With Gorilla and his crew finally finishing decorating the HQ, he told all his members it was time to let his hair down and for everyone to enjoy a night out in Brooklyn. He had come into money and wanted to treat his loyal people with a night off, all expenses paid.

Nicklin got dressed for a change and got the dog lead that Spiral had gifted him so that he could control Diabolik this little puppy was feral and missing the attention of his e dogs. 

Blueberry_Haze had the job of gathering up everyone, a few were messing about with there hair and make up. Savannah_ had been washing for over an hour, she hadn't seen the bathroom for days as water made her come out in rashes but Gorilla knew he couldn't take her out smelling as usual, this was going to be the night of his life. Gorilla had everything lined up. Beers, food, strippers and banter. Everything he hadn't experienced for a while but we were all excited and so was he!

Anyalis- was in charge of making sure the riff raff stayed away from the boss for he was the main mans bodyguard, protecting him at all times, playing with his hair calmed his nerves and Anyalis- was the only person for this job.

The three musketeers Fugger Aegon and Carcha were doing back flips off each others beds 10 minutes before we were to depart but Blueberry knew they would mess about and ended up giving them all a clip around the head. 'COME ONNNNNNN' he roared

Nicklin made a quick phone call to @DangerMouse to let him know where we were going, after all he owned the city and would ensure we were safe for the night. He recommended we take Georgette out as she hadn't left the HQ for weeks as she wasn't happy with her new hair do

The G unit were all set, guns on the safety. It was time to leave and head into town. Let the madness begin .....

I am sure during this night out that Diabolik will give Georgette many hugs. She loves his hugs. His puppy dog hugs. She adores them. She holds his little paws. She loves to walk him. She loves to throw the ball for him. She doesn't like having to try to steal pigeons from his mouth. He gets territorial then, and she has to rap him on the nose because he's a silly dalmatian. Nicklin has the leash now though, and hopefully, he can keep him in line during the party. 

What the hell hazy shouts. Nicklin must have broken into my stash. I'm busting my ass rounding up prostitutes for him, robbing banks for Gorilla, and the worse job ever digging up graves for pocket change. And now he wants me to stop our acrobatic team from practicing for their big heist coming up.  Hazy makes a mental note to go see Diabolik and get one of those complaint forms. 

When does the madness end? 

As the G unit entered the first bar Nicklin saw plenty of familiar friendly faces, this was going to be the best night EVER!

He saw a few members from various crews who were from out of town.

SonnyFranzese had women flaunting themselves around him as usual. Next to him Tyki_Mikk was throwing out the shapes to the brass band playing in the corner. Fluffy_Tummy was playing the recorder to some cats who were dancing on the bar. We had Uncle aethersix with his top off, who had clearly drank too much but was having a great time with Quini and she was trying to calm him down. Hayley was doing cartwheels across the dance floor like a legend whilst Harvey_Specter and Sniffler were throwing punches at each other but completely missing one another.

Nicklin shouted as loud as he could 'QUIEEETTTTTT' the room went silent! For the rest of the evening, free bar. This one is on me. Give me all your guns and lets enjoy the evening. DeadlySin came from nowhere 'Shots, shots, shots, shots, get the 'buca out!'

Earlier that night, Sonny Franseze trailed the G-Unit party, deeply jealous that he had not received an invite. Part of him wondered if he was too old to get an invite, but he could have sworn that Nicklin had received an invite, and Nicklin was older than time itself. He could see him in the distance, shuffling along with the help of a zimmer frame, stopping every few feet to throw up G-Unit hand signs. The other members of G-Unit shouted at him to keep up.

A sudden gust of cold wind swept down from the Hudson river taking Nicklin's toupee with it. The other members of G-Unit burst into fits of laughter. Sonny keeled over and began rolling on the floor unable to control himself. Watching Nicklin chasing his toupee down the road, he would never forget that image. 

Sonny steadied his breathing and got back to his feet, but the G-Unit had moved on to the next bar. Rushing after them he spotted the group in a nearby dive bar. Drinks were being ordered as the members partied into the night. Sonny entered the bar and accepted a drink. He spied a ginger beauty from the bar, checking his hair in the mirror he walked over and started with some light small talk. He was surprised with how deep the woman's voice was. To his horror the lady span round suddenly and it was Nicklin in a ginger wig.