Vern was giving them another shake but that wasn't going to last much longer before they figured something out between them. It was time for a little humility and fear to take over.  No harm unless they both got lethal.<br/><br/>Who went where, Vern thought as he worked it out quickly. He needed a major component or two. Well one for sure and looked over at the wicker basket and lid sitting quietly on the floor beside the window.  Then he smiled. Oh yeah.<br/><br/>He turned his head to the quiet girls painting. The little one with the deer in the headlight look wasn't going to work.  The other one, making some damn duck or something. That's the one he wanted to do the fetch and carry.<br/><br/>"Hey you!!" Vern growled at Lily without knowing her name. "Duck girl!! Yeah you. Nice duck. Now pick up that basket real careful and walk with it to that corner with the hooks and rings. That one there.  Yeah!!  Put that basket on the desk and wait there till I tell you what else to do."<br/><br/>Vern turned his piercing look to the pair of Goth- retro killers. He looked from one to the other making up his mind. Then grinned evilly at Evie. "Your first. Let's talk about the door."<br/><br/>Vern moved like a seriously thrilled green giant, minus the green, striding towards the door. His target, the hook high up on the middle of the door. His weapon the little banshee trying to scratch off the first two layer of skin from his forearm to the knuckles of his hand. She tickled him, she was so rabid when she was upset.<br/><br/>Vern lifted her up by one hand and hooked her by her bra, and the clothes at her back. It wasn't going to be enough to hold her for long so he unbuckled his black leather belt with the Harley Rider buckle and with one hand made a neat slipnot under her arms and set the belt on the hook.  He stepped back admiring his work while the little goth princess in his other arm tried to kick the dog shit out of his leg.<br/><br/>Vern eyed the little devil on the door, "Don't go away sweet thing I'll be back!"<br/><br/>It was now time for girlfriend number two. Vern's eyes narrow on Madison, "Yah ain't wearin ah uniform. You know what that means."<br/><br/>Vern carried her like she was a pissed off cat. Holding her out arms length and letting her chew up his thigh with her shoes as he walked her over to the corner.<br/><br/>It was the first time Vern looked around to see if the duck girl did what he told her.  He looked for Lily to be standing near the corner beside the desk with the wicket basket on top. He was going to chain and strip the lovely goth commando. Then introduce her to the basket.<br/><br/>