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Percy remained calm, and he didn’t seem the least bit bothered. He said something to them, and all three men—Trucker Hat, Overalls, and the third one, Plaid Shirt—were clearly getting angry.
Kevin glanced back at Joe.
Joe nodded, though he continued to sing.
They both knew trouble from a mile away.
“Thank you very much,” Kevin said quickly before darting offstage.
“Thank you, thank you! Please give Kevin a big round of applause!” Joe said into the mic. “What a guy!”
Kevin approached the men surrounding Percy, and he arrived just in time to hear Plaid Shirt jeering, “Little fuckin’ overdressed, don’t ya’ think?”
“Ah, yes. Please.” Percy rolled his eyes. “Give me a moment to pop down to the Walmart and get something more appropriate. Better yet, why don’t you go for me? Find some soap while you’re there. You need it. Desperately.”
“Hey, hey,” Kevin said as he gently urged the men away from Percy. “We got a problem here, boys?”
“When the fuck did we start letting in fancy fucks like this?” Overalls demanded. “This stupid fuckin’ fairy—”
“Fairy?” Percy scoffed. “I think not. If I was a fairy, I could grant wishes. Like my wish right now is for you to disappear.” He closed his eyes and then opened them again. “Damn! See? You’re all still here.”
Overalls moved in as if he was going to swing.
“Hey!” Kevin grabbed Overalls’s shoulder. “Ripley’s is open to anyone as long as they check their attitude at the door.”
“Get the fuck off me!” Overalls pushed Kevin away and teetered.
“Come on,” Plaid Shirt snapped. “If anybody’s goin’, it’s this freak!”
“Easy there, pal. I think it’s time to call you guys a cab.” Kevin moved to stand beside Percy, offering a thin smile. He didn’t like to fight, but he knew how. Thanks to Uncle Al’s time in the Special Forces, he knew he could handle these jerks, but he hoped it wouldn’t come to that. “Why don’t I get you guys one last round while we wait, huh?”
“Fuck you!” Overalls shoved Kevin’s chest. “That’s bullshit! We don’t want him here!”
“If you ain’t gonna get him out, we will!” Plaid Shirt barked.
“Yeah!” slurred Trucker Hat.
Kevin barely felt the shove, and he remained calm. “Who died and made you Queen of England? I decide who stays and who goes. If anybody is leaving, boys, it’s gonna have to be you.”
“Would love to see you try.” Overalls pushed Kevin again. “We’re stayin’ here. Now go get us some fuckin’ beer so we can take out the trash!”
“I think I’m the trash,” Percy whispered loudly.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take it out. Right now.” Kevin grabbed Overalls’s arm, easily pulling him forward and throwing him to the ground. “I asked nicely. Now I’m not askin’, and it’s definitely not gonna be nice.”
Plaid Shirt came at Kevin, swinging wildly at his head.
Kevin ducked and watched him fall into an empty table by the bar. He jumped when he heard someone fall behind him, turning to see Trucker Hat on the ground.
Percy smiled innocently, sipping his drink as if he didn’t have anything to do with the man falling over.
Kevin grinned, and he sidestepped Plaid Shirt’s next swing. He easily redirected him to the bar, letting him crash into it and collapse. Once he was sure everyone was done moving, he kneeled beside Overalls. “If you guys are done, I suggest you go ahead and leave. I’ll call you a taxi, and then we—”
“Fuck you!” Overalls struggled to his feet, diving at Kevin from a crouched position to try and tackle him to the ground.
Kevin found himself suddenly overwhelmed by all three men, and he was forced to back up into the bar. He held up his arms to block, looking for openings to fight back. These guys were wasted, and it was laughably easy to punch Overalls in the nose, twist Plaid Shirt’s arm back until he screamed, and drop Trucker Hat with a swift kick to his knee.
It happened in seconds, and they were all on the ground again. Kevin grabbed Plaid Shirt by his collar to drag him outside. He dumped him into the gravel lot, warning, “You stay the fuck down there while I go get your friends!”
