Michael drove down the road in Melissa's car. He griped the steering wheel tightly making his knuckles turn white. His mind was full of thoughts making him nervous for what he was about to do. He breathed in slowly and exhaled "it's for Mel's safety, nothing matters more than Mel's safety" he said calming himself down.
Finally reaching his destination he pulled in the bank parking lot and parked his car. He reached down under the passengers seat and pulled out his black bag. He unzipped it, the white mask was staring back at him. He sighed and took it out. He swung the duffle over his shoulder and placed the mask over his face putting his hood up. Once he got out of the car he walked with his head facing the sidewalk into the bank.
Michael stood in the center of the room. People walked around carrying envelopes and purses full of cash "no one move!" He yelled looking up revealing his mask. He pulled out a gun.
The gasps and screams of people in the bank echoed in his mind "now, everyone that doesn't work here get out!" He yelled, the gun shaking in his grip.
People frantically raced to the doors.
Parents grabbed their children by the hand and dragged them to the safety of outside.
Michael walked forward to the man at the main desk "give me the money" Michael said in his, as Greendale would call it, robber voice.
"No" the man responded.
"Look I know you're trying to be brave but I need that money" Michael lifted his gun and pointed it at the man.
Some of the other employees gasped but the man didn't even flinch "I said no" he repeated.
Michael loaded the gun.
The man looked at him with the same expression.
He gave the trigger more pressure "don't make me shoot you" he said hoping the man would do as he instructed.
"I'm not making you do anything, I'm simply telling you n-"
Blood splattered onto Michael's pure white mask. The man fell face down onto his desk. Michael turned around.
"You're taking too long!" Jay yelled from the entrance. He ran over to Michael "don't touch the body, let's go" Jay walked behind the mans desk. He pulled out a bomb from his pocket and stuck it onto the safe door.
Michael stepped back.
The lock exploded open and Jay proceeded inside "go watch the civilians" he said to Michael.
"But-"
"Now" Jay demanded harshly.
Michael turned back and found the other employees huddled under their desks.
"We called the police! You'll never get that money!" A women yelled.
"Well thanks!" Michael spat "shut up and turn around" he pressed the gun against her head and she screamed. He did something horrible. He smiled.
"M.G! Stop playing with the hostages!" Jay yelled "I need help"
"I'm only teasing" he laughed pulling the gun away. It happened, he was back "where's everyone else?" He asked.
"Should be coming" Jay replied.
Michael ran over to the safe and walked inside. Thousands of dollars were stacked on top of each other aligned in the walls "holy shit" Michael said amazed.
Sirens were heard from outside. Michael looked out the broken door of the volt "cops" he said.
"Showed up a little late to the party, huh?" Jay replied.
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Warning [5SOS]
FanfictionMichael Clifford has a bad habit of getting into trouble ☠ And that's why he likes the good girls ☠ You've been warned ☻
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