WIP: The Quakes - III: 11-13

Part 11: The Spy

Steve waddled down the street into the alley behind Chop Stop wearing Don's=
 visor. Nobody saw him until he was walking from the Mexican place towards =
the Dentist. Then, Danny yelled. "That shit looks better on Don, you better=
 run." Steve did. There were 21 of them, and he was never good at Blackjack=
. So Steve busted a move and broke in to the Dentist office. Where he reali=
zed, that he wouldn't be drinking this Fight Club, as he spied 2 nice tanks=
 of Nitrous aka Laughing Gas.

A small squad of 'Those Assholes' followed him. Most were 9 or 10s. He disp=
atched them. 1 was a 12. Steve tackled him and sat on him. Match over, the =
12 was 140 lbs. Steve was about 320. "Get the fuck outta here!" Steve yelle=
d. They all ran back towards the main group. They knew that Steve would hol=
e up somewhere and they'd deal with him later.

However, the 12 stayed behind and said "Are you committed to a team yet?" S=
teve said "I'm probably with 'The Blondes.'" and that was how The Blondes g=
ot their name. They were about 45% blondes at this point. "I know you're af=
ter the pussy, we got pussy, 2 way hotter at least. Wanna be our spy?" "Nam=
e them" said Steve. "Dominique Simone & Nicole Kidman" said Eric Roberts. "=
Deal" said Steve, "We win? I get a threesome with them." Eric said "Done, I=
 work with them and they loved Steve McQueen, you don't even have to get le=
an."

Eric left. Steve picked the phone up and Amy picked up on the Teams line. A=
 1990s chunky cellphone. "Who's this." "The fat guy from the parking lot, I=
'm a 12, I want to set up a communications center." "Good I'm sick of luggi=
n' this piece of junk." "Kings Burgers and Sushi, It'll be up in 20 minutes=
. Then drop off the Teams phone before noon" "It will be clearly marked Com=
munications with a bell on the glass. They have to take the command center =
before they can even find out where we are, and they've already headed Hell=
o?" ^49

Part 12: Danny and the Posters.

"They're in the McDonald's" Danny hollered. "I can see our guys trying to h=
otwire a car, they're gunna ram, stand back and get through that hole about=
 30 seconds later" The car started about 100 yards away. They sounded the h=
orn. A fanfare. "Oh FUCK! That's Him's car!" "Keep your eyes peeled for a f=
at asshole with a mustache. Tell 'em it's fight club and we're with McFuckF=
ace. It will be paid for."

Part 13: Him.

Him was walking down the street from the Aspire Apartments at Cal State Nor=
thridge. He'd just heard from The Wench that Fight Club was on and that McF=
uckFace's McDonalds (say THAT 3x fast) was where the fight was instigated. =
Instigation of Fight Club activities is key and usually where the story beg=
ins. Him always liked to see them. He was a 20 at the beginning of this cha=
pter. He'll be 50 by the time this story ends. He also retires before the s=
tory is over. I mean how do you beat that. As he passed the Japanese place,=
 he heard his horn go off. Sounded his fanfare, and he was no longer his mi=
ld mannered secret identity but Him. His costume was at the cleaners, but h=
is mask sure wasn't, and he pulled it on. He dressed like the dorks in 'Pul=
p Fiction" except with a sweatshirt and a red and black as he called it... =
"FatMask" with the word CHAOS emblazoned upon it.

Then he started wobbling towards his car while hollering, "Leave the FatMob=
ile the FUCK alone!" Too late though, he heard a slam, and heard the words =
"Sorry, it's Fight Club." His anger faded, his face turned from ticked to r=
esolute. He knew that it would be paid for. Then he saw Ann. "Ann!" he yell=
ed, and he waved gleefully like a smitten schoolboy. He was a big fan. Ann =
flipped him The Bird from inside the McDonalds.