#2pengland

The first stop is simple, down the road and up a dirt path into the woods stands a small cabin. There’s a jeep parked next to the building and a variety of animal parts that Al would rather ignore. He knocks on the door and a familiar tired looking blond answers. He lets Al in for a bit and yawns as the extra long piece of hair not pulled back into his ponytail bounces slightly. “Are you late or something?” Al chuckles. “No I’m on time, I think you probably didn’t sleep last night.” Matt nods and sits down. “Maybe, the animals were restless last night. I had to go patrolling late.” Al sets a cup of coffee and some doughnuts in front of him. Matt gladly takes them and starts eating. “I’ll let Dad know, he’ll bring you something to eat tonight so you don’t forget to eat tonight.” “Sounds good, I’ll leave a key out for him. In case I fall asleep before he gets here.” Al nods as he puts his delivery bag back on. “Alright. I got some more deliveries. Make sure to clean up at some point.” Matt nods slightly apparently already starting to fall asleep as Al leaves. As Al walks he sees some birds keeping an eye on him and nods to them before continuing down the road. He passes a few houses before he reaches a rather large house with a well maintained garden surrounding the building. He stares at the early spring blooms as he walks up to the door and rings the bell. It takes awhile and just as Al is considering ringing the bell again an irritated looking Italian opens the door glaring at him. Al moves his bag slightly. “Batch of cannoli’s and an espresso.” “Finally you’re here, I swear did you crawl here.” Al sets the bag down on a porch table and pulls out the delivery. He hands it to Luciano and sighs. “Listen you know good and well that I didn’t crawl here. I’m not even a real delivery boy so just be glad you didn’t have to go pick it up yourself.” Luciano grumbles and takes his order. Slamming the door on Al’s face without another word. Al shakes his head and walks back to the street. This time he makes his way to a shopping district looking for a shop with very distinct clothing in the window. He walks in and a little bell chiming summons a peppy blond Italian. “Oh Al you made it. Dear can you bring this to Artie for me?” He hands Al a bag with what appears to be a new frilly apron, or maybe a dress. Al nods. “Ya I’ll give it to him when I get back. For now I got your quiche.” Al sets his bag on a counter away from the clothes and pulls out a little box which Flavio has him put behind the register. “Oh thank you, I had no time today to make lunch. Tell your Dad I appreciate him.” Flavio hands Al some cash and gently pushes him out the door with his bags. Al walks toward some apartments and rings the bell for one of the apartments. He ends up ringing the bell three more times before a gruff voice finally answers.

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