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Chapter 6: Police Cars and Weddings
Mandy, Alan and Stu were all standing outside the hotel, waiting in the valet area. Holding the baby in a carrier, Alan bounced the baby gently up and down. Phil had gone to turn in their valet ticket and also went to get a cup of coffee. Fingering the spiky ends of her pixie hairdo, Mandy pouted, not liking this length on her. It felt abnormal and out of place. Next to her, Stu silently stood patiently before turning to Alan who put a pair on sunglasses on the baby.
"So, uh, are you sure you're qualified to be taking care of that baby?" Stu gestured to Alan and the baby.
Alan looked at Stu offended. "What are you talking about? I've found a baby before."
Oh man, Mandy rolled her eyes. Not this story again!
"You found a baby before?" Stu questioned disbelievingly.
"Yeah," Alan nodded.
"Coffee Bean," Alan answered.
Stu arched his eyebrows, looking at Alan like he was nuts before glancing at Mandy. Noticing Stu's confused expression, Mandy only shook her head, gesturing for him to ignore that. Stu have never felt more confused in his entire existence.
Once Phil returned the valet parking ticket, he returned with two cups of coffee, generously offering one to Mandy who took it gratefully with a 'Thank you'. Phil nodded your welcome before looking down at the ticket, his sunglasses shading his eyes from the sun.
"Hey, Phil," Alan spoke up, "I don't think Doug would want us to take the Mercedes."
Mandy sighed at her strange brother. "What other choice do we have, Alan?"
"Relax guys," Phil assured light-heartily. "We'll be careful."
"See, my dad is crazy about that car. He left Doug in charge—"
"Alan," Mandy interrupted, annoyed. "Since when do you care about wrecking dad's car? Don't worry, he'll get over it. If anything, I'm the one who's going to get yelled at again."
"She's right and we've got bigger problems here anyway," Phil added, looking at Alan through his sunglasses. "Doug could be in the hospital, he could be hurt. Okay? Let's worry about the car later."
"Uh, guys," Stu pointed up. "Check it out."
Phil, Mandy and Alan turned as one, looking up to find a lone mattress impaled through a statue. Construction workers were trying to pull the mattress out from the statue. Mandy's eyebrows shot up to her head. What the fuck? The guys had similar confused expressions on their faces.
"Is that the mattress from Doug's room?" Alan asked no one in particular.
"What the fuck?" Phil muttered in disbelief to himself before moving towards a valet parker. "Hey, man, what's going on here?"
The man looked to where Phil was pointing and shook his head. "Some asshole threw his bed out the window last night."
What? Mandy thought confused. How the hell do you throw a mattress out the window?
"No shit." Phil commented.
"Yeah," The man looked at the quartet. "Some guys just can't handle Vegas."
"Wait," Mandy halted the man, pointing towards the impaled mattress. "How can some idiot throw that out the window? I thought all hotel windows never open."
"Yeah," The guy sneered in her face rudely. "That's what everyone thought. Some people are just fucked up."
Mandy nor the guys didn't respond as the valet dude turned around and jumped in the car, driving away from them.
Stu groaned to himself again, whining, "Oh God."
Phil patted his shoulder comfortingly, "It's gonna be okay, Stu." Stu didn't respond as he put a hand to his face, unbelieving that this was all happening. Phil was thinking mutually the same thing. "How the hell did we manage that?"
Suddenly, a police car screeched to a stop in front of the group. Everyone turned and looked at disbelief at the car. They stole a cop car? How the hell did they manage that? Mandy's eyes widened as did everyone else. This is not good. Mandy thought worriedly.
The valet dude patted the car, looking at the group. "Here's your car, officers."
"Oh, God," Stu overreacted, about ready to have a heart attack.
"Holy shit," Mandy bit her lip nervously.
"All right, everybody act cool. All right, don't say a word." Phil instructed everyone as he slowly walked towards the vehicle that wasn't there's. "Come on, let's just get in and go. Come on." Phil opened the driver's side door for Mandy, gesturing for her to get in. Mandy hesitantly got in, her heart caught in her throat as Phil shut her door. Moving to the driver's side, Phil asked, "Hey, Stu, you got a five?"
"No," Stu answered negatively.
Oh my God! Mandy began to panic in her head. This is so bad! We're in so much shit! Oh my God! We're gonna get arrested for this!
"I'll hit you on the way back." Phil politely told the valet attendant, hopping into the driver's seat as the attendant thanked him.
By opening the door for Alan, Stu accidently hit the baby, causing the young infant in the carrier to cry.
"Oh my God," Stu flipped out, "Oh my God! You just nailed the baby!"
"Are my glasses okay?" Alan asked seriously. Stu shot him a disbelieving look.
"You're glasses are fine, dick."
For at least an hour, they've been stuck in traffic. Phil kept honking the horn, beating it up, getting extremely irritated. Mandy rested her head against the headrest, starting to receive a migraine from Phil blasting the horn every five seconds. Stu was beyond freaking out this point in the backseat and Alan kept himself entertained with the baby.
"This is so illegal." Stu complained.
Phil took a sip of his coffee and asked Stu, "Can't you see the fun part in anything?"
"Yeah, we're stuck in traffic in a stolen police car with a missing child in the back seat. Which part of this is fun?" Stu snapped at Phil in the driver's seat. Mandy buried her face in her hands. The whole bickering thing between Stu and Phil were starting to get on her nerves. The migraine also wasn't helping with her mood.
"I think the cop-car part's pretty cool." Alan commented.
"Shut up, Alan," Mandy muttered in annoyance. If her brother kept up his obnoxious little comments, he was going to get his ass kicked.
"Thank you, Alan." Phil agreed with him much to Mandy's aggravation. "It is cool and same to you, Mandy, learn to live a little."
Mandy snapped her head to Phil, every trace of irritation inflicting in her eyes, "Our definitions of 'learn to live a little' are completely different Phil."
Phil smirked at her with a chuckle, "Angry Mandy is adorable."
"This isn't funny and you know it." Mandy glared at Phil.
"Oh, come on," Phil whined making Mandy roll her eyes. "Doug would've loved this." With another blasting honk, Phil was getting more irritated as he shouted, "Come on." Then suddenly, Phil got a gleam in his eye making Mandy groan.
"Phil, don't even think about it." Mandy spoke in the lowest, serious voice. She knew what Phil was thinking and it was only going to cause them more trouble. "Oh no," Mandy whined.
"Oh, yes," Phil grinned, turning on the siren. "Check this out." Mandy face-palmed herself as Phil swerved and pulled onto the sidewalk.
Stu started freaking out in the back seat, "Oh, no. No, Phil. No, Phil. Don't do this!"
"Oh my God, we're gonna get arrested for this and I'm so gonna get butt-raped in jail!" Mandy started to panic as Phil rolled his eyes at the both of them, acting up like babies.
"Take it easy." Phil tried to calm them down as he continued to pull onto the side walk.
"Just try to call more attention to us," Stu said sarcastically. Mandy buried her face in her hands. The stares of people were starting to get to her. By this point, everyone around them was looking at them like they were freaking insane.
Stu rolled down his window and started apologizing to everyone the car passed but Phil looked like he was having the time of his life.
"Attention," Phil spoke over PA, "Attention, please. Move out of the way. I repeat, please disperse." Mandy could only sit and watch in embarrassment as people started scattering away from the moving vehicle on the side walk.
"Phil, knock it off!" Mandy hissed at Phil but he ignored her. "Phil, I mean it! Quit fucking around and get off the goddamn side walk!"
"Phil, stop the car, I wanna get out." Stu started to full-on panic. "Stop the car, I wanna get out. Pull over!"
"Dido," Mandy agreed with Stu. She looked at Phil desperately. "Please, get off the side walk." When Phil didn't listen or answer, Mandy grunted in frustration and settled down in her seat.
Phil, wanting to piss Mandy off even more, grinned evilly, speaking into the PA again, "Ma'am, in the leopard dress, you have an amazing rack." As the woman passed and smiled, Mandy felt all her anger welling up as she punched Phil in the arm, causing the car to swerve a bit as Phil complained, "Ow! Calm your tits! That hurt! You trying to kill us, woman?"
"Get off the side walk, sweetheart." Mandy replied in a sickly sugary voice, mockingly batting her eyelashes at Phil. Phil only started to laugh, making her scowl at him. Ass-wipe!
"Get off the sidewalk!" Stu was still freaking out in the backseat as Alan watched everything in awe. "Get off the sidewalk!"
"I should have been a fucking cop." Phil said, turning the car from the sidewalk back into the street, passing all the traffic. "See? We survived. Now if you mind, Stu, quit your bitching, and Mandy, don't get your panties in a twist." Phil smirked at Mandy who gave him the finger. "Such offensive finger gestures from such a pristine girl."
"Fuck you," Mandy rolled her eyes as Phil chuckled.
"What? Is pretty boy not good enough in bed so you're looking for someone else to fuck?" Phil smirked. Mandy opened her mouth in shock, completely offended.
Stu sighed, muttering to himself, "Oh boy. Not again."
Alan turned to Stu and whispered loudly. "Stu, I'm scared. Why are Phil and Mandy fighting?"
Stu didn't reply as Mandy snapped at Phil, "You know what? You're the last person I would ever get in bed with!"
"I somehow doubt that." Phil pulled a greedy smirk at Mandy.
"Well, let's not doubt that your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory!" It was Mandy's turn to smirk at Phil's face this time. Both Stu and Alan sunk in their seats, trying to not be in any part of this conversation between them.
"Oh yeah," Phil narrowed his eyes at Mandy, playing her little game. "You must've been born on a highway cause that's where most accidents happen."
"Oh, shut up," Mandy rolled her eyes. "You'll never be the man your mother was."
"Ooh," Alan started laughing at Mandy's insult, "Classic, classic, Mandy!"
Phil and Mandy both glowered at each other. This was starting to get heavy, "Really, Mandy? You wanna go there? Fine! You are so ugly that when your mother dropped you off at school, she got a fine for littering!" Mandy gasped offended at Phil as he smiled in victory.
"Oh yeah," Mandy wasn't going to let him get away so easily. "Well, you're so ugly that Hello Kitty said goodbye to you."
"Like I wanted to fuck an Asian cat," Phil said sarcastically.
Alan sat up in his seat and calmly corrected Phil, "Actually, Phil, Hello Kitty is Japanese."
"What the fuck ever!" Phil snapped in Alan's face before huffing and keeping his eyes on the road.
Mandy smirked and leaned over in her seat next to Phil, whispering in his ear, "I win."
Mandy settled back in her seat as Phil rolled his eyes and continued to drive.
In no time, the group arrived at the hospital. Mandy took control of the baby from Alan and waited outside in the waiting room as the guys went to go talk with the doctor about what happened the night before. Stu and Phil stood to the side as Alan seated himself in a chair whilst the doctor was tending to an older patient.
"Look, I already told you," The Doctor huffed in annoyance. "You came in with a mild concussion, some bruised ribs. No big deal. Although none of you could articulate how it happened."
"What about Mandy," Phil asked the Doc. "Didn't you have a female patient last night too?"
"Oh yeah," The Doc remembered, looking through his clipboard, "Miss Amanda Garner, mild concussion, sprained right hand. She was insane from what I remembered."
Phil laughed. "That's definitely her then. Do you remember how many of us were here?"
"Ah…I don't know. I think it was just you guys and the chick," The Doc swiveled in his chair, looking at the three of them, "And one other guy."
"That's our guy," Stu exclaimed happily, "Was he okay?"
"Yeah, he was fine." The Doc answered calmly. "He was fine, just whacked out of his mind. You all were." Turning back to his elderly patient, the Doc pulled him up, his backside facing the guys. "All right, come forward and turn." Without warning, the Doc pulled down his underpants. Stu and Phil immediately turned around as one. But Alan only stared, captivated by the procedure. "There you go. And cough. Cough. Cough. Give me one more." The Doc then pulled up his pants. "All right, thattaboy. Okay, Felix, you can put your robe on. And the nurse will be in here in a minute. I'll see you after the weekend." The elder man nodded in thanks as the Doc got up and turned towards the guys. "Guys, I really have to go. I'm sorry. I have a surgery up on the fourth floor."
Phil pulled out some money and held it up to the Doc. "No, I know. But we just need a couple more minutes of your time."
The Doc looked over the money before giving in. "Yeah, tuck it right in there. I don't want to re-sterilize." He held up his hands as Phil slipped the money into his breast pocket. "Walk with me." The boys followed after the Doctor as he began reading off his clipboard again. "Okay here we go: Patient name, Phil Wenneck, 2:45 a.m. arrival. Minor concussion, like I said. Some bruising. Pretty standard. Next Patient: Amanda Garner, another 2:45 a.m. arrival, mild concussion, right hand sprained, we got a brace for her hand, no big deal."
"Do you mind if I look?" Stu asked politely, reaching for the folder. "I'm actually a doctor."
"Yeah, you said that several times last night," the Doc pulled back the file, "But really, you're just a dentist." Phil tried to look down into the file to find anything out of the ordinary. They kept walking until they stopped at the nurse's desk. Mandy noticed them from the waiting room and got up with the baby in the carrier strapped around her middle.
"Did you guys find out anything?" Mandy asked as she approached them.
The Doc recognized her. "Ah, Miss Garner, pleasure to see you again," Mandy smiled politely at the Doctor as he gave her a small flirty smile. Phil noticed this and started to tense up.
"So, did any results come back from the blood work?" Phil changed the subject, glaring at Doc with a hard and stiff expression.
"Huh? Oh right." The Doc peered into the file once more. "Wow, this is interesting. Both you're results," the Doc pointed between Phil and Mandy, "You're blood work came in this morning. Wow. They found a large amount of Ruphylin in both your systems." Noticing Mandy and Phil's confused look, he explained, "Ruphlyin. Roofies. Commonly known as the date-rape drug." Mandy widened her eyes from this. She was drugged? How? She didn't remember really doing anything last night? The last thing she remembered was hanging out in the luxury suite by herself while the guys went out to party.
"Who, so, what are you saying, we were raped last night?" Phil asked, trying to make a joke but from the look the Doc was giving him, his smile turned into a nervous grimace.
"Actually," the Doc looked through his files again, scaring Stu, Phil and Mandy even more. "I don't think so. But someone did slip you the drugs. I'm not surprised you don't remember anything."
"So, we were drugged," Mandy asked in disbelief, pointing between her and Phil. Mandy ran a hand through her cropped hair while the baby looked around wondrously. "This is heavy."
"Doc, none of us can remember anything from last night." Alan corrected him with a laugh. "Remember?"
Mandy looked at her brother before redirecting her stare towards the Doc. "He's right. How could've someone have drugged all of us?"
"I wouldn't worry about it, sweetheart," the Doc shrugged it off like it was no big deal, "The stuff's out of your system. You're gonna be fine."
"Wait, wait, wait," Stu halted him as the Doc started to leave. "Please, doctor. Is there anything else? Like, something we may have been talking about, or someplace we were going?" Doc only shook his head as he tried to think of something.
"Actually, there was something." The Doc supplied. "You guys kept talking about some wedding last night." A wedding, Mandy thought curiously, this has to be Doug's wedding.
"Yeah. No shit. Our buddy Doug's getting married tomorrow." Phil told him. "You know what? I want the 100 back." Phil started to reach for his pocket as Mandy groaned frustrated to herself. They were never going to find Doug now! The Doc batted Phil's hands away.
"No, no. Easy. You kept talking about some wedding you just came from." Mandy, Phil and Stu all exchanged glances from this new piece of information. "At the, uh, Best Little Chapel." Thinking quickly, Phil whipped out his napkin of clues and started writing down info. "You kept saying how sick the wedding was and getting all crazy about it. Okay, I hope this helps. I really have to leave."
"Best Little Chapel, do you know where that is?" Phil asked.
"I do. It's at a corner of Get A Map and Fuck Off." Mandy and Phil along with Stu glared at the Doc. "I'm a doctor, not a tour guide."
"No shit, you're a Doctor, haven't you already mentioned that like 20 goddamn times?" Mandy narrowed her eyes at Doc.
"And I'm proud of my title, unlike your dentist friend over there," he pointed at Stu who scowled at him in return. "Figure it yourself, sweet, okay? You're a big girl now and you're big boys."
The Doc then turned away as Mandy flipped him off from behind. Phil only growled in annoyance before writing once more on the napkin. It looks like they were gonna have to find this chapel somehow.
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