[Sunday, September 27th, 6:50 pm, the G-Corp stockholds]
Richard was startled by the crude scream. That scream could only be from one thing, he realized. They were close.
~*~
"What are you waiting for richard? A special invitation? Get ready for PLAN B!!" screamed kevin.
"Plan b? oh yeah.. oh man... We haven't done that in ages kevin! are you crazy?" Yelled Richard.
"Richard.. Listen to me! I know this may hurt us more than we should be, but we could both be dead if we dont!" Said kevin.
Richard thought. He finnaly said,"Alright. Let's do this."
"Theres the richard i've come to know." said kevin.
RAOAAR....
"Get ready.." Kevin motioned Richard to the gas pipes above the rafters.
"It's all set," replied Richard.
"alright, pull the strings on the count of 3," Said Kevin. "1....2....3!!!"
*BOOooOOm*
Richard and kevin got flown back, alot more than either of them had expected.
"Wow... I was not expecting that," Said kevin.
"Me either," Said Richard.
"Alright, i think we got 'em good." Whispered kevin, for he wasnt completely sure himself.
"Uhh... Kevin... Take a look at this." Richard handed kevin the binoculars.
Kevin muttered some curses under his breath.
"Guess this is goodbye, Rich."
"Not yet, Kevin. Not ever."
What happened? What did they see? What is this storys title? Tune in next time folks.
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