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Topic Started: Jan 23 2014, 09:26 PM (1,083 Views)
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Unfortunately, in spite of the obviously dangerous circumstance, Drea was not impressed, nor was he amused. He folded his arms waiting for whatever sort of question-answer session was about to happen, but they kept talking among themselves, he got more and more impatient. Also, in the back of his mind, he was still considering whether or not there was actually sandwiches to be provided. These women had promised so much, and he didn't really care what he had to endure for as long as his penguin suit was getting washed, but he began to realize that he was in fact, not going to get it washed, as least not by them. Apollo noted that it was Gasoline that had been spilled into the room. It was after all flammable. Were they just going to arbitrarily try to burn them alive? What really was this chicks problem?

He sighed out loud, obviously impatient. These people were obviously some kind of bounty hunters, catching and using pirates to get money. They were even considering giving them some sort of artificial bounty to make quick money. Now that was the last straw. Yes, he was a pirate, they didn't realize it yet but they would. No, he didn't have a bounty, but he would soon! And the last thing he would let them do is give him a fake bounty! And the last last thing he would do would fall victim to some sort of bounty hunter scheme! After all, if the stories were correct, Bounty hunters were the enemies of pirates!

He was fed up. But behind the bars he couldn't do much to fight against them. There were a few exceptions however; his trusty quarter staff. This hollow pole of iron could reach through the bars if need be. He considered it, but what about Apollo? He was very okay with throwing his own life into the gambling ring, but didn't want to risk Apollo's, especially after he had been so kind to him. As he tried to suppress his frustration he began to get an idea of exactly what was going on. There was some kind of underground cult of bitches who were gathering money for something important... wait.. money? Money meant Treasure! Pirates steal treasure right!?

Now he didn't just want to get out and beat these bounty hunter's asses... but he want to take their money too! Then they would understand how much of a pirate he really was.

But first things first, her question;

"I'm made out of Metal." He said out loud, "And Apollo here is to. I'm Drea by the way. Where is Amy, we heard she would be willing to wash the penguin suit. Are you Amy?" he blurted out.
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‘Metal?’ the older sister thought. She was taught as a young girl, that other than flesh, men can be rubber, she was never taught nor did she ever heard of men who were of metal. The older sister stared blankly at Drea, she was starting to see that there was no point in prolonging their deaths with questions just so she can quell her curious mind. A quick glance at Apollo, who was now on his side again, facing the steady water droplets fall, and scratching his buttocks, revealed to the older sister that none of her prisoners feared the predicament they were in.

I see, you guys are not your average monkeys. You have caught on haven’t you? What was it that gave it away? How did you figure out that these cannons were not loaded? How did you know that gunpowder was rubbed all over the cannons and the strings were burnt just a bit to give off the smell that they were loaded and are ready for use?” revealed the older sister as she waved everyone away. One by one, every female other than the older sister, left the room.

Don’t worry, they will be back...with your penguin suit and a sandwhich. Qahahaqahaha!”, promised the older sister to drea. “You, would you like anything?” the older sister said to the daydreaming Apollo, prying for information. When Apollo said nothing she walked to the side of the cage he was on. Apollo’s eyes were open, but his mind was far off. The older sister asked again, and when she got no response she followed Apollo’s eyes to the spot on the wall where it was fixated at. The ledge.

I see you noticed. Yes you wretched barbarians. These stone walls, are the walls to the civilization that lived in the mountains. The gaps on the floor, irrigation canals. The blood, sacrifices. It uses are now reduced to sewage and to regulate the overflowing rivers. It’s sad. People should have more respect for their ancestry, it’s the men fault that this place is not what it used to be. I bet you would like to know what’s beyond these walls, I’ll tell you, lots and lots of water! Qahahaqahaha” the older sister exclaimed with a devious smile whenever she would stop to breathe.

The older sister crouched down to look at Apollo’s face expecting him to be in awe at the knowledge she held, only to find that he had fallen asleep. The rather large snot bubble expanding and deflating, suddenly pop as she moved away.

The older sister laugh ended Apollo’s daydream so he opted to take a nap instead. When he awoke from the nap, he was disoriented, and hungry. “Hey there, got milk?” Apollo asked of the older sister who was still in front of him, ‘she offered Drea a sandwich, why not ask for a glass or bottle of milk’, was Apollo’s thought process.

The older sister gasped as she jumped back, away from the cage cell, holding onto her breast. Apollo dragged himself along the floor to the bars so he can grab ahold of them. “Hey, give me some milk.” Apollo demanded of the older sister, "If Drea is getting a sandwich I should get milk." The older sister gasped again in response.

One of the women that was previously in the room, came running back in, she held two small boxes, stacked, with two hands, in front of her stomach. Apollo remembered that his favorite milk brand came in boxes similar to the one the woman was holding, “Do you have milk in those?” The older sister, met the running female half way, then she moved her hand from her own breast to that of the woman's, grasping it, and kept the other hand on her own, all before gasping at what Apollo had inquired. Another woman came running in, she too was one of the woman that was here previously and was waved off. This one came back with two cannon balls, one on each hand, balanced in front of her stomach. “I don’t eat cannonballs.” Apollo said expressing his disgust for anything that does not have calcium in it. For some odd reason, the older sister went for the cannonballs, grasping them with both hands before yet again, gasping.

An awkward moment later…

The two women finished moving and loading two of the cannons. One cannon was moved so its opening end was facing the stone wall with the ledge and the dripping droplets of water. The other cannon, the boxes. The cannon facing the box, had a long string, and was lit immediately after both cannons were in position. It seemed as the time for deceit was over, the cannonballs were real, and the cannons were really loaded. One was already lit, and the older sister was quite proud of herself. “Bird brain, guess what’s in the box,” singsong the older sister.

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Its not to say that Drea was necessarily bored; he was actually rather invested emotionally at this point. What was interesting, however, was that this woman seemed to keep giving the same speech in a different way over and over. He explanation of the islands underground was interesting, and it make sense for the place to be surrounded by water when they were on an island. Not only this, but he also realized that the woman didn't like men very much. Her sarcastic tone dawned on him and any ideas of getting a sandwich or milk, or even having the penguin suit washed were diminished. In any case, he didn't much have a choice but to watch arms folded as the women fumbled around with cannon balls and such (it didn't really stop the fact that the cage still had gasoline splashed about it, which smelled less than favorable).

The woman placed one of the cannon balls in their direction and the other towards two boxes... Even without her hint, he could most likely assume that one of the boxes contained the penguin suit, but of course, had no way of telling. If their whole cannon gag was a fake, how did he not know if the box contained a penguin suit or not? In any case there was no use in trying to tempt fate; whether or not the penguin suit was there or not was irrelevant.

She had already lit one of the cannons can cackled with glee, "I...I still don't understand why you're doing this." He admitted out loud, "But I don't have the time to sit around and wait to find out.. that penguin suit is for my friend; and she is in the hospital. It's a gift for when she gets better, and I just want it washed." He said. It was a firm yet quite admittance, as his eyes were slowly closed and his fist clenched.

Suddenly in Shonen Jump style, his eyes shot open and he proclaimed, "AND IF YOU CANT WASH IT THEN I'LL FIND SOMEONE WHO CAN!"

Waiting until the last moments before the cannon's wick ran out, Drea grabbed the pole from behind him and flung it over his shoulders toward the cannon itself. Flying through the bars and hitting the back end of the cannon, it would send it on a swivel; turning the barrel so that it faced the corner of the bars and the dripping wall. The cannon went off almost immediately as it stopped; the cannon ball crashing into the wall and through the corner of the bars, sending an explosion in the small space that knocked Drea to the ground as a result. The gasoline quickly ignited as well, lighting the once dim place in a brilliant gas flame.

Drea quickly gathered himself, as he had to move to the back of the cell in order to avoid getting burned, however the damage had been done. The dripping wall now had a huge hole in it, and just as the woman had insisted, water was now gushing into the dungeon. As the water spilled it, it quickly extinguished the flames, returning them to darkness.

Drea looked towards Apollo, "Hope you can swim!" he announced with a determined smile.
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Apollo's mind drifted back to when Drea and himself arrived at the square, the words he said to Drea when the girls had ran off, 'lead the way'. Yes Apollo had no intentions of trying to escape their confinement, he was hoping for death, but most of all, he was waiting for Drea. “Finally decided it’s time to go?” teased Apollo with a chuckle. Apollo wondered if things would have been less bleak if he had broken his word with Drea, and took charge instead. Perhaps. Though things would have been way less exciting, than there were now.

"Pft. Can I swim?" Apollo responded. In spite of his weight, Apollo could swim quite well. You see of all the meats in the world, only one was king when it came to how much calcium they had in them. Fish. Not only did they have a high amount of calcium, they were also tasty when cooked over a camp fire to a crisp. Just the way Apollo liked it. Apollo would swim every day, to attempt to at least catch one fish to eat for dinner every day. By the end of his exile, Apollo could and would eat up to 20 fish, of a considerably huge size, for dinner every day. “I guess, we’ll just have to find out.

The brick cold water was half way up Apollo’s shin before he heard the another wall burst, which he signed off as the fault of the increasing water pressure. Soon so did another wall, this time near him. The water shot out at him at full force before dying down to a rapid steady gush. Apollo had never been so thankful he was cyborg, he could write off the coldness of the water with a little bit of focus. If he had been all flesh...Apollo shuddered. More walls burst open, and with more entrances, the water was no longer just filling up the place, it was destroying it. The water carried bricks with it as it moved around the dungeon, which knocked Apollo off his feet while he was talking, “The penguin suit, my bag, my vision!

Face down in the water, floating using the 'deadman float', Apollo came to a realization that the chances of them surviving is decent, but finding all their items, before it or themselves gets washed away, or buried under rumble, was unlikely. Apollo wanted to find everything, his survival instincts wanted to get the hell out.

Though Apollo was only in the water for a moment, by the time he stood up erect, it seemed as if the water had already surpassed his height. The fight with his survival instincts was over, Apollo lost. He needed to get the hell out, he needed to get some air.

Apollo crouched down, for more force and energy, to propel himself up. As Apollo tilted his head down, one of the cannons with their open end just so happen to be facing Apollo’s head direction. Like a friend who takes the role of a match maker, the water made sure the two met. Apollo's head went in the opening end of the cannon like a glove. Apollo did his best to get it off but, it seemed to be... attached.

Apollo sighed in relief, and with gratitude. Apollo wasn't sure of what, but something managed to break the cannon that was over his head. With it off, Apollo propelled himself up without hesitation, ignoring the buildup of weight and strain on his knees as he crouched down this time around. The force of the push off, propelled Apollo up. He kept his eyes closed through it all, protecting them from the water, which was now mixed with the contents of sewage. Apollo couldn't help but feel as if he didn't have enough force behind the push off since it was taking him awhile to break through the water, but as he did, Apollo felt as if he were accelerating as he ascended.

It was a short moment after breaking through the water, that Apollo had slowed down, and a bit more before he stopped his ascent. “Light”, Apollo exclaimed when the warmth and shine of the sun hit his face, revealing that the sun was still above the horizon. It caused his eyes to squint and tear up, even though they were still closed. As Apollo began to feel weightless he moved his hands over his eyes so he can open them safely in the sunlight. Apollo was amazing and shocked. Not only had he shot himself through the hole he fell through that he had completely forgotten about, he was high enough in the sky for a nice view. "The hole we fell through, this will be our way out." Apollo decided, proudly.

The warmth of the sun seemed to slowly lull Apollo into a daydream, “Now isn’t the time for a daydream”, Apollo admitted, shaking his head vigorously. Apollo took a deep breath. He would not let his survival instincts win again, his rucksack was down there. He had pictures of his late lover and his mother in there. Along with other important stuff in the rucksack, the penguin suit was still down there, Drea was still down there, and even his captors were still down there. Apollo wanted to risk his life to make sure everyone and everything was okay. No. He wanted save everything and everyone, and come out alive!

Apollo hoped that the relatively dim light was enough to give Drea some vision to make some progress down there in the search, and that the place was still relatively in one piece. Apollo turned his body as he started falling back down. As Apollo reached his desired diving position, Apollo shot out his arms out over his head, so he could superman back through the hole. One thing Apollo knew for certain, the dim light won’t be around for long.

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It was hard to tell exactly what Apollo was doing, but Drea's plan was rather straightforward. They were a ways under ground and well under sea level. When the water came gushing in, it would rise and fill the underground tomb. As the water would rise, it was only a matter of swimming to the top and busting out the way that they came in! In the mean time, while the water filled the place, Drea was focused on retrieving the boxes which contained their things. As he had imagined (and thankfully) the boxes were tight and secure. Air trapped within the boxes would allow them to float, and so, they too would rise with them. The only problem was; the boxes would be on the other side of the iron bars...

As the water began deep enough to swim in, Drea made his way to the corner of the cell which had been broken by the cannon explosion. Propelling himself through the hole to the other side, he would immediately be met with another surge of water as the hole from which the water spilled in widened taking chunks of debris with it. Drea was caught off guard, but focused and determined to retrieve both boxes (as he was unaware as to which one held the coveted penguin suit). It was near impossible to see as the lights had all been extinguished, however, not too much later, a single light was created in the form of a hole that Apollo had punched through the trap door they had fallen through. His eyes, adjusted to the darkness, were capable of making out the shapes of the lunch sized boxes, and scoop both of them from the surface..

However at this point the water was quite deep. Not only this, but the weapon he had used to knock the cannon out of position was lost to the depths of the water. Drea swam to the iron bar, sticking the lunch sized boxes through the bars so that they were on the other side before planning his decent into the water once again.

Drea however, had forgotten about the many women that were underground not moments ago. And to be fair, he really didn't care what would happen to them. :D

Diving once again, he swam the length down towards the hole in the cell. However the hole in the cell was very close to where the water was gushing in, and as he got close, he was pushed away by the torrent of entering water. He lacked the weight and size in order to resist the current of water but... perhaps someone bigger would be able to help him.. before he drowned and stuff. Hint hint.
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The water had been so copiousness, that instead of hitting the floor, Apollo hit the water as if it were the floor instead. Like a well-oiled machine, err team, Apollo’s iron body each took its share of the impact, lessening the damage he would have taken if it were not. Still, Apollo knew when this was all over, and he lay down for a good night rest, he will wake up hurting!

Apollo circled his arms forward and back, while frantically moving his legs, as he collected himself, keeping himself somewhat stationary in the water, against the water’s ferocious current. ‘Come on where is everyone?’ Apollo thought scanning the water filled dungeon. After getting hit by a brick yet again, Apollo tried to stay aware of his surroundings so he could both, avoid the debris in the water and look for everyone. This was not getting any easier. Doing his best, Apollo managed to avoid getting hit my some boxes, as they floated up the hole he just entered.

Apollo eyes only managed to find Drea, he was hard to miss, Drea was making a lot of bubbles as he struggling to make it through the hole in the cell. Unlike all the other torrent of water gushing out of the holes in the dungeon walls, the one that prevented Drea from entering the cell seemed to be getting stronger by the second. Apollo made haste, he swam towards Drea, and as he neared stretched his arm out so he can take his hand.

Apollo hand missed Drea at first, but with a little boost from his compressed gas, Apollo managed to get a hold of Drea’s belt. Apollo wanted to say to Drea, “I hope you buckled your belt properly”, but Apollo had a feeling that the feeling was mutual. If anything were to snap the belt or the belt were not properly worn, well then it would be bye bye Drea. Though, Apollo would knew, he would not let that happen. He was not about to let Death claim anyone’s’ life, not while he was here, and still had his.

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Apollo held onto the cell bars as he tugged and pull on Drea belt, trying to get Drea onto the other side of the cell. That’s when Apollo heard a clang noise from behind him. ‘The fuck? Don’t tell me that the cannon from earlier is stalking me.’ Apollo thought expressing his grief over his luck at this particular moment. The thing is about sound in water, it acts differently than in air. Someone in front of you can shout something, and you will hear them as if they were to the left or right of you, or even behind you.

With another clang, the cell bars gave way to the force of the water, and with it Apollo. Drea was released from Apollo’s grip, there was no way anyone could have still held on after being caught off guard as Apollo was. As Apollo was being carried away by the water, drifting father from Drea, a part of him missed that cannon. :(

For once, Apollo and his survival instincts were on the same page, getting the hell out was the goal. As soon as Apollo was far enough from the water’s force, he regain control of his body. Apollo was running low on air, and on compressed gas. Finally, Apollo noticed his captors as he was swimming towards Drea. If the water was not filled with sewage, Apollo would have opened his mouth to tell Drea, “Ladies first.” :P

Like a barrerl of monkeys, when Apollo grabbed one of the women, they grabbed the other. This made Apollo glad, as he was not about to try to save them all when he barely had enough in him to get himself and Drea out. The first and only woman Apollo grabbed was the older sister herself. She had, Apollo guessed based off the fact that she was swinging it at Apollo, an iron bar in her hand. ‘Last but not certainly not least …he have Drea’, Apollo thought as he grabbed Drea with his other free hand. For some reason, the older sister decided to stop swinging at Apollo, and tried to swing at Drea instead.

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The light was bout run its course down in the dungeon, and Apollo was left with one option. Use the wall and propel himself off the wall to get pass the torrent. Apollo thought it not fair, the one time he wanted to survive he was only left with the option of leaving things up to fate. If he takes this option, he would be out of compress gas, he would be out of air. There would be nothing else for him to do, and with all the accumulated weight he had in his hands, floating up seemed unlikely. Releasing them in the hopes that they float up, was a risk Apollo did not want to take. He was no god, he would not play with another’s life in such a way. But then again, did he have a choice?

Clang. Kicking with all his might, Apollo tried to reach the wall. Clang. ‘Another wall of the cell?’ Apollo began to wonder. If one came flying at him now, through the water, well … at least he would finally be dead. Clang. Still kicking, Apollo looked for the source of the noise. Clang. ‘…’ Clang. ‘…’ Clang. “Baby!” Apollo opened his mouth to say, accidentally releasing all the air he had left. It was the cannon banging against random debris. Apollo was losing conscious, his heart was beating at an increasing rate, and his eyes were closing on him. His nose, against his will, started breathing in water, in hopes that it, the water, were plain oxygen. ‘Stupid brain’, Apollo would have thought if he were still conscious.

Somehow, Apollo’s compressed gas released as he neared the cannon, the cannon was the ground needed to propel upwards. If that was not odd enough, Apollo barely had a grip onto everyone, as he ascended, unconscious as if it were his soul ascending into the heavens instead, as he got closer to the light that narrowed as it gave out.

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Lets be honest, alot just happened. As the Seahax proceeded to completely wax the Broncos in what would come to be one of the worst Superbowls in the history of the sport, Drea would find himself on the edge of what some would call 'drowning'. Imagine with me for a second: a bar floating above Drea's head that was slowly dwindling down. This bar was Drea's ability to hold his breathe, and now, it was quickly passing under its half way point, the screen was slowly turning gray, and the music was slowly becoming more and more dramatic in the background. In anyone, a scene such as this would inspire panic, and dismay.

However, though Drea was distraught, he was hardly afraid. Especially when Apollo had grabbed onto him. The man had done more than helped him since this crazy adventure had began, and now, even though he had just met him, he had a good amount of trust for him. What was absolutely baffling was how/why the crazy ladies that had tried to kill him were now along for the ride! Even after being missed, caught, let go and caught again, Drea was really just annoyed that they would have to be saving the people that for no reason locked them up and threatened not only both of their lives but also the penguin suit!

But come hell or high water, (or both, which was currently the case) Apollo was capable of bursting all of them from out of the hole from whinst they came; but at the end of it all, passing out in the aftermath.

-10 minutes later-

The scene which was originally joyful and cheery outside had erupted into chaos. The underground plumbing problem that they had caused had literally burst from the trapped door and now floored the streets of the plaza with a layer of salt water and sewage water of about two inches depth (and we all know that you can drown in water up to two inches deep). All operations had come to an end as any shops were packing up their goods and fleeing so that they weren't ruined. If the water didn't ruin things, the smell did, as it was pretty damn gross. This was an engineering nightmare. The carnival like festivities, dancing and playing children and shopping populous had all evacuated. All that was left were the few still fleeing citizens, Drea, Apollo, and an entire host of near drowned women. Again, Drea probably couldn't give two fucks about the women, as they had been nothing but a probably. Having checked the boxes, he realized that Apollo's things, as well as his penguin suit, were both safe and sound. However, was now probably dirtier than it had ever been. All of this ridiculousness, only because he wanted to get a freakin penguin suit washed. Really. Why was it so difficult to get something clean around here!?

In any case, setting his extreme frustration aside, he had bothered to go find some milk among the panicked and fleeing vendors. He remembered when he asked for milk earlier, and if they were both cyborgs, it was enough of a hint for him to believe that Apollo ran on milk, in the same way he ran on beer. He wasn't much of a doctor and wasn't about to put his mouth on some other dudes mouth, so instead he just pinched the man's nose, opened his mouth, and slowly poured milk into his mouth. Hopefully this would do the trick in reviving him.
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The sun was below the horizon now. The stars were slowly coming out. The lights had come on, providing vision for those still evacuating. An evacuation caused by the overflowing of water from the trap door. It was thanks to this that a few men happen to run past the alley by the time the water had stop flowing out. The alley was well lit, it allowed the men to see Drea’s and Apollo’s captors and Apollo, passed out on the alley floor, a bit after Drea left.

The group of men found that the smell was worse the closer they got to Drea’s and Apollo’s captors and Apollo, but they were feeling heroic. “Oi, I think they were they're still alive.” “I think you're right” “Quick, let’s give them CPR” the men said to one another.

Sure Drea’s and Apollo’s captors and Apollo all stunk but the men did not care. There were women in need of CPR! Women who were dressed in skimpy clothing, that were soaking wet. The guys certainly did not mind and proceeded to save all their lives, save for Apollo. For some reason the guys were irked at the thought of their mouths touching another man’s, plus they figured that if Apollo were dead, if he had been one of the women’s significant other, then she would then be available.

They told each other that they will tell everyone that this man, Apollo, was harassing the girls or something disastrous. Another added that they saw him about to commit such an act against the women so they beat him to death thus saved the girls. Satisfied with their cover up story, and went on with the rescuing of only the women.

After the older sister was revived, due to a thorough tongue cpr from one of the men, she near beat the men and his friends to death with the bamboo staff she still held in her hands. One of the other girls who was revived as well stopped the older sister from doing so, reminding her of the repercussions of killing, she would receive a bounty. Sure the older sister and her companions have killed before and placed blame on innocent men, but with the city folk still frantically running about, it would mean risking being caught. “Fine, they live. Put the blame for their sorry state on those two.” The older sister told the girl who stopped her, referring to Apollo and to Drea, who was now returning to alley.

The older sister figured Drea would save his friend, so she averted all her attention to her own friends. The older sister and the girl proceeded to give their companions cpr, and when those companions were revived they helped give everyone else cpr. It was quite the spectacle. Too bad no one was paying attention, or else, one would notice how the girls rested their head on each other chest to listen for a heartbeat, or how they hugged each other, thankful to be alive, they bounced jumped for joy, and other things happen that men would have loved to have seen. Sadly only men around were either beaten to a pulp, unconscious, or in Drea’s case trying to save their friend (or else the descriptions of what conspired would have been much more detailed).

Knowing her companions to be safe, the older sister turned to Drea and Apollo, she wanted not only to apologize but to thank Apollo for saving her companions and herself. She also wanted to hit Drea some more with his own bamboo stick. Though, what the older sister saw as she looked at the two shocked her!

One could not begin to imagine or comprehend how baffled the older sister was as she watched Drea pour milk into Apollo’s mouth. She tried to make sense of it, the man, like her companions and herself had drown, how do you resuscitate a drown victim? CPR!

Wha…oh my fu…this nig…my eyes…my brain…is that a pitcher of milk? So not only did you wanted to let us die, you want to let your friend die too?” snapped the older sister. She pushed Drea out of the way and crouched down to give Apollo what he really needed, TLC CPR.

Within minutes, the older sister had Apollo gasping for air. The sound of Apollo struggling to breathe was all the older sister needed to hear, to know her work here was done. She left Apollo side, grasp the bamboo stick, and began swinging at Drea again. “I swear, if we ever meet again, I will bring your severed head with an apple stuff in your mouth to the marines to collect any sort of beli on your head”, she promised before she threw the stick away as a distraction.

The old sister made her way to the boxes, opened one, and pulled out the dirty and ruined penguin suit. Knowing fully well how important this thing was to Drea, she ordered her companions to block Drea should he try to stop her. It was fully understandable for anyone to be suspicious of the older sister actions but the thing is, the last girl of the ‘barrel of monkeys’ was a df eater.

Suddenly the penguin suit was flying over Drea’s head. “I would catch that if I were you. That is if you rather it not get dirty again.” The older sister informed Drea. “What did you do?” blurted Apollo as he regained his composure. “Me? Nothing.” The older sister pushed her younger sister in front of her before continuing, “My younger sister here, ate the Wasu Wasu No Mi. She is a forget-me-not woman. Her powers are the reason we are able to place bounties whoever we want, and with her powers she could return things back to what they once were, as if nothing ever happen.” Apollo stared at the older sister with confusion, “Why?” The older sister shook her head, “We did not do it for him, if you were not with him on this quest to get that repulsive penguin suit clean, we would have opted to do something else to it. It's the least we can do so you no longer have to stay with him.” The older sister turned her back on Drea and Apollo, and lifted her hands up to shoulder level. “With this we are even, Apollo. So I will be coming for your head too.” Forewarning Drea and Apollo of their fates.

THE END.
Edited by Spunky Misunderstood Genius, Feb 3 2014, 10:02 PM.

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