The Right Side of Wrong

Family Feud: Part 2

Veronica's POV:

Harley & I wake up, each of us strapped to a table with restraints while Dad stands before us staring at his phone.

Harley: "Hey, what the fuck are you doing? Let us go!"

Dad: "No can do, sweethearts. Stupid Irish son of a bitch just cost me $700."

Me: "Dad, why are you doing this?"

Dad: "Eh. Some lady paid me a lot of money to keep you two tied up and out of Metropolis, away from your gal pal, Ivy."

Harley & I: "Lena?"

Harley: "What does she want with us?"

Dad: "You know, she wanted me to kill you two? But I figure, why waste all those perfectly good organs?"

Me: "Wait, is Mom in on this, too?"

Dad: "Oh, of course not. Jesus! You think I can't do nothing without your mother? I got a life of my own, girls."

Dad places two pieces of tape over Harley's & my mouths.

Dad: "I've got hobbies. I play online poker and general scuttlebutt, eh?"

Then, a man knocks on the door and walks in.

Brian: "Helper Boy for Nick Quinzel?"

Dad: "Yeah, that's me. Hey, whoa, you're the guy who helped me mount my TV. Brian, right?"

Harley & I scream and writhe against our restraints during their conversation, but our screams are muffled beneath the tape, the restraints are too strong, and the guys are ignoring us.

Brian: "75-inch flat screen and sound bar. Sweet starter home-theater sitch. How's that working out for you?"

Dad: "Best way to watch 'Bosch'."

Brian: "No doubt, no doubt."

Dad: "Didn't know you were a surgeon, too."

Brian: "Well, I've never removed organs before."

Dad: "I believe in you, son."

Brian: "Ah, man, that means a lot. So, who's psyched for some surgery?"

Brian walks to stand between Harley's and my tables.

Brian: *to Harley & I* "Now, your dad didn't spring for the anesthesia package."

Dad: "In this economy?"

Brian: "So we're doing this Civil War style."

Brian pries the tape off of our mouths.

Harley: "You have got to be fucking kidding me!"

Brian puts gags in our mouths to bite down on before sealing our mouths back up with new tape.

Brian: "Now both of you hold your breath. We have to slice open the lungs to get to the kidney(s). Pretty sure."

Brian grabs a handheld buzzsaw and turns it on, slowly lowering it toward Harley's body. However, it shuts down, so he sets it on the table beneath Harley's feet.

Brian: "Oh, man. I forgot to charge the thing. I'm just gonna have to use the scalpel."

Dad: "So, this is your full-time gig, or...?"