Life's Second Chance

Business Proposal

Feeling quite flustered, Limburger drew his gloved palms across his face, pulling the mask off in the process. Why were the biker mice always foiling his plans? It seemed like every time he's near the shipment deadlines, those filthy rodents always managed to get wind of the situation..No pun to the Windy City of course, but still..it was quite tiresome. "I'm surrounded by idiots.." he moped as he looked at yonder the window panes of the newly refurbished Limburger Tower.

"Ever consider you being the only idiot here?" came a very sly remark making the Plutarkian jump.

"Who's there?" quizzed the alien as he whipped out a Tommy-gun and stood back-to-back to his desk, half expecting the voice to belong to one of the rowdy biker mice. The silence that followed was soon broken by snide chuckles that erupted told him otherwise. A strange chill seemed to take over the room-even his stench seemed to hold no challenge to this ominous presence. And sure enough the source of the calm steps drawn across the carpeted floor brought themselves to a stop, the figure appearing to his right in a most shady manner.

"Heh..heh.." came the dark chuckles as the well suited young man took the scene, his back to the window so a shadow was cast over his facial features.

Very irritated with this intrusion Limburger pointed his weapon at the character who seemed unfazed by this motion. "You seriously think that little toy bothers me?" The voice almost seemed delighted at the threat.

The confidence spewing from the hollowed lyrics forced the alien to slowly step back, obviously whoever this person was..had something..very..unnatural..about him. "What do you want?" came Limburger's suspicious words in tow.

The suited character casually took Limburger's seat and crossed his legs, "Why, the same thing you do of course, to please my superior, gain rank and take over this city."

With his Plutarkian foe and business rival Napoleon Bree on his mind, he hissed, "If that -" he was interrupted in a very calm manner.

"Don't worry, your little fish friend didn't send me, though he did try to take me on board."

 Feeling a pang of danger, Limburger continued to stand on guard, "What is it that you want?" he questioned.

The sinister laugh seemed to send waves throughout the room, creating chills running up the Plutarkian's spine, " My good man," came the arrogant tones which ignored Limburger's question, "We're both businessmen. Surely you know what is there to gain with a profitable partnership."

"I'm listening.." came Limburger's uneasy lyrics.

"I can lend you my services in return for a small favor.." came the young man's tones.

"What will this favor be?" came the Plutarkian's flat tones. "If it's money you want, then-"

"Oh trust me, it's going to be priceless. As you see, I have no need for your money"

Placing his gun down, the alien drew a smile, "If it's not money, then what do you want?"

"A heart," came the dark scepter.

"A h-he-heart?" stuttered the alien other dressed in a purple suit. Gulping hard, Limburger felt sweat start to drench his none existent eyebrows, "Who's heart?"

"A girl's heart," came the young man's voice as he chuckled.

A frown was drawn, "If you're looking for a date, you've come to the wrong man," came the very annoyed Limburger. "Seriously..kids these days..thinking only with their-" his train of thought was broken for the shaded other continued, "But not just any girl's heart."

"Let me guess.." began the fish of a man, "She's your one, your only true love, and you can't imagine your life with anyone else right?"

The young man just laughed. "HAHAHA.. I love a man with a sense of humor," slapping his thigh continued, "Very clever, and it's true," his response sounded half-assed. "But I believe you've gotten the wrong idea."

"I don't follow.." Limburger echoed as he folded his arms. Watching the very arrogant character, jumped as the sound of snapping fingers forced light to enter the room. To his obvious surprise, there were men in black suits, flanking each corner of his office, and then the young man's voice spoke once more, "I'm here to give you a proposal."