Ungovernable

chapter 15

Lmao had a lot of fun writing this chapter
Enjoy

-Mommy pigs pov-

I was ordered to sit down on what looks like a chair made out of staples, it was uncomfortable and overall felt exactly what it looked like. I was furious, this is not how I planned to spend my weekend.

"Dont you move, he'll be here shortly." The same gang guy who brought me in said, before he walked out. Who's he? And why am I here? Also not to mention I could just walk right out since I'm not tied up like last time... hey that's not a bad idea

I get up from my torture chamber and walk towards the door, before I could even touch the handle it swings open, and I'm face to face with a not so happy looking guy. He's small for a guys height, but he's definitely been to the

"Be respectful and sit on the chair maybe?" He spits at me, I huff and walk over to sit on the torture chamber. He sits on the opposite side of the small desk in front of me, he lifts up his feet on the small table like his foot stool "he would get kicked in the middle of a family dinner if he did this" I thought to myself as I cringed.

As I was staring at his feet, he spoke "You don't have a foot fetish, don't you?" I break my stare to look at him, at this moment he throws his gun on the table in front of me, causing me to flinch.

"Now, listen to me if you want to make it out in one piece. Tell me all you know about Mr potato, and that bank." First of all, I barely know much about the bank, second of all Mr potato, is Mr potato. What is this information for anyway?

"I- I don't know much about the bank" he snorted and said "don't give me bullshit, you know more then anyone." I was applaud at the way he was speaking to a me.

"Well, all I know is that I was supposed to be distributing the money, but I didn't know how to count-"

"-You didn't know how to count?" I was interrupted. He sounded amused at my story

"Yes?" It was more of a question then an answer.

He burst out laughing, and I felt my fists clench "that's the stupidest shit I've ever heard" he barely even spoke because he was laughing too much. "Ar- are you hitting on me?" At this he stopped laughing and looked at me.

"Are you serious right now?" I bravely spoke up "Yes, you said I was stupid?" He started to laugh again, and this time he got up from his seat and leaned down on the small desk in front of me.

"You are stupid, but you shouldn't be taking that as a compliment, I'm mocking you because of how dumb you are. My men probably just had to tell you to get in the car, and you happily skipped into the seat. This is something to take into consideration about, maybe even go back to Madame gazelle and ask her to teach you how to count?"

I never felt this angry, it was like I was becoming the devil himself. "Now, tell me useful information, because I don't got time to hear how you failed first grade."

"All I know is that Mr potato owns the bank, he never told me anything else. He wasn't even there to train me, and who am I to betray Mr potato and tell you all the information?" I say a little too harshly.

He rolls his eyes and leans closer to me "You know I can sneak that information out of you without even trying, you won't even notice me doing it, because your proper brain cells are non existent." I stare into his eyes and imagine lasers beaming into them.

"Is there any codes? For like the vaults or something?" He asks with a raised eyebrow, I think about it and I remember there is a code.

"Yes the codes to all of them are the same, he said they where 38965-"

"Didn't even have to try" he laughs. I was confused as to why he was laughing?

"You're so dumb, and I thought daddy pig was dumb" he spat, before I knew it I grabbed the gun on the table and tried to shoot it at him.

I didn't know how to trigger the gun, that's why no shots where fired and I ended up getting tackled to the ground by the guy. We both wrestled for awhile, I tried to throw kicks at him, but my legs where held firmly in place by the guy, and he looked like he was amused, more then he was trying.

"You are so careless, doing things before you think, I am barely on my last patience, and you just pushed it!" He growled before reaching for the gun that I grabbed a few moments ago, that is now laying on the ground.

He raised the gun up to my face, but before any shots where fired, a guy came bursting in.

Thank you for reading this shit