Death's Excellent Vacation (Sookie Stackhouse 9.5)

"Ye must have heard tell of old sea dogs! That's Salty, the Sea Dog!" Okay, the "old" part didn't thrill me, but I barked appealingly and came to rub my head against Dave's leg until he patted me. The kid seemed satisfied, and though I saw a couple of employees looking confused, apparently a brand-new mascot wasn't enough to worry them in the middle of other concerns. Dave continued to appease the guests, using a mixture of glamour and comp tickets, while I worked the crowd. It took a good half hour for Dave to make everybody happy, and then he clapped the employees on the back, told them to keep up the good work, and whistled for "Salty" to come along. When we were out of everybody's earshot, Dave said, "Did you find anything?" I understand some werewolves can manage speech in canine form, but I haven't mastered the technique. So I whined in response. "Bugger!" After a quick stop for me to drag out my tote bag, which Dave then carried for me, he led me back to the admin building. Not the basement, I was happy to see, but his office. Unsurprisingly, it was decorated with nautical knickknacks and a glorious selection of Adventure Cove souvenirs. "I thought you could use a place to Change, " he said. I nodded, then looked at him expectantly. Eventually he got the idea and turned around. I quickly Changed back to human and pulled my clothes back on. "I'm sorry, " I said once I could speak again. "At least nobody was hurt this time, " he said, and sat at his desk. "The devil of it is that one of those people is a reporter. I tried to glamour him, but he's a hard-nosed sort and I don't think it took. "

"I'm sorry, " I said again. He rubbed his eyes wearily. "I may as well close the park down now and get it over with. " I really just intended to pat his shoulder comfortingly when I went to stand behind him. The one- armed hug was a natural extension. Ditto for stroking his back. I think I went over the line when I started playing with his hair, and inhaling that increasingly addictive scent of his was no help. But he's the one who kissed me, and that was enough to set our course. Every man should practice kissing for three hundred years. We were about to move on to bigger and better things when there was a knock on the door. We hastily rearranged ourselves and our clothing, and Dave said, "Come in. " A man in coveralls with that same acrid smell I'd sniffed in the park came in. "I heard about the trouble earlier. You sure you want to go ahead with tonight's show?" Dave shrugged. "We may as well. It'll probably be the last, so make it a good one. " "You bet, " he said. As he turned, I saw a company logo on the back for "Great Balls of Fire Pyrotechnics. " After that, the mood was broken. "Time for one last Pirate Dave appearance, " he said. "Since you missed the fireworks last night, would you care to join me tonight?" "I'd love to. " We didn't speak on the way to the fireworks pavilion. Of course, the fireworks would be visible from anywhere in the park, but the best place was the pavilion, a semicircle of bleachers in front of a small stage where Pirate Dave would announce the show. Directly behind the stage was the man- made lake that was the center of the park, and the moored barge from which the fireworks were shot. We were about halfway there when the silence got to me and for lack of anything else to talk about, I said, "I never realized gunpowder had such a distinctive odor. " "Oh?" Dave said politely.  "I assume that's what I was smelling on the pyrotechnics guy. " No response, not even an Arr, that be the way of it .

"I'd never smelled anything like that before tonight, but I noticed it on one of the other fireworks guys out in the park. " "Hmm . . . " Dave said absentmindedly. Then he stopped. "What did you say?" "I said that fireworks smell really strong, and I noticed them on one of the employees earlier. "

"None of the park employees have anything to do with the fireworks because of insurance regulations. We have a contract with a pyrotechnics company, and they never come until just before the show. " We looked at each other as we both came to the same awful conclusion. The saboteur had done something to the fireworks! Dave took off, moving so fast I could barely see him, let alone keep up. Since there was no way I could catch him, I ran into the nearest souvenir shop and buttonholed the salesclerk. "Have you got a walkie-talkie or a phone? Some way of getting in touch with security?" "Yeah, but--" "Tell them to stop the fireworks! Tell them there's something wrong with them! Now!" I was going to have to tell Dave to give that gal a raise, because she didn't even hesitate. I left her to it and started toward the pavilion. Then I stopped. Even if I could get to the fireworks in time, I wouldn't know what to do when I got there, short of Changing and peeing on the lit fuses. Dave would take care of that part. In the meantime, I was willing to lay odds that the saboteur was waiting impatiently for disaster to strike. And I had his scent! I ran back into the souvenir shop, to the door marked Ship's Crew-members Only. The cashier was busy on the phone and didn't notice me ducking into the back room, but she sure noticed when I burst back out after Changing.

Which way to go? I was going to assume that the saboteur was sticking around to see the havoc he'd caused, just as he had after the Octopus broke down. But I was also assuming he wasn't suicidal, so he wouldn't want to be too close to where the fireworks were going to explode or misfire or whatever he'd planned. Presumably he'd be somewhat close to the exit. What was the best place to watch the fireworks that was close to the exit? Had I still had fingers, I'd have snapped them. The crow's nest! The mocked-up section of a ship where the daytime Pirate Dave stood was high enough to see the fireworks from and right in front of the exit. And, unfortunately, halfway across the park. Still, though I may not have been as fast as a vampire, I wasn't exactly slow, and I was close enough to see a shadowy figure in the crow's nest when the first firework went off. As the purple chrysanthemum lit up the sky, I saw he was dressed in black from head to toe, complete with a black face mask, like a ninja. Did ninja count as supernatural? I was listening for screams or some sign that something had gone wrong, but there was nothing. A minute later, I realized there'd been no second explosion either. Either Dave or the helpful cashier had stopped them in time!

The saboteur must also have figured out his plan had gone awry because he clambered down the ladder and sprinted for the exit. I put on a burst of speed and tackled him, and both of us rolled over from the impact. Lucky for me, I ended up on top, straddling him and growling. He looked up at me, covered his face with his hands, and whimpered. Though I hated to admit it, just for an instant I felt a taste of that ravening beast Dave had accused me of being. I wanted to rip the bastard's throat out, and I howled in pure triumph. Chihuahuas and Scotties are all well and good, but when you really want to make an impression, there's nothing like a wolf. Before the temptation to rip and devour could take over, the guy fainted. And peed himself. That's how Dave found us a few minutes later. Well, I'd switched back to Salty the Sea Dog, to keep from freaking out anybody else, but the saboteur was still unconscious. Dave took in enough of the situation to throw the guy over his shoulder without stopping to ask questions. I trotted along beside him until we got to his office. Dave said, "Do you want to Change to human?" I cleared my doggie throat and made a show of looking around. Though I was certainly considering the idea of being naked around Dave in the near future, it wasn't the time. "Oh, sorry. " He rummaged in a drawer and found an Adventure Cove T-shirt big enough to cover the basics and turned his back while I Changed and pulled it on. "You stopped the fireworks in time?" I said, once I could. "Barely. The pyrotechnician said he would have gotten to the shell that would have burned down the park in another four minutes. " "Wow. "