The Comfy Cartel

Sykunno II

The two descended down the stairs to the meeting room. "Micheal's garage is across from this." Sykunno explained. "And it doesn't hurt to grab a couple of snacks along the way!"

"Right." Corpse said, pulling a door leading to the meeting room open.

Sykunno and Corpse paused. Sitting down at the head of the table was the Don himself, Don Scarra, flanked by Capo Lily. Don Scarra laughed after what something Lily said. Sykunno had only met him a couple of times, but from the times he met him he seemed like a pleasant man. He had been told, though, that changed when he was drunk.

Another door burst open with another woman walking into the meeting room. "That's Capo Poki, isn't it?" Sykunno thought. "Hey guys." Poki said to the Don and his Lieutenant.

Capo Lily turned around. "Hi Poki!" she said cheerfully. "I'm just talking with Don Scarra about our new enforcer Co-" Lily saw Corpse and Sykunno standing in the side of the room, not knowing what to do. 

"Oh..." Lily smiled. "Long time no see!"

"That's him?" The don asked.

"That's him." Lily nodded. Corpse bowed.

Don Scarra patted the seat to the right of him. "Sit." Corpse sat down slowly.

"I've been hearing a lot about you Corpse. Many old friends of yours are in high positions of power in this Cartel. Toast, Lily, the list goes on. You sound like a good friend, a good man!" The Don said. Corpse nodded. "Don't disappoint me."

Corpse gulped. "Yes sir."

"Bah!" Don Scarra said. "Call me Don Scarra! 'Sir' sounds so serious, right?"

The Don chuckled. "And tell Sykunno to stop stealing the snacks from this room."

Sykunno turned his head to see the Don and Corpse looking at him. Sure enough, his hands were full of famous amos cookies. He dropped them all back in.

"You two may leave now." The don said. "I've got to talk to my Capos." Don Scarra gestured to Lily and Poki, who were observing the chat from the other side of the table.

Sykunno and Corpse left, and went back on the track to Micheal's garage.

"He seems...ok..." Corpse said.

Sykunno shrugged, taking out a famous amos from his pocket. "He's much better than most Mafia leaders."

"Hey! Where did you get those cookies from! I thought you put them all back!" Corpse asked.

Sykunno rolled his eyes. "I was part of reconnaissance for a while. Did you really think I couldn't steal things?" Sykunno reached in his pockets and drew some more bags of cookies out. "Look!" Sykunno said. "I stole 8 more! Want one?"

Corpse snatched a bag from Sykunno's hands, and popped a cookie in his mouth. "Where's the garage?"

"Right there." Sykunno pointed to a set of doors. Sykunno and Corpse burst through them to see a large garage, with many people walking around, but the traffic seemed to gravitate to one man. Capo Micheal looked like a well-built man, and was working on repairing his robotic pet, Robo-Dog.

"Micheal!" Sykunno shouted. "We're here!"

Micheal looked up from Robo-Dog. "Finally! I asked for you to swing by a week ago." Micheal glanced at Corpse. "Who's this?"

"This is Corpse!" Sykunno said. "He's our newest enforcer!" 

"Oh right." Micheal smiled. "Lily told me about you."

"Awesome." Corpse said, popping another cookie into his mouth. "What happened to the dog?"

"Fell in the pool." Micheal said. "I fixed it already, but I'm working on making it water-proof. Yvonne has gone crazy while its gone for repairs. She has to get her coffee herself instead of Robo-Dog delivering it for her. Say...where'd you get those cookies."

"Meeting room." Sykunno replied. "Want some?"

"Hell yeah!" Micheal yelled. "Cookies are my weakness!"

"I thought your weakness was Lily." Sykunno replied.

"Huh?!" Micheal said, startled. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Lily and Micheal are dating." Sykunno explained to Corpse. Sykunno threw a bag of cookies at Micheal. "For some reason Micheal acts as if it's a secret."

Corpse cleared his throat. "Right, so about the gear we need to test out..."

"Oh right!" Micheal said. He thrust his hands out towards where a pile of stuff was. A rifle flew into his hands. "Magnetic gloves." Micheal explained, pointing to his hands. He thrust the rifle into Corpse's hands. 

Corpse inspected the rifle. "Pretty light and sleek." Corpse remarked.

"Of course." Micheal replied. "15% more range, and about 20% more accurate. Or that could just be me getting better at aiming."

"Sweet. Thanks Micheal!" Corpse said, turning his back to leave.

"Just a warning!" Micheal shouted as Corpse and Sykunno left. "The rifle sometimes explodes when you shoot it!"

Corpse turned his head to Sykunno. Sykunno shrugged. "That can mean many things in Micheal's language."

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A/N:

I like Famous Amos. Can you tell?