Summary: When an old friend in need reaches out to Katniss,
she returns to the small town she swore she’d never set foot in again.
Help Madge and then leave, she decides. But a murder investigation and
one sheriff with stupid blue eyes and dimples all conspire to keep her
where she thought she’d never want to be.
WARNINGS:RATED E for
mentions of domestic abuse, character death, mild language to include
racial slurs, an obscene love affair with coffee, and explicit sexual
Chapters 1 and 2 have been cross posted and can now be read on AO3 and FF.net! I’ll get the rest up there in the next few days. In the meantime, Chapter 3 is still only on tumblr HERE, and chapter 4 is below the cut.
Sorry, @peetabreadgirl, this will not be completely posted by your actual birthday, but hey! That means you can continue the party for a bit longer, yeah? Enjoy!
“This is a terrible idea,” Madge says nervously as I shove aside glass bottles until I find the one I want.
“Bailey’s is never a bad idea,” I insist. “Especially not if we’re going to be drinking shitty insta-coffee. Honestly Madge, you shoulda divorced his ass just for subjecting you to that torture.”
Madge snorts and curls her feet onto the couch as I crow in triumph and pull the still sealed bottle from the back of the generously stocked bar. She holds up both mugs of coffee for me to add a generous amount of Bailey’s to each. Setting the bottle on the coffee table, I accept my mug from her.
“Besides, when have I ever had a bad idea?” I ask and sigh at the first sip of what is more Bailey’s than coffee concoction.
Reita (reading question): “I watch a lot of horror movies, and they’ve ruined some things for me. For example, because of Child’s Play, I don’t like dolls in overalls, and because of A Nightmare on Elm Street, I don’t like red and green striped clothes. Also, there’s a movie called “It” about a clown that eats children, and since watching that clowns freak me out. And recently, the noise of the radio in Silent Hill creeps me out, too. You’re probably thinking, ‘don’t watch [horror] then,’ but it’s so thrilling I can’t stop. Is there anything you two have come to hate because of a movie? Or something you came to like?”
Reita: You watch a lot of movies, don’t you?
Ruki: I do.
Reita: And you don’t have any sort of traumas from a movie?
Reita: And nothing you don’t like because of a movie, either?
Ruki: Nope – but like, hmm…I don’t know, but…if I watch a movie that isn’t that good…I experience trauma.
Reita: (laughing) What kind of trauma is that!?
Ruki: There’s a lot of like – you know, Japanese movies aren’t predictable like foreign movies. You don’t really know what the mood of the movie is gonna be from watching the trailer.
Reita: Yeah, yeah.
Ruki: You know, foreign movies are like…(deep, intense voice) “America is in danger…”
Ruki: And then it’s something like the president is assassinated, or so-and-so is targeting the White House…so you know right away what the movie’s gonna be like, but it’s interesting…and then there’s movies like The Kirishima Thing, where you can’t really tell what it’s gonna be about…when I watch those, I have trauma.
Reita: Ahhh, okay, okay…
Ruki: Like, “that was two hours of my life…” it’s traumatic.
Reita: Like when the movie was different from what you expected?
Ruki: Yeah, and then it will have an effect on all the Japanese movies I watch after that.
Ruki: Like, “I can’t tell [if this is good] from the trailer!!”
Reita: Well, when we’re like, “I wonder if there are any good movies…” we watch trailers, right?
Reita: And foreign movie trailers are especially well-made – of course, there are some good Japanese ones too, but…
Ruki: Of course there are. There are a ton.
Reita: Yeah, there are.
Ruki: Especially Japanese horror movies and thrillers.
Reita: Trailers for movies where you can’t really tell the genre are tricky though, eh.
Ruki: They are. Hmmmm…..yeah.
Reita: But you always watch the trailer before you watch the movie, right?
Ruki: Uhh…..there was only one time I didn’t.
Reita: Which movie?
Ruki: That one called “Kokuhaku.” (*Japanese mystery movie)
Reita: Ohh, yeah, yeah…
Ruki: The one with Matsu Takako…I watched it without seeing the trailer, and I remember being surprised. Like, “what is this!?”
Reita: Oh, didn’t Uruha or someone bring that DVD to the studio?
Reita: But no, didn’t we all watch it at the studio?
Reita: At the studio in Ebisu.
Ruki: ….We did?
Reita: I saw Kokuhaku for the first time there, and –
Ruki: Oh, at the recording studio?
Reita: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Reita: And I thought, “wow, this is so good~” I didn’t know anything about it before watching it, and then one day Avatar brings it in…
(both burst out laughing)
Reita: You’re just like, “yep…”
Reita: But yeah, it was really good.
Ruki: Ahhh….what were we talking about again?
Ruki: If we have any trauma from movies.
Reita: Oh, yeah.
Ruki: I think that’s about it though…
Ruki: Ah – but don’t you hate those movies?
Reita: What movies?
Ruki: Like, those paranormal-type movies, the ones where they make it look like a documentary.
Reita: Oh yeah, I can’t do those.
Reita: I don’t like them. (laughs)
Ruki: Like Paranormal Activity.
Reita: (laughs) Yeah – oh, you know Saw?
Ruki: Saw…Saw – oh yeah, Saw.
Reita: I like that series, but the first time I watched it, Kai had recommended it to me. And back then, it was when we travelled in tour buses, and he’d brought this like, DVD player…I guess now it would be a computer, but back then he had a DVD player, didn’t he?
Reita: And he’d brought Saw, and he was like, “watch this, it’s good,” so I’m watching it, right.
Reita: And the whole time, he’s watching next to me. And you know at the end, there’s that scene where the guy cuts his own foot off?
Ruki: That’s Saw One, right?
Reita: Yeah, yeah, One…and I’m watching like, “Oh my god!”…and the whole time Kai’s watching my face and just grinning.
Ruki: (laughing) What! That’s scary!!
Reita: Well, he was probably thinking like, “So? How’s this scene?”
Ruki: Ah! Yeah, he totally does that!
Ruki: He did that to me too before, he just stares at you and looks at your reaction!
Reita: (laughing) Yeah, yeah! I could see him from the corner of my eye checking my reaction with this shit-eating grin.
Reita: I can like, feel him watching me.
Ruki: That guy…
Ruki: What was that one, Paranormal Whatever, I didn’t watch it, but you guys were watching it behind me.
Reita: Oh, The Fourth Kind, The Fourth Kind.
Ruki: Oh, it was The Fourth Kind?
Ruki: Yeah, you were watching that, and the exchange between you two was so funny. Like, “this is a true story, you know.”
Reita: I’m like, “It’s obviously not a true story.”
Ruki: Oh, it was Kai [who said that]?
Reita: It was Kai.
Ruki: That conversation was so funny…
Reita: And then some time after that, apparently Kai’s brother called him – not knowing he’d watched it – and he’s like, “Oh, I saw this really good movie, have you heard of The Fourth Kind?”