Wondering around Manhattan, being half drunk and the other half even drunker Villain came across BumbleBee . He was directing some guys with big cardboards on hands. What was in them?

"Hey mate what you got in there?" asked Villain.

"Ah, just the man I wanted to see." was said from Bee as he continued. "Take this. We need to show our support around for Bubbles. I want you to give these to the people you know and convince them a bit to join us."

"Alrighty then" said Villain as a bright idea popped in his mind, awesome like always!

Opportunities. 

Everything that you see around here offers you an opportunity. How capable you are of seizing it is a completely different matter though. You see those two dogs on the corner having an, ummm... good time with each other? That too offers an opporunity! Grab the puppies, sell the puppies, get the cashies. Simple. 

How nobody had not created bets for the race yet was a bit strange to think about. You know what's better than cheering for your favourite team and enjoying your time while doing so? Cheering your team and winning some green stuff while at it. As soon as he decided to go forward with his idea, he forgot about a tinny, tiny little detail. Villains wallet had literally started being a spider party spot. It had a good space for them and those fuckers didn't even pay rent, let alone electricity bills for the music. 

So here came the best part. Bumblebee was going to be part of the winning formula and cover a part of the losses. Business was good and it was time to do something.

After having finished with that Villain took out a black little book and started handing out the buttons and taking bets while cheering on for TeamBubbles!

It had been a long and tiring few weeks of hustling and bustling for the two Godfathers. The race had been neck and neck between the two and even themselves had no clue exactly which one of them would take the gold and bragging rights afterwards. Each Godfather had their own unique method of reaching their goal. Insomnia had been playing by prison rules using any and everything he could to his advantage, he had even recently called up his Russian connections to help aid him.

Insomnia was outside of Bubbles headquarters throwing sticks of dynamite at her reinforced doors hoping it would wake her ass up. Today was the day one of them was winning this competition, he could just sense it. 

"She better not still be sleeping."

Sighing he shakes his head while kneeling down to grab for another stick of dynamite before noticing Bubbles open up her window from above screaming out at him.

"What the fuck are you doing!? Your going to have to pay for that! Just wait right there!"

Bubbles gave him the middle finger before slamming the window shut, running downstairs. For being a petite girl he could hear her stomping all the way down in a hurry. Insomnia lit up a cigarette, standing there smiling at the blown up headquarters door before kneeling down to open up his briefcase, revealing his new feat to Bubbles once she stepped outside. 

"It seems the unit fairy visited me last night, leaving this under my pillow."

Insomnia smirks while holding up his 65th unit at Bubbles hoping he had gotten it first.