It was a foggy cool morning, and Fleet had nothing to do. Flat bored at the moment. He was off duty because of his heart, Ammy was busy with her shop. He'd help her but she buzzed with the mood of don't event think about helping.
So, he found himself at Cafe Lupe. The restaurant was open, and the wonderful smell of venison sausage made him drool some. Fleet wiped his chin and was grateful no one saw him. His age made him feel like some tottering old fool that should in a retirement home. His mind was still young, his body though was past warranty.
He opened the Cafe Lupe's door and stepped in. It chimed with the song Hungry Like A Wolf from Duran Duran. Fleet just grinned. The inside was nice and homey. Tables by all the windows and a small bar near the back. Street appeared to have even gone around collecting hub caps, fenders, and some license plates for decor. At the back of the Cafe above the kitchen door, Fleet saw the famous guns Street used to wield in Lupinoss nailed to the wall. Retired for good.
Fleet took a seat at a corner table so he could watch out the windows. Soon Street was out looking to take an order. His black, scarred muzzle dropped open in a grin.
"Fleeters, mah wee tike of a kin. How ye been? Ticker still tick tockin'?" Street asked in his old Irish/Russian accent.
Fleet just smiled. "My heart is doing okay for now Street. I haven't heard you call me Fleeters in a long time. Last time was before you left to join the Greater Den Wolf Army. I cam by to get something to eat, and well, looks like you're not too busy, maybe a chat over the good old times."
Street just grinned from ear to ear. He left Fleet and entered the kitchen and soon brought out a mini kettle of venison sausage stew, bowls, some fresh baked bread and sat it on the table.
"Coofeh or pop?"
"Pop will do just fine." Fleet just smiled.
Street fixed some coffee for himself, grabbed Fleet a soda and returned to the table and ladled out the stew. Then he just smiled at Fleet sipping his coffee. It was good to see his little brother again.