The Legacy Of Jewelox

CHAPTER 16

     The burly man looked at his beefy partner who was too busy snoring. He then looked back at us. Burly changed his gaze to Beefy and back at us before repeating it for about six times and he finally let his eyes fall on each of us. He went back to looking at his partner and then his eyes trailed back at us and he didn't bother bringing it down to Beefy's.

     “AAAAAAAAAH! STRANGER DANGER!”, Burly expired his lungs sore, establishing himself with his hands up in surrender. I gawked at the man. Burly kicked Beefy awake who gave the same opening as Burly. Beefy had his hands up too until common sense struck his frickin eyes.

    He turned to Burly and then averted the stare at us, lowering his hands. “W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-who a-a-are y-y-y-y-you?”, Beefy tried sounding intimidating. Me and the others exchanged worried glances. Did Rafel really hit them that bad? And here I was, thinking I am crazy.

     “You could be considered normal in our current situation", Anne leaned in, to whisper the obvious. I nodded, not knowing what to do.

     When no one answered, it was Burly’s time for reality-check session for he loomed his hands down. “W-what are you ch-children d-doing here? In the mid—whatever the time is!”, Burly scowled.

     “I never thought this day would come", Colin sighed. “A baby, is from 0 months to 1 year and they can't walk. We are most certainly not them and you never accused us of being so. Toddlers are the 1 to 3 year olds who walk and talk. No, that came out wrong, it's offensive to the planet of talking so I'd like to replace that word with screaming. Of course, you didn't call us that EITHER. A kid is from 3 to 9 and they have a huge ego with the want of acting cool. If a teenager has a kid brat, ‘piss off’ would occur naturally. And, you didn't call us this either since our coolness is way out of brats’ leagues and ironically, you've recognised that. Tweens are those attitude asshats, 10 to 12, and this is most definitely what you called us. Tweens are hyperactive and rude and we are in a totally different level. I hope you understand. And that independent youth we all love calling teenagers are the ones from 13 to 19 and THAT is US. Teens are plain rude and yes, we are. To the core”

     I gaped at my cousin brother and virtually face-palmed myself though Zepher didn't bother going virtual and went reality.

     “Look, just forget it. What's a colossal party of goblins doing here?”, Beefy growled.

     “Again, we are TEENAGERS, you over careful pain in the rear end! T-E-E-N-A-G-E-R-S! Not so hard to remember, is it?”, Scott scowled.

     “Trolls", muttered Burly.

     “You're an ass", Hazel puffed.

     “You are!”, I backed her up. “You're just missing the giant snout and the long ears! Then you'll surely be an ass!”

     “And there goes my hopes of Agent Peppermint backing up Agent Anchor Newdale crumbling down like an ancient building”, Mia smirked miserably.

     “What are you whatever-you-wanna-call-yourselves doing here?!”, inquired Beefy in a serious manner.

     Zepher and Rafel started looking around as if he was asking someone else.

     “This fabulous memory power that I rely on, shows me the image of me blacking you guys out with a genuine music. Only that the instrument I used was a bully”, Rafel gave a nod with understand-ment. “And additionally, it leaves the expression that we intruded in here", ended Zepher, fearlessly.

     “I-i-i-i-intruded in? Th-th-th-th-th-this is not f-f-f-f-f-funny!”, Burly and Beefy stammered in an awful unison that I could've mistakened them for twins if it weren't for the fact that Beefy looks like Satan's grandfather and Burly looks like Satan's father’s godfather.

     “That's why no one's laughing”, I replied, realistically. If my classmate had caught us, I’d have a full time gale, but this is not them. They gave me a glare which I returned a EVIL smirk for.

     “Listen, I’m gonna call Chief and you F-ers will pay deep shit", Beefy smirked dubiously as Burly drifted off to lock the door.

     I could feel my face go whiter than it's usual colour. “Sure. Go on. Tell him", Scott grinned merrily. WHAT THE HELL, BRO?! TELL THE CHIEF?! MORE LIKE BURN YOUR SAINT HAIR! I'LL FRICKIN KILL YOU ONCE WE END UP IN PRISON AND I'LL MAKE SURE TO PERSONALLY GET YOUR HEAD BALD!

     “Though be rest assured that today will finally be the day you kiss your job bye, bye, bye”, Scott added. Huh? We stared at him confused. The guards just rolled their eyes, carefree.

     “Okay, bro. You are SO not making sense", interrupted Theo. It was then that Scott's point washed over me like the world was about to crash.

     “You half-dead ear split eye cracked morons realise that you're supposed to be keeping your guard up, not sitting there and having a junk meal, right? I wonder what you're boss would say to that", Rachel wondered out aloud with a huge grin plastered across her face. As realisation hit them securities, they're throats seemed to be perfect for earning an Oscar award for fast gulping.

     “‘OH MY GAWDDEI! I MUST HAVE LOST MY MIND TO LET TWO INCOMPETENT FOOLS BE INCHARGE OF WATCHING MY CAREFULLY RAISED SECURITY FOOTAGE ROOM! OH MY KADAVULE!—' that's in Tamil for God—'WHAT WILL I TELL MY LOVING PAPA?! OH, HE WILL BE DISAPPOINTED! HE HAD HIGH HOPES ON ME AND TO BELIEVE THAT I BUILT TRUST UPON TWO WORTHLESS NINCOMPOOPS... THAT IS ~SEEMPLY~ RIDICULOUS! OH WHAT DISGRACE! YOU'RE FIRED! FIRED, I SAY! FIRED! I WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO EVEN FACE MY SIX YEAR OLD BROTHER WHO RUNS A SUCCESSFUL MALL IN FRANCE NOW! WHAT WILL PAPA SAY, I WONDER!’”, Theo mimicked their chief. “And he'll rant on and on about disappointments"

     Everyone except the uncomfortable nervous securities erupted in laughter.

     “Just so you know, we ain't criminals”, Anne told them, modulated.

     “Yeah, right. We believe you", Beefy snorted, sitting down, hugging his legs.

     “You do?”, Theo asked instantaneously with surprise. Even Zen ain't this dumb. Theo is acting like Cronie. I let out a huge sigh and rested my head on Sky's shoulder.

     “Yes!”, Beefy said sarcastically.

     “Oh. That took me by surprise”

     Theo got a whack on his head from Rafel. “He doesn't, you nitwit!”, Rafel groaned, frustrated.

     Beefy and Burly chose to laugh. I’ll have them later for laughing at one of my mates.

     “All hail to peace!”, Rachel pleaded.

     “Puh-lease!”, Burly rolled his eyes at us.

     “Tell us what you're doing here", demanded Beefy.

     “TBH, IDC if you believe us or not. We just got our work done here and the remaining part is to escape and now that we've been spotted by two molted oysters dipped in the dragon Hungarian Horntail's snot, they will shortly help us outta here", I clarified.

     “And to start with, hand over your communicators", Colin smirked mischievously.

     “WHAT?! NO WAY!”

     “Oh, then we're very very very sorry to say it's to be done by force"

     “Stop that, Agent Cutlet! No one's gonna force anyone. Anyways, i beg your pardon for my friends behaviour. We can all forget this day if you just helped us out. We mean no harm, sir", Ashton bowed in apology and his voice was calm all the way. I’ll never be close to this softie's respective personality.

     The two securities looked at each other with a bit of softened expression towards him. “F-first tell us why you're here", Burly asked Ashton.

     “Ever realised that on the 1st of this month, there's been a camera jam? We came here to—" “ Agent Samosa!”, Zepher hissed anxiously. “Retrieve a few information on the bastards—” This has got to be the first time he's swore. Shit! I should've recorded that. “Because they seem to have awful business with us. I’m sorry, but this is as far as I can tell you two"

     Beefy gave a few considerate coughs with an eye closed. “I guess that could be alright. Helping you"

     I choked on the breath I didn't know I was holding and my eyes wandered to the other Summer.

     “Dude, I think I lost an auditory cell...”, Hazel confessed to me. “I would've called you a grandmother but I noted that mine just got damaged too", I flipped.

     “You should have more of his manners you know", scoffed Burly, indicating the tinted cheek Ashton. I rolled my eyes at his suggestion. “You should consider worshipping him so", Scott smirked just enough for me and Anne to hear.

     I let out a low whistle and held my hand for Beefy to take. “We are a team at the moment”, I shrugged as Beefy sighed, helping himself up a bit and clutching my hand for support.

     “AAAAAAAH! WHAT THE FRICKIN FRICK WAS THAT?!”, Beefy screamed in agony, jumping up, leaving my hand as soon as he touched it. I eroded in laughter and showed everyone the hand buzzer I had in my hand and everyone laughed along except for Beefy who was glaring at me. It zapped him.

     “That, was for making a fool out of our mate", I told him.


     “Okay, ready to hit the lobby?”, Zepher asked for the gazillionth time after we went through our plan. This, by far, was the most easiest escape ever.

     Once Beefy and Burly had gotten the gate securities into the building for whatever the reason they were titled to make up, we sneaked outta the front without any trouble and made sure to dispatch all the SCJs I used.