Who: Brothers Quinn and Open When: Sat. morning Where: Quinn Bros. Garage and Classic Restorations What: Setting up shop Warning: Foul language Status: In Progress
The bang and clang of someone working on something metal could be heard easily on the outside of the three bay doors of the garage that was getting renovated now that it was under new management. The economic state of the country had killed a good number of little mom and pop places and the garage that Ash and Bren had bought was just one of many such places. The outside had been renewed with a bright nice coat of paint and the emblem of the company was now on the glass of the office window out front.
Ash was the cause of the bangs and the clangs. He wasn't going to be satisfied until everything was working the way it should and all the equipment they had hauled from California with them was installed and unpacked. He had sold his precious to make this move for his pack and he would be damned if he wasn't going to be snuggled in all nice and homey like as soon as he could be. He wanted one place to be fixed up and working before the week was over and even if it killed Bren it was going to happen.
The thought of his brother brought Ash's eyes up and looking around for Bren. The other had gone quiet and Ash knew if he wasn't watchful the wretch would sneak off or do something stupid to him that would result in the older brother having to once again show the younger one his place, with a good beating. "Bren where the hell are you!"