Rainbow Runners

Natasha slammed the opal-tip spear into the ground. She sighed heavily. "Well, Ellie, that's another one we missed!" she brushed her brown hair back, glancing at Ellie. Ellie nervously tapped her fingers together as she looked at Natasha, who could, and had in the past, pin her to the tree and leave her for dead in the forest right now. She had the muscle to do so, and she had the lack of a heart to do so. She was in this solely for the money, and she didn't fuck around with anyone but Ellie, but Ellie remembered her place in this too all too often.

"W-with all due respect," Ellie replied nervously, glancing at Natasha. "I think it's hardly m-my fault, considering the h-haphazard directions Finn gave us. Not to blame him, persay." Ellie pulled off her dirty, wide-framed glasses as her blonde hair was sticking out in frayed splices. Natasha sighed as she leaned against the thick bark tree.

"Well, it's a good thing you're damn cute," Natasha replied. "Just… fuck. This is already so hard, and knowing we were so CLOSE, fucking stabs me in the gut." she sighed. A black man got out of the car, glancing at the two women.

"Natasha, what the hell happened?" asked the man. "You were supposed to get the damned little bugger! Why did he get off with the gold?"

"Because we didn't arrive quickly enough, which is both you and Ellie's fault, by the way." she replied. She grabbed her spear.

"My fault?" asked the man, practically laughing at her suggestion. "Ellie was fucking driving."

"You got wish-washy with your directions, so she couldn't be doing this fucking thing right," Natasha replied. "You can admit some fault too, Finn."

"Whatever," the man replied. "You two are gonna get high and fuck in the van anyway, still wasting away our cash. I have no idea how we went through a bucket of gold in three days." Finn tapped his chin.

"Oh don't you FUCKING START with me," she growled. "Who bought the fancy airpods that don't even have a wire connected to them, ensuring they would be lost?"

"Haven't lost mine yet," proudly proclaimed Finn. "Still in my ears. I ain't playing music though, although I might if you put the blame on me again. You're the one who keeps purchasing pricy marijuana and bongs, along with stopping at literally every sex store you spot on the road."

"Look, can we all agree that Chris spends too much? What the fuck is he doing with that… Gameboy thing? I know it's not a Gameboy, but I forget the name of the thing." Natasha snapped her fingers.

"The Nintendo Switch?" asked Finn.

"Yes!" Natasha replied. "I swear, he's always downloading like 12 new games for that thing."

"...well, I mean, he shares it with me." Ellie said, brushing her foot in the dirt.

"Well, that's fine then." Natasha said.

"Oh, it's fine if your girlfriend uses it, but if my boyfriend uses it, it's a waste of money?" asked Finn.

"Me and Ellie are not girlfriends," Natasha rolled her eyes. "What, two girls have sex and now they gotta be committed to each other?" she asked.

"Ugh, whatever." replied Finn. "Where are we eating?" he asked.

"Not White Castle. I don't remember who suggested that, but god, fuck that place." Natasha stuck her tongue out, grimacing.

"What about Taco Bell?" asked Finn, crossing his arms.

"Sounds good." replied Natasha. "It's cheap, it's quick, and perfect, honestly."

"Don't fucking get high before we get in there, okay?" replied Finn.

"I'm not… god. Might have my pants down though..." replied Natasha, looking to Ellie, who blushed.

"Yeah, okay," Finn replied, turning back to the car. "I'll knock before I open the back of the trailer."

"Thank you." Natasha replied. Finn gave her a thumbs up.

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