Cass's and Charlie's Day Trip

Chapter 1

Cass and Charlie exit the bunker and get into Charlie's car. Charlie and Cass both have back packs. Charlie is in the driver's seat. They drive away.

In the car Cass is acting squirrely and asks, "Why do we have to go all the way to Kansas City?"

"Cass, we told you. In a bigger city it'll be more difficult for the other Frigfangels to find you." Charlie replies a little frustrated.

"Why do you call us Frigfangels?" Cass asks.

"It's three words put together, frigging fallen angels." Charlie replies.

"So, when Dean calls me and the other Frigfangels Fuhfangels it's for…" Cass begins to reply.

Charlie cuts him off, "Yes, let's listen to music."

Charlie turns on her music and they both start singing along.

Hour later

They're driving through suburb of Kansas City called Shawnee. As they're passing a park Cass spots a small group of people playing a game he had never seen with thick disks. They found some in the bunker.

"Charlie, pull over at that park," Cass orders.

"I saw. Don't order me and use the word please," Charlie replies.

"Oh, sorry, please pull over at the park. I'd like to check out that game." Cass rewords his last sentence.

"Better," Charlie replies as she parks in a parking lot in the park.

They exit the vehicle and walk to where everyone is standing. They watch by the courts.

Each court has two pegs (stakes) thirty feet apart centered on back boards (end boards). The back boards are six feet from each stake. The courts are rectangle. People are rolling bolles (bollies) from one end to the other. The closest to the stake gets points. The bolles are thick disks that are beveled more on one side than the other and made out of poly-resin or rubber.

A woman watching them watching the game walks over to them and says, "Interesting game."

"Yes," Charlie replies. "What is it called?"

"Rolle Bolle (pronounce Roly Boly), it comes from Belgium taverns." The woman answers. "Would you like to learn?"

Cass looks at Charlie with a 'please can we look'.

"Yeah, I like learning new games and it would be good for my cousin. He was in an accident that caused brain damaged. He needs relearn stuff and new stuff is good, too." Charlie replies.

"Okay. Go over to one of the empty courts and I'll get some bolles," The woman says.

Cass and Charlie walk over to one of the empty courts while the woman goes and gets some bolles. In few minutes they are learning how to roll the bolles to get points then how to shoot opponents bolles away from the stake.

Within an hour they are starting to play a game. Its guys against gals. Charlie rolls first. Her bolle lays down about an inch from the stake. An old man prepares to bolle. His bolle ends up about a foot to the left.

He shakes his head and complains, "If we were at my place we could play it right with a beer in hand and bolle in the other. I'd play better."

"Really," Cass begins to say then looks at Charlie, "This would be a good game for Dean."

"That's just a myth. I play the same with or without a beer." The woman, who taught Cass and Charlie how to play, replies.

"Kayak 666, that's because you're a witch at this game," the old man replies.

"A witch," Cass looks concerned.

"Not a real one." Kayak 666 replies. "When I play it's like I'm full of magic."

"Okay, why did your parents call you a demonic boat?" Cass asks.

"It's a user name I like using," Kayak 666 replies and rolls her bolle. It ends up on the other side of the stake from Charlie's bolle and ½ inch from the stake.

Charlie and Kayak 666 head to the other side of the court.

The old man looks at Cass and encourages him, "It's your turn just roll it right in front you can do it."

Cass nods. The old man heads down to the other end. Cass bowls it to the other end and it ends up right in front of the stake about two inches short.

"That's alright. Come on down." The old man happily encourages Cass.

Cass walks to the other side. The woman bowls and her bolle ends up laying on Charlie's bolle. The guy shoots. He rolls his bolle hard at Cass's bolle. Cass's bolle moves to the stake making Cass's bolle the scoring bolle. They continue to play.

An hour later they just finished a game when Cass recognizes old ex-friends in the crowd.

"Frigfangels," He tells Charlie.

Charlie nods and walks over to Kayak 666. "We need to go. Thanks for teaching us this awesome game."

"You're welcome. You two can keep bolles and take these four also." Kayak 666 replies as she hands Charlie a bag full of bolles.

Charlie yells at Cass. "Cass, come and grab this bag. Kayak 666 just gave us the bolles we've been using and four more."

Cass picks up his and Charlie's bolles than runs to her and grabs the bag. The two quickly leave. The fangels looks mad at Cass.

In Charlie's car they drive towards Kansas City.