RW Fanfic: Mob Fic (Nine Seals) Part Two

Part Two

"The Head..." Yuli said, beckoning them to come closer. They would not. Yuli frowned. "The Head is someone who had business with me... and I want you to... take care of him."

"Why?" Cye asked. Yuli's frown deepened.

"Because he owes me money!" Yuli said angrily. "Everybody owes me money!"[1]

"Then why aren't you asking us to take out some random person?" Cye asked. Kento restrained himself from strangling Cye.

"Because Talpa owes me a lot of money and I want his legs broken!" Yuli said. Cye thought about that.

"How am I supposed to break his legs? He's a giant, floating samurai mask! He doesn't have legs!" Cye protested.

"Then buy him some legs and then break them!" Yuli said, entirely exasperated.

"Well, that seems silly," Cye said, standing. "Why doesn't I just use this!" Cye pulled out a chainsaw and brandished it.[2] Yuli ducked.

"Dude, where did you get that?" Kento asked, highly impressed.

"Chainsaw space," Cye said, attempting to start it.

"Doesn't that chafe?" Kento asked.

"Not at all!"

"It doesn't matter what you use! Just get me my money!" Yuli said, tired of this whole mess.

"Sure. We're on top of the situation," Cye said confidently. He waggled his eyebrows. "In fact, we are getting a-head of ourselves!"

Kento groaned and pulled out a large sledgehammer. "I'll beat you with this if you don't behave yourself..." Kento threatened.[3]

"I thought only women had hammer space..." Cye said. Yuli was meanwhile banging his head on the table top. It was going to be a long, long day.

While all of this was going on, the singer was watching their every move and listening to their every pun. He clicked something on the microphone, stopping the recording. He finished the song he was on and went for his break.

He walked into his break room and stood in front of the mirror. He clicked the mirror light on and a face appeared in the mirror.

"Mirrah, mirrah on da wall, who da fairest of dem all?" he asked. The face made a... face.

"Funny Rowen. What do you have?"

"Da mob boss Yuli is callin' in his leg breakers against da Head. Name's Talpa. He owes Yuli money--"

"Everyone owes Yuli money."

"--yah. He's called in his experts."

"Good job Rowen. I'll consult the others, and we will give you your instructions then. For now, keep watching them."

Rowen heard the sound of splintering wood. "Is dat such a good idea? One of 'em's gotta chainsaw."

"A chainsaw?" the face asked, eyebrow raised.

"Yah. He pulled it outta nowheres."

"Out of nowhere? Didn't that chafe?"

Rowen shrugged. "'Parently not..."

"Okay. Over and out."

"Bye," Rowen said. The face faded, leaving the slight lingering of blond hair.