Direction to the ass (Robert Fico X Peter Pellegrini)

I will find out, as my name is Igor!

Fico:

Peter left. Suddenly he went after him. And I was left alone. Well, not quite considering the fact that the chatty Matovič was still next to me.

"Did you notice how he squirms?" He whispered in my ear.

"Who?" I turned to him. He was staring at the door where Peter had disappeared a moment ago.

"Well, Pele, after all. No wonder he's rumored to be hotter."

“Please, why should Pelle be warmer?” I looked again at Igor, who was still preoccupied with the door.

"There are people who have certain suspicions. What else would be the explanation for his having no female?"

"Maybe he's celibate."

"Celibacy shit, it's a bummer. Not even priests observe celibacy, let alone Pella." Igor finally turned to me. Then he stood up.

"Where are you going?" I asked him.

"I'm going to find out how things are." He ran out the door. And I ran to Dank. If anyone can help me now, it's him.

Andrej Danko:

I left the meeting immediately after hearing Matovič's speech. I really don't need to listen to this kind of shit. I ran into Harabin in the office.

"Andrej! It's good you're here!" He ran over to me and started groping me.

"Shut up, do you want booze again?"

"Well, if you still have some homemade schnapps... If you give it to me, I certainly won't be angry." I sighed. I pushed Štefan away from me and went to get him some booze. Štefan thanked him and left. I sat down and he thought.Suddenly there was a knock on my door.

"Stefan, I don't have any more booze!"

Fico peeked out from behind the door.

,,Jesus Christ! What are you looking at?"

,,I need help. Brown. Well, not me, but Peter. Maybe" he stuttered to himself.

"Close the door and come with me." Fico closed the door and went to sit across from me.

"Do you know the best way to help Peter?"

"You don't even know what I want to ask you!"

"I guess."

,,So, tell me."

"The best way to help Peter is to—" I paused dramatically. scolding him for being a bum, even though you yourself have been begging for sex with him every night, and last but not least, you don't give a shit about him when he needs you the most!" Fico looked at me in amazement.

"So-" he started, but I didn't let him finish.

"So get out of here before I beat you up with my own hands." Pelle did nothing to you and you treat him like this. The main thing is that when he was the prime minister, he was good to you, wasn't he? That suddenly suited you. When he was in the hospital at the end of February because he almost couldn't breathe, were you even there for him?! Did you ever care about him at all?!” Fico looked like he was about to cry.

"You know about the fact that he and Náhlik got together, right?"

"Yes I know and just so you know-" He stopped me.

“Peter gave a speech a while ago. After him, he also left with Náhlik. Matovič ran after them because he is convinced that Peter is gay. Andrei, you know what Peter is like. Igor wants to eliminate him."

I looked at him. I got up.

,,Where are you going?"

"Behind Peter. And don't even think of coming with me!"

Igor Matovič:

I delayed because I still had to run to the gatehouse to ask where Pelle's office actually is. Now I was headed straight there. Whatever he's hiding there, he won't hide it from me. I read a lot of articles about gays on the internet. Some are even so perverted that they have threesomes with dogs. And I had to prevent that. I was already at his office when suddenly Danko stepped in my way.

"Stand you unclean man, for I see your evil intent!" He launched at me. To show that he meant it, he spread his hands.

"Andrej, what the hell are you doing? Let me go, I have to go somewhere."

"My eyes see that you are hurrying somewhere, but my mind does not allow me to accede to your terms."

"Andrej, shut up and let me go!"

"NO!"

Suddenly the door opened. Pelle peered out of them. If he had looked agitated in the chamber, he was even more so now. In addition, he was still all disheveled and, in general, he was as if torn from the car.

"What are you doing here?" He looked at us confused. Danko started again.

“Peter, my dear friend. I come with the best of intentions from the distant lands of the second floor to inform you that"

"Pelle, you and Náhlik are farting a dog there?!" I interrupted Danko's heart-wrenching speech.

"Pelle fucks dogs?" Drunk Harabin spoke up behind me.

"Well, he'll tell us that himself, won't he?" Peter stared at us in astonishment.

"You gentlemen have really screwed up." I had had enough.

"Peter I'm going in!"

"STOP, YOU DEVIL!" Danko yelled at me, but it was too late. I burst into the office and there... Wasn't there anyone?"

Fico:

I ran as hard as I could. When I finally got to Peter's office, there was already a whole crowd of people standing there. I heard Peter.

"Igore vypadni!"

"Get out or what?" Igor stood with his hands on his hips opposite Pelle. Both of them are almost the same height, so they were looking directly into each other's eyes.

"Get out or I'll fuck you."

,,What?!"

"Get out or I'll kick your ass so hard you won't be able to get up for a week!" Matovič took a step back and then ran out the door. When he disappeared, Peter finally noticed me.

Skin:

Fico was standing in my office looking at me.

"Everyone go away, please." Robert stared at me for a while longer. Then he finally pulled himself together and left. When everyone had disappeared, I collapsed into the chair, all settled. I suddenly noticed something. The night we left Tater, I Robert gave two phones. They belonged to the journalists who were spying on us. They were not there. That's the end of it.