Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

(Steve's POV)



"Ah, that one stung." I groaned. I gasped for air, as blood trickled out of my mouth into a small puddle on the floor. 

I had no idea where Tatum and Robin went or if their even alive, but I'm trapped in a room with 2 Russians. Some sort of general high in command and another burly Russian gaurd who kept throwing punches and my face and stomach. I was completely covered in blood and bruises. 

"Who do you work for?" The Russian General asked me. 

"For the millionth time I work at Scoops Ahoy! Scoops Ahoy!" I shout in his face.

The General glanced at the gaurd and gave him a short nod and that was when the gaurd jabbed me right in the stomach. I groaned in pain.

"What the hell! Look at my outfit! Look at my outfit! Do you think I just wear this? That I'm a spy in a sailors uniform?" I shouted.

The General seemed unamused, "How did you get in?" He said as he paced around the floor.

"I already told you. My delivery didn't come, so me, my girlfriend, and our friends thought maybe it was left at the loading dock, so we went in the room and it turned into and elevator, and then it dropped and then next thing you know, I open my eyes and we're in this wonderful facility. But, I swear nobody knows about this, nobody saw us." I plead.

The General has a weird look on his face as he takes all this in. 

"You can just let us go, alright? And I'm not gonna tell anyone about this, ok? Shit happens. Life goes on. And, uh.. Ice cream! Ice cream, ok? You guys know what ice cream is. Everyone loves ice cream. I don't know if you have a Russian ice cream or if that is considered gelato. I don't know what is what, but whatever you want, seriously, USS Butterscotch, I mean you gotta try it. It is out of this world I'm telling you!" 


The General and the Gaurd stare and me with straight faces and then bust into a fit laughter. I start to laugh nervously with them. I couldn't quite tell why they were laughing but I was worried. They definitely were not accepting this offer. 

"I like this guy! USS Butterscotch.." The men chuckle. 

The General squats down, his face inches away from mine, "Who do you work for?" 

"Scoops Ahoy."

The General shook his head and stepped back. The burly Russian stepped up to me getting ready for another hit.

"Oh, fuck. No, no! Seriously! No!" I cry out. 

The guard threw another hefty punch to my face and that sent me out cold.



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"Let go of me!" Tatum screamed. 

Some Russian gaurds were dragging Robin and Tatum into a room to be held hostage in while I was still unconscious.

They opened a door and threw the 2 girls on the floor carelessly. I was already on the floor of the room.

Robin yelped as they threw her to the floor and Tatum tried to crawl over to me in a struggle. 

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