Just call me Speedy
Roy's P.O.V
Knock knock...
" Hello. Anyone home? " I've been knocking for the past 41 seconds. How long does it take to open a door.
Don't look at me like that, you wouldn't be patient if the only thing standing between you and thirteen million bucks was a heavily guarded door.
"Who are you?" A deep voice asked behind the door.
" Delivery boy here." I said.
(*bunch of weird sounds of a lot of locks being unlocked*)
Five minutes later...
Seriously, how many locks do these guys need for one door?
The door opened revealing four guys with - machine guns locked and loaded." Sup guys, how have you been doing." I put my hand out for a high five.
One of them just snorted and the rest just stared at me.
"Don't leave me hanging. Come on."
" You're late." One of them stated.
" By five minutes, which you spent unlocking that fucking door of yours." I stated.
" Just go." The gaurd pushed me with his gun.
" I'm going, I'm going. Sheesh, is this how treat all your valued guest" I whined.
" you don't even have any value. "
"That hurt *sniff* right here." I pointed to my chest.
I followed behind the guards while looking around.
"So... " I started.
Silence.
"Which banks have you robbed lately? " I asked trying to make a conversation.
They stopped and moved aside. Across me I saw Penguin eating what he called 'Food'.
" Finally. You're here." He said with an accent.
"I have brought your order Mr. P. " I pointed to the duffel bag I carried.
" Good. " Two of the guards beside him stepped forward.
" Woah, I wanna see the money first. " I said. I couldn't just give away the delivery.
I could tell by his facial expression that he was quite irritated by the fact he needed to give away two million.
A silver case was thrown at my feet. I bent down and opened up the case.
"Oh yeah. " I said in approval. If I was a cartoon, dollar signs would be in my eyes. Wait. Am I animated?
" Cut the bullshit and gimme the bag. "
"Patience is a very important skill. " I mocked.
He rolled his eyes and the two guys stepped forward to take the bag.
" Open it."
They unzipped the bag and showed it to Penguin.
" Ahhh, lovely." He commented.
" Well I delivered the package as promised and I believe you owe me something in return." I stated.
" Of course. Take the case and be on your way." I took the case and headed for the door and as soon as I reached the handle." I could let you leave alive and well with that two million dollar case... or... I could simply kill you instead and keep my money."
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