Bloody Bullets

Another mission.

"Listen blue, I need this done! You're the only person good enough to for this job." Lotor said with his hands folding together. Lance looked at the older man like he lost his mind and can't find it.

"Lotor, I'm already on a job. I don't have time for this. I need to get closer to my targets." Lance glared at him, Lotor rubbed his temples in annoyance.

"I don't give a flying fuck! I need him dead, he took from me. No if, ands, or buts! You're doing this job even if I have to drag your lanky ass over there." Lotor said and Lance glared at him, they had a stare off for a few minutes until Lance gave up and growled.

"Fine! Give me the fucking file." Lance snarled, Lotor glared at the younger boy's disobedience.

"Don't give me that tone, youwork for me." Lotor snarled back, but with a hidden smirked at the same while giving blue the files.

"Whatever." Lance rolled his eyes while snatching the files and walking away while putting the files in his bag.

"You know you're the best!" Lotor yelled and laughed, Lance turned at the boss in annoyance.

"You just like me because I'm the only person Rosályn gets along with." Lance smirked at Lotor, the boss groaning at the mention of his wife.

"You're right. Rosályn don't like anyone, last guy got their head on a plater and sent to his family." Lotor smiled and Lance shook his head at the shorter women. She might seem helpless, but she can sure beat some ass if needed.

"You got a mean woman. Hell, I'm even scared of her." Lance shivered at the thought of getting on Rosalyn's bad side.

"Me and you both. I'm a mafia leader and a professional business man and I'm afraid of a 5'2 woman." Lotor rubbed his head, Lance laughed at the older man.

"She got you wrapped around her little finger." Lance rolled his eyes, Lotor shook his head and got back to paperwork. Lance smiling as he walked out of his boss's office.
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As the elevator door opened he looked inside, jumping when he looked to see that it was the women him and Lotor were just talking about.

"What's up crazy woman." Lance smiled nervously when he saw the look of annoyance on the shorter girls face.

"I'm hungry, Lotor wouldn't stop working, so I left. He thinks I'm in the personal office that only me, him, and you can get in. Wanna come with me?" Rosályn smiled innocently, Lance smirked down at her and chuckled.

"You're gonna make him so mad one day from running off. But sure, before I have to go and do this work." Lance grumbled, she hummed with a distasteful look on her face.

"Poor you. Working, sounds like so much work." Rosályn laughed and Lance rolled his eyes at her antics.

"Woman, you're gonna be the death of me. Lotor will have my head for helping you escape." Lance said, Rosalyn laughed and smiled up at her friend.

"Yeah, yeah. He'll have to deal with me." Rosályn gave a smirk that would probably bring the death back to life one day.

"You're one scary woman. No wonder Lotor loves you." Lance looked at Rosályn, she smiled at the mention of her husband.

"I'm a rare breed. Only some can handle this fucked up world people like us live in." Rosályn shrugged, they both laughed as the door opened and stepped out. The duo walked out the building and went to the parking lot. Once they got there, Lance went to his motorcycle and got on starting it up, smiling to the sound of his bike.

"You getting on?" Lance asked and Rosályn smirked.

"Of course. I love your bike." Rosályn snickered. Lance gave her a helmet, once they had their helmets they raced down to the Cafe. Once they got there Rosályn slipped inside to smile at Allura, they gave a big hug to each other and laughed.