(Context)
Smg1 and Smg2 sent 3 and 4 on a mission to take a stolen meme crystal from an illegal group from a warehouse deep in town. They need it to study the meme energy. However, the small group has similar goals. 4 went in undercover and was able to get it but he's on the run on foot barely escaping the abandoned warehouse and he's looking for Three which he can't find anywhere.
Relationship: yes
Ship: Smg34
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"Oh my god-oh my god-oh my god-!!!"
Four leaped and slid over a table as he shot meme energy from his new weapon that One and Two had invented to use. It was basically a firearm that let Four use his energy to attack or defend, without his other counterpart having to be there present holding his hand. He had to place his hand on the small canister to reload as different meme energy used from the crystal was being fired back at him.
When the threats stopped firing to take a quick breath, Four took his chance and bolted down a hallway firing behind him and out a door into an empty area under a bridge.
"Don't let him get away!!"
He turned to his watch as he was still sprinting.
" *huff* Three?! *huff* where- *huff* WHERE ARE YOU?!?"
Meme energy they had left was fired at him.
"GAH-"
Four turned a corner to avoid fire and didn't see the trashcan.
So he ran right into it. Making him fly a few feet into the concrete.
The crystal flew from his grasp as it skipped across the empty pavement, he released the breath he was holding as it didn't even crack.
He moved in a heartbeat to shake off the pain and to get up.
well, he sat up about to get up. But the offenders caught up with him. He felt a strong boot pin him back into the ground. He grimaced in pain as his breath was knocked out of him. Before he could make a sound, a hand grabbed his hair forcing his head up as a blade lightly rubbed against his throat.
The other offender went after the crystal. Smg4 struggled with his bond.
"Aww, are you sad your lover boy isn't here to help you?"
"Yeah, where's he at? I heard what you were yelling in that watch of yours." his voice dripped with venom.
VRRROOOOOMMmmmm
Without warning a motorcycle came sliding through, the tires screeching in agony as it slid across the solid ground. The rider got off still wearing their helmet.
"He's right here b*t*hes!!"
Smg3 took the same weapon that Smg4 had and started firing. Making one offender take cover behind the trash can Four ran into earlier, and the other one ducked in an alleyway prepared to fire back. Four, being in the middle of it kept his head low as he reached his weapon and looked around. He saw the one behind the trash can, so he took the quick chance to tackle the offender that held him on the ground minutes before.
During his struggle, Smg3 went after the other offender down the alleyway, who had the crystal.
"Look, let's make this as merciful as we possiblly can, you come out, you drop the crystal, surrender, and we can solve this as peacefully as we can offer."
Strong energy was fired.
"SH*T—"
Three ducked for cover to avoid the meme energy.
"Alright! HARD WAY IT IS!!"
he ripped out a smoke bomb, and used his mouth to rip the piece that held the pressured smoke in. When the energy stopped firing, he used his chance to throw it swiftly right where the offender was.
*poof*
He heard lots of hacking and coughing.
He sprinted into the smoke to find the offender, who was a big guy, so Three couldn't stop himself from getting punched a bunch of times. But through the struggle, he managed to climb on top of the man and stick a tranquilizer in his neck, making him collapse unconscious.
"See? You didn't have to get beaten the crap out of and tranquilized. You could have made this easy for everyone."
He ripped the crystal from his grip and used binds to bind him until the police arrived. Smg4 managed to do the same thing with the other offender by binding him to a heavy piece of old furniture thrown out by someone.
"One, Two. We got the crystal. I'm guessing you guys got it from here?"
"Yep! The police found the base and some officers are on their way to get those two men by you. You guys should get out of there before they see you."
"Well. You heard him Four. Let's get out of here."
Both men jogged to the motorcycle which looked really nice. It was mostly black and streaked with purple.
Smg4 sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Please tell me you didn't steal this."
"I simply borrowed it! Plus it saved your life, didn't it?? Loverboy." Three said as he handed Four a helmet.
"You're returning it you know that?"
"But I like ittttttt," he whined.
"Please?"
"......ughhh. FINE. But can we ride it back to your place and THEN return it?? You need to ride this thing." he saddled himself on the motorcycle, and then patted the seat for Four to hurry up. Because of how tight the motorcycle suit fit on Three, Four couldn't help but blush at his lover.
"Not that I don't trust you, but please be CAREFUL— AHH!"
The sudden jolt of the motorcycle moving made him instantly grab Threes waist in response and hugged it tight. Three just laughed in response.
"Hold on tight Lover Boy!" he teased.
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