Howie Being Forced to Relax by a Bunch of Gay Teenagers

Planning a Howie Heist

It had been a few days since the
two-la-ween party, in the midst of it Molly and Howie had spoken. During the conversation Howie had mentioned how he was a construction worker. Leading to a new set of topics, by the end of their chat Howie had given her his business card. As the days went on Molly would see Howie in the city building. From day to night with no breaks. It got her thinking:
"I know I don't take a lot of breaks, but he seems to only work!" She began to become concerned for his health as he seemed to grow more sickly by the days. After maybe a week she decided enough was enough, so she went to Banzai Blaster Group Chat.

Totally Awesome Banzai Blaster Group-chat:
Beartrap: Hey guys!
Boss: Beartrap! Hey!
Crusher: Hi.
Darkstar: Hey!
Car Crash: Hi Molly!
Spike: Yo!
Flamethrower: Heyyyy!
Boss: What's up?
Beartrap: Well...You know that Howie Honeyglow guy?
Boss: Honeybee workaholic? Yeah.
Beartrap: Yeah..I think he's getting sick :(
Boss: wdym? :(
Beartrap: He looks super duper pale, and I think I watched him throw up in a bush before just getting back to work.
Crusher: Gross.
Spike: Yeah, nasty.
Car Crash: Icky.
Ben: What's going on? I just woke up?!
Boss: It's THREE IN THE AFTERNOON
Ben: I WAS PLAYING WITH LEGOS ALL NIGHT!
Boss: You need sleep Ben, I care about all my boys. And my boys need sleep.
Ben: Sorry boss...I'll get some more sleep.
Boss: Good! Anywho, continue beartrap.
Beartrap: Well..I have his phone number..I was thinking that maybe we..Prank him into relaxing! Almost forcing him, but not torturing him.
Boss: Hm...I dunno..
Beartrap: Think of it like adult kidnapping, adult napping!
Boss: Aaaalright..Now you're speaking my language.
Beartrap: Meet me at the store by five o'clock so we can plan in person.
Boss: Alright!
Ben: K
Car Crash: Alrighty!
Flamethrower: My cheer practice ends at five, I'll be a bit late.
Boss: You're at cheer practice rn?
Flamethrower: I hid in the bathroom so I could text you guys.
Boss: Well get back out there and be just as awesome as we know you can be!
Flamethrower: Okay!
Darkstar: Aight, see you then moltrap.
Spike: Fight!ng a goos34848 rn..Beeeee therez s0o.n
Crusher: I'll be there.
Beartrap: Thank you guys! I hope your practice goes good flamethrower! Also win the fight Spike!
Flamethrower: Thanks beartrap!
Spike: Thx!

Molly closes the groupchat and dials in Howie's work number.
The phone dials twice before someone picks up.
There was some rough sounding coughs, as if the caller had swallowed sand paper. Then a voice spoke out "This Howie Honeyglow speaking, how may I be of service?" It was Howie, but he sounded as if he had swallowed both a frog and a toad then drank boiling hot water.
"Hello Mr.Honeyglow! It's Molly."
"Oh, Molly." He cleared his throat "What do you need help with?"
She paused for a moment, she hadn't really thought ahead for what she was going to say to get Howie to come. She completely paused in a nervous panic.
"Molly..? You there?"
"O-Oh sorry! Did I cut out?" She quickly lied.
"Yeah, can you repeat what you said?"
"Of course um..There was a small incident involving my sister's epithet and now theres a hole in my roof. When you get the chance can you come by and patch it, please?" She hoped that her lie was convincing.
"Sure, I'll be there tomorrow." Howie hung up wordlessly, douchebag.
Molly sighed in relief and looked at the clock. 3:10 in the afternoon. Before she could think about, well anything, she got a text on her phone from a random number.

Anonymous Texts
???: Is...Is this Molly Blyndeff?
Molly: Yes! This is Molly, who is this?
???: I'm...one of Howie's worker bees. My name is Bryce.
Molly: Hi Bryce! Do you need anything?
Bryce: This may be rude...But can you cancel your appointment with Howie? Or at the very least postpone it? Howie's very sick right now, albeit he refuses to admit it.
Molly: Oh! Well...Can I trust you with a secret?
Bryce: Um...
Bryce: Yes, of course!
Molly: There's no actual construction that needs to be done. I've seen how sick he looks. Me and my

She paused before continuing her text, then deciding on better wording.

friends are gonna get him to relax whether he likes it or not!
Bryce: Really? Can I help?
Molly: Sure! Meet me at the Blyndeff Toy Emporium at 5:00 okay?
Bryce: Sure! See you then!

Molly saved Bryce into her contacts as Bryce 🐝🍯 before checking the time. 3:40. she yawned. "Hm..I guess I have some time.." She decided to go to her room. She flopped down onto her bed, set a alarm to go off at 4:55 and fell asleep

A few hours later, the alarm stirred Molly from her sleep. She sat up and yawned. "Okay.." She took her phone, turned off the alarm and made her way to the entrance of the store, when she got there Giovanni was already making his way into the store with his boys trailing behind. He almost instantly ran up to Molly and squeezed in a 'bear' hug. Coming in next was Ben and Car Crash, Ben was showing Car Crash his newest minecraft lego pig and he was listening intently as Ben infodumped about the building process. Then there was Spike who was wiping blood and picking goose feathers off of herself. Followed by Crusher who was staring at Giovanni completely smitten. And Darkstar, who seemed to be completely spaced out. Then a very timid worker bee who was carrying his hard hat in his hands came as well.
"Hi everyone! Follow me to my room and we'll start!" Everyone did as she said and followed Molly. They all sat down in different parts of Molly's room.
Ben was playing with his legos with Fred on the carpet below Molly's bed. Giovanni was sitting with Molly on her bed. Crusher was leaned against the wall next to her and Giovanni. Spike sat down on Molly's swivel chair in her room in front of her desk where she did her homework. And Darkstar sat in front of Spike to keep her from rolling around. Bryce however. Stood in front of the closed door awkwardly.
"You can sit down if you'd like Bryce." He jumped up nervously when Molly called out to him. "S-Sorry..I'm okay... I just feel a bit bad about all this.." Bryce admitted. Molly didn't expect it, but Bryce had a slight southern accent. Molly smiled. "It's okay Bryce, remember. We're doing this for a good cause."
Bryce nodded shyly and curled up into a ball against the door.
"Okay! So, since you're our boss, Excluding Bryce, what do you think we should do?" Molly asked.
"Hm..Well..When will Howie be here?"
"Sometime tomorrow. He didn't specify when."
"Ah, okay..So, I was imagining that Howie comes in..And then we swoop in on him like a bunch of hawks!"
All the boys nodded in agreement, but Bryce squeaked in fear. "W-We're not gonna actually..hurt him..are we?"
"Well...We'll try not to..But some sacrifices must be made in the name of relaxation!" Giovanni proclaimed dramatically, he attempted to flop onto Molly's bed but had to sit back up when he banged his head on her footboard. "OW!" He rubbed the back of his head. "But yeah, I'm imagining we passively sneak up on him and then..Um..I dunno, tie him to a chair? Like a recliner or something so he's comfy?"
"T-Tying him up with rope and knots could cut off his circulation and hurt him in the long run. Maybe we could try to tape him down?" Bryce piped up.
All the boys nodded in agreement, even Molly.
"Yeah..Alright! We'll passively sneak attack Howie and tape him to a reclining chair! You...have one of those..right Molly?"
"Yeah, my dad has one that he built but never used."
"Perfect! But before that...We should totally have a sleepover!!" He cheered, and so did his boys.
"Okay!"
Bryce was already standing up. "Well...I-I should probably get going then..If you're gonna have a sleep over.." Bryce dusted off dust that wasn't on his pants and turned to leave. That is until Molly called out to him.
"Wait! Bryce! You can stay if you want!" She smiled.
Bryce turned around, red in the cheeks from embarrassment. "R-Really?"
"Yeah! I-If you want.."
"I...guess I can stay.." He rubbed the back of his arm nervously.
"Awesome! Mission Howie Heist is a gAH-!" Giovanni slipped off the edge of Molly's bed while he was talking, but before he could hit the ground, Crusher had rushed over and steadied him.
"Oh! Thanks Crusher!" Giovanni smiled.
Crusher turned tomato red and put Giovanni back on her bed before looking down in embarrassment.
"N-No problem boss..." He leaned back up against the wall, the blush on his face slightly relaxing.
"As I was trying to say, Mission Howie Heist is a go!"
All the Banzai Blasters cheered! And Bryce slightly raised a fist nervously.