Gotta Catch The Pretty Ones
© 2011-2014 by Mr. David R. Dorrycott
Chapter Thirty-Four
It turned out that Lars had taken care of the shop well, so well that Sara kissed him on the cheek for his efforts. Along with giving him his due pay of course. “You will make an excellent Pokeball Technician” she told him after she had checked everything. “I look forward to working with you in the future.” Lars though couldn’t keep his eyes off Sara’s wound. Finally she sighed, pointing at her bandages. “Ask” she said bluntly.
“Things like that” Lars asked. “Are they common?”
“No. Not at all. A Factory reject that somehow got back in the line after quality control. I am not certain, but I wouldn’t put money against it being a disgruntled worker. Did you receive the announcement to check all Type Eleven Pokeyball’s for Tarragon Incorporated batteries. “
“Yes Mam” Lars answered. “I found three. Replaced them with in stock units ahn sent the suspect ones back tah tha factory for refund exactly as the announcement instructed.”
“Excellent work, you deserve a bonus” Sara decided. She walked over to the young man and this time planted a non-too sisterly kiss on his lips. Backing away from the flustered Lars Sara held up her hand as though to stop him from moving forward. “You just saved Penny and I a dangerous bit of work Lars and even though I don’t like boys romantically, you deserved that kiss. Now let Penny get your money then go take some young thing out to dinner.”
Lars’s face fell. “About that” he admitted. “I... I don’t think I’m interested in girls anymore.”
“Then some young boy” Penny shot from the counter where she was counting money.
“Mrs. Richards” Lars gasped, staring at Penny as though she had just called him some nasty name.
“Boys or girls Lars” Sara reminded him. “You know the laws about consorting romantically with Pokemon. Especially with Pikachu’s. Why the punishment is shocking.”
Red faced Lars stuttered, stammered then finally gathered control of himself. “You two are impossible. Me? With a Pokemon? No thank you.”
“Sissy ripped your guts out” Sara agreed as she leaned against the counter. “That said suicide was stupidity but what she did to you has no excuse. Yes, its going to be hard enough for you to trust a woman again but we can be trusted you know. Your father trusts your mother, right?”
“Well, yes” Lars admitted, looking down at the floor.
“That proves that most women can be trusted” Sara continued. “Someone is out there who’s heart needs you. I admit that both Penny and I thought that you and Sissy made a great couple. That shows that woman can make mistakes too. Why don’t you ask Yuki Kurosawa to dinner? She is unattached and a very wonderful artist, maybe you have some etchings in your room? Or could use some, say on the ceiling?”
Laughter answered her. “Mrs. Richards. Yuki isn’t the kind of girl that attracts me. She’s too delicate and I really don’t much like art. Besides I hear she has her eye on someone already.”
“Really?” Penny asked from her place at the cash register. “Who? I have good money on a certain good looking young man.”
“No one knows” Lars admitted. “All I know is that when the Matchmaker Mrs. Fesser tried to hook her up with Mike Harden she turned her down. Said that her heart was already taken.”
“Okay, that takes Yuki out of the picture” Sara admitted. “But there has to be someone isn’t there?”
“A couple” Lars answered. “But really Mrs. Richards I’m not ready to start dating again.” He took a deep breath, releasing it slowly. “I really did love Sissy even though I was certain that Peter wasn’t my son, I still tried to do the right thing. I...” He grinned at the two women sheepishly. “I really liked being a father.”
“And you will be again, for real” Penny said, offering an envelope to Lars. “You know we are going to need you to cover for us again in about a year. Sara has to go back for her prostatic hand and you are the only man we trust in our home with us gone. You should be free of school about then right?”
“Peeping Lars? You trust Peeping Lars” the young man asked. “I would think you’d rather see me dead.”
“Peeping Lars I would never trust” Penny admitted. “Lars the Pokeball Technician though is another person. Sure, you saw what only my parents and my wife should ever see. But you didn’t stalk me or worse, try to take me for your own like that monster Winterman did with that poor dead Huntress. Besides a girl likes to be noticed, even if she isn’t interested in him herself. But if Peeping Lars ever shows up again, well Sara has that revolver hidden away. Peeping Lars would find a new hole in his body, probably in a very private place too.”
She looked the young man up and down, evaluating him. “Your going to make some woman really, really happy Lars. You just have to find her, now get going, Sara and I have... Things to do.”
Remembering the furniture in Sara’s workroom Lars took off before his embarrassment started the shop on fire. It surprised him that neither woman laughed at him as he took off.