I woke up feeling … annoyed.
Dibìé and the thot were still asleep, although she knew how to snore, with her fu*king bad breath and all.
Well, having a pretty group isn't a bad thing, and her boobs had a decent size, but smaller than mine, hee-hee-hee!
I checked D's watch.
10:37.
OK.
Naptime's over.
I shook my two minions. "Get up, soldiers, rise and shine!" I said.
Dibìé groaned, and Àngà opened her eyes. "Girl, why don't you let us snooze?"
"'Cause you must serve me, remember?"
Once I put the lights back on track, I removed our protective dome.
He signaled Àngà to move along with us.
I entered the lake, expecting my lover who obeyed.
Àngà followed suit, but did not wash herself. "What's goin' on girl? Wash yourself! My policy is, no modern showers! Natural—"
"I know, D told me that yesterday! I just want him to clean me as well! Pretty women like us shouldn't have to do that work, don't you think?" she said with a hearty smile, the water enlarging the moles around her neckline.
I bitterly laughed. "You're damn right, girl! However you haven't earned that right yet, so wash your dirty, and smelly a*s!"
Cheeky nàmà…
She frowned. "Why? I'm banding with you now! A lil' perks for my service wouldn't be much to ask?"
"First, you'll refer to me as My Overlady, you fool. Second, I don't know you save for the fact that on the outside world, you croaked a month ago. So what gives, my ginger minion?" I said, motioning Dibìé to clean me.
Àngà sighed, starting to wash herself. "Like I told D-D, I believe I've been set up by my sister…"
"Why? How?"
Looking skyward, she picked her nose. "Well, I'm a girl who loves a good fight, especially in the front lines. My tendency to seek out some brawls against stronger foes rubbed her and by extension, the gang the wrong way. Since I don't like sitting around, except when I polish my weapons, reap a ton of monsters, sing or write new songs, hit some djembe, eat, sleep, and fu*k like a goddess, I tend to get myself in trouble.'
'Sometimes the dummy ones, oftentimes the wrong ones, like the city's bigwigs and sh*t, so she had to bail me out of the gutter … my actions hurt her though I never expected her to 'pull the trigger'…"
I raised my eyebrows. "What makes you think she tried to kill you?" I asked.
She lowered her head. "Because of the way I ended up here. According to Dibìé, exactly 58 days ago, my 'lovely' sister told me to go deeper underground, hoping to defeat a diwòndi so its golden mane would make us tons of money, even though, as I far as I knew, we didn't have any financial problems. Even though it was dangerous, she reassured me that I would be accompanied by three of the best girls in the gang, and her boyfriend gang, Jongèlè, would provide three highly talented mùlòndèdi as well.'
'She did well on her word, and since I'm a fighting genius, I'll be fine. Couple hours later, we left for the T.M. and searched for diwòndi. We fought the floor's usual suspects and all, and we did pretty fine, barring minor injuries. But that changed when we finally encountered one, a floor below us. I was so fucking excited when we started to fight it. We had to evade his laser and his healing smoke, and girl, was I feeling fucking alive, chinking blood away from this motherfu*ker with each slice of my sword.'
'We were making progress when I was struck by lightning made by two of the three Mùlòndèdi, which almost cost me my life had Tòkò not diverted the njòmbò's attention away from me to him. The rest of our group fled right after, saying shit like 'die, slut!' but unfortunately, Tòkò's diversion was his swan song, as he fell by a laser. You saw the remains of our clothes back there, remember?" She said with the bass of her sultry voice as she jerked her right thumb backwards. "I was so mad I killed the diwòndi in my … frenzy …—hence the old carcass you saw earlier—but this bastard wounded me with his air attack in between, which stunned me for a while. Couple minutes later, a njòmbò with a net-like mouth showed up and captured us, trapping me in a cocoon to fu*k Tòkò's dead body. I don't even know why they made us do this, especially when I made sure my cum wouldn't impregnate him…"
I caressed my left cheek. "Put it that way, then yes, she wanted you dead, but the reasons seemed petty to me. OK, you like to fight, and OK, you may be reckless and you might endanger your comrades, but surely, there are deeper reasons than this?" I said.
Àngà looked sideways, the phantom of a tale dreading to be said. "Well, I believed she was jealous of my natural talent, while she had to work like crazy in order to make a living since our parents died years ago, but when you're sh*tty at school and have abusive relatives, you end up in a gang to make ends meet.'
'I brought a bit of money doing unsanctioned fights for a while she tried to learn how to be a Bakèlè in order to surpass me. I didn't give a fu*k about how envious the gang girls were, but I never knew that her jealousy was that rampant…"
I nodded, but I was unconvinced. "Understandable, but I can't believe one would kill his kin, but that's all the reason for you to join me, don't you think? Why remain in a gang that doesn't want you?"
Her eyes gazed the azure ceiling with unfettered melancholy. "I guess because she's my family, and we went through hard times together … plus I'm an aunt now, since Mbopè had lovely twins five months ago. I wanna watch them grow, I wanna give them better lyrics than what we had, and whisper some lullabies as I wished them good night, so I can't leave them like that. I love the babies so much, y'a know? So that's that…"
I sighed, the corner of my lips shaping into a smile. There was more than meets the eye with this harridan.
Deep down, I gotta admit that … she's a good woman. "Her acts are still unforgivable. But I admire your tenacity and love for your nieces, so I'll do this: I'll give you Ambéà, and you'll get to decide on your sister's ultimate fate, right after I defeat her and her boyfriend. My plan was to get him anyway. We'll head to your gang once we're done here, all right?"
Àngà smirked. "All right! If you succeed, then I believe you may make my life a bit easier…"
I grinned as well. "You bet, girl! None of these fools won't hate you anymore, cause change will come about in this universe, ya hear? First, this habit of shitting over the talented gals and guys has to stop! You'll be respected, girl, and admired even, believe that!"
She laughed. "Mmm… I'm waiting to see your future performance… My Overlady!"
When she finished, we stepped out of the lake to eat a hearty meal…