Wings and Feathers

He never understood how Doc could sit so quietly for so long, but he really didn't give it much thought. Doc was Doc. He crossed the square and along the way begged a dollar or two from the tourists just to keep in shape. The Sidings were full of them, lost and looking for famous landmarks and wondering where to eat lunch. He turned around and began to walk backwards across the square keeping a eye on Doc who was sitting so still that pigeons were starting to roost on his shoulders. He stopped, adjusted his hat and started to run. The pigeons that were strolling around the square were startled and began to run themselves, all of them, straight at Doc. There was flurry of wings and feathers when they finally took to the sky leaving Doc alone on the edge of the fountain.
"Cut it out."
"C'mon, Doc. Let's do something."
"You go ahead."
He took in Reed Avenue without seeing anything but when he got to Rivington he stopped dead in his tracks. She was sitting on an upended crate talking to Mauser and laughing her head off at one of his stupid jokes.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" He shouted at her from across the street.
She looked around and when she saw him she got up and took off up the middle of the street. He ran after her and caught her outside the Horse Opera House.
"Let go of me, you asshole."
"What are you doing down here? I don't want you here. I don't want you talking to Mauser, either. He's a fucking pervert and a creep."
"I don't have to listen to you. I can do what I want." She pulled her arm away and stood looking at him, defying him.
"Look, just go home. I'll be there soon, o.k.?"

Mauser saw him coming and ducked behind his vegetable stand, trying to hide from the barrage of potatoes coming over the canopy. One glanced off of his left temple and he staggered and went down.
"Leave my sister alone, you fucking pervert. If I see you talking to her again I'll bash your brains out with a fucking turnip." He left Mauser rubbing his head and went to collect Doc.
"Fucking kids." he said to himself.