Vicious Cycle

Vicious Cycle XXI

VICIOUS CYCLE

XXI

The following night, Ideal and Proper of Wavy Nation were walking through a district discussing a few things

“You know what I hate?” Proper rhetorically asked “People that have money that are stuck up and think they’re better than everybody”

“Trust me” Ideal declared “They wouldn’t last two seconds on the streets. We would have them for lunch”

“Trust...” Proper replied “Situation’s fucked now. Do you think Wonder being cool with Starr going out with that Dons Galore Fool?”

“I think it’s a front. I actually think he will kill her” Ideal stated “R.I.P. Starr”

“Fuck off, why are you talking like that?” Proper barked “Fucking hell...Why, Starr? Why...What’s so good about that Dons Galore dick head”

“OH MY DAYS...” Ideal began to laugh “DO YOU LIKE STARR?”

“Who wouldn’t?” Proper declared “But still...Why are we stressing over her life? She made her fucking bed, now she will deal with it. Anyway, we got our own shit to deal with. Like the fact that we’re gonna be going into war with those Galore idiots”

“I know...But don’t watch that, I’m ready for them. Crack a few skulls together, it’s minor” Ideal proudly declared.

“Bro...You say that like it’s so easy. Them Dons can be demented” Proper declared “But still, you know that girl Leanne? She was looking nice the other day!”

“That Greek chick..?” Proper declared “She’s fucking sexy! You know she was looking at me, yeah?”

“Keep telling yourself that, you might actually convince yourself that it’s true” Ideal laughed. The Wavy members then entered a car.

“Shit...Do you have money for gas?” Proper asked as he was in the passenger seat

“No...I swear you said you were going to get money” Ideal declared

“FOR FUCK SAKE...We’re gonna only last ten minutes on the road. What we gonna do when the fucking Feds start chatting shit in our ear?” Proper barked as he was annoyed.

Suddenly, a largely built-man wearing a balaclava approached Ideal and Proper, and pointed a gun from through the opened window on Proper’s side.

“YOU MAN...GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE CAR”

“Yo...Are you serious?” Ideal barked “Fuck off, you idiot. I could end your life tonight”

Ideal patted his trousers to look for his gun. He is shocked when he doesn’t feel anything. He looks to Proper, who shrugs his shoulders. Another man with a balaclava on his face arrived in his car pointing a rifle at Proper and Ideal.

“Now we can do this the easy way, or the hard way” The big man stated “Your choice”

Proper and Ideal then hesitantly exited the car.

“Cool...You man got some cool clothes on, still” The big man declared

“Trust, look at their trainers. That is needed in life” The other guy in the car stated “Bro, jack their clothes swiftly”

“Yo, you man” The big man directed his speech at Proper and Ideal, who tried not to be intimidated “Take off your clothes”

“Are you man mad? I ain’t taking off my fucking clothes” Ideal barked

“Is this really the time to get brave? Your life is in my hands, and I won’t hesitate to end it” The big man declared

“Let’s just do it. We were caught slipping” Proper declared in a defeated tone. Proper and Ideal then began to remove their clothes and handed it to the big man.  The Wavy members were then left in their boxers, t-shirts and socks. The big man and his accomplice were laughing hard. Proper and Ideal were livid but they were powerless to do anything.