouted as she ran from Lyle’s cabin with her phone in hand. She looked in the van and her face darkened. “What is this narttu doing riding shotgun?!”

Hearing the shout, Anastasia jerked up and blinked. “Huh?” She asked and upon seeing Piritta, she unlocked the van. “Is…is something wrong?” She asked.

Piritta threw open the door. “Joo. That’s not your seat.”

“But…Riley said I…could…” She shrank away from Piritta a bit, fiddling with a string of the hoodie.

“That’s where Joki sits. Or me. Or Klaire when he has a shotgun.” Piritta said.

“Joki?” Anastasia asked as she leaned forward with interest. “Riley said I could sit here, though.”

“That must have been Riley’s evil twin, or he was drunk or ate too many of River’s berries.” Piritta said. “Where is Riley? What did you do to him?”

“He went after that angry Tzeitel girl…” Anastasia said, ignoring the evil twin part.

“Perkele…” Piritta muttered. She walked around the van and got in the driver’s seat. She pulled a set of keys from her pocket.

“Uhm…what are you doing?” Anastasia went wide eyed and instantly started to buckle up in fear. “Uh…”

“I’m not sitting behind you if you’re gonna ride shotgun.” Piritta said, adjusting the seat because Riley’s legs were just too ridiculously long.

“What?! But t-they told me how you drive!” Anastasia squeaked and looked back to see if Joel would wake up or not.

Piritta shoved her keys into the ignition and started up the engine. The van made an injured rabbit noise.

“I…I don’t think the van is supposed to make that noise, Miss Piritta.” Anastasia stared at the dashboard with concern, but could not understand any of it.

“Amerikkalainen pakettiauto.” Piritta muttered, giving it some gas.

"What's going on?" A tired Joel asked from a sleeping bag in the back.

“Why are you sleeping in the van? Broke the bed Joel? Or did you and Annie get kicked out of the cabin from to much fucking noise?” Piritta asked, putting the van into gear with another pained screech. “Olle’s in a riot.”

"Who is Olle?" Anastasia asked, tilting her head in curiosity. "And what's a riot?"

“Who Olle is is none of your vitun business.” Piritta said, giving the van some gas and making the poor thing swipe the mirror off another car parked on the side of a road. “And a riot is when a bunch of shithead baselines get pissed at metas and kill and injure other baselines destroying stuff and later they somehow blame it on metas.”

"Coyotes are more active at night" Joel yawned "I like to take naps during the day and sometimes Annie joins me and to answer question He's Piritta's boyfriend."

“That explains all the howling at night.” Piritta committed vehicular homicide against Lyle’s mailbox.

Anastasia just clung to her seat in a panic, whimpering.

Joel yawned and snuggled into his sleeping bag.

Piritta yelled to Cody about where his mother should park and scraped up a car on the other side of the road. “These idiots don’t know how to park.”

Anastasia screamed. “RILEY!!!!” She called out.

“Oh, it’s on!” Piritta stopped the van and jumped out, intending to kick idiot ass. The van continued rolling away after she jumped out.

Anastasia, panicking, unbuckled and went to the driver seat. She tried multiple things, causing the windshield wipers to run, music to start blasting, and the van began to roll down a hill…

“Help…” She squeaked.