As Freddy was walking home he noticed a rather melancholy, waning moon shine thinly in the night, tearing a path for its light with sharp claws through the dark of the concrete jungle.

Soddenly his head was filled with thoughts.

He knew all to well that within the depths of the streets, where the light cannot reach, move evil not meant to be seen. There are silhouettes on every corner, where crooked men and creeping rats crawl amidst the shadows of harrowing dead ends.

Twisting and turning, the maze of this darkness goes on, between buildings and bricks laid by forgotten hands.

He looked down at his shoes.

Vast are the pavement on which the city sleeps, like a cancer on the mighty earth from which it's built. And yet they serve nobly, for resting beneath them the dead tell no tales.

"I've been drinking too much, time to get home", he said to himself and stumbled on.

And stumble @LuckyFreddy did as he tripped over something heavy on the ground. On his way to meet the ever serving pavement he could swear he heard a human moan coming from the place we he last saw his shoes. 

After hitting the deck pretty hard Freddy slowly got to his senses... and knees. Feeling around for what he tripped over.

"Who is laying here in the streets at this hour?"

"There are not only people resting beneath the pavement Fred"

"Oh my piccolo bambino! What are you doing here?"

"Resting Fred, resting"

Freddy quickly stood up wiped the dust from is trousers and as he renewed his efforts to get home he shouted:

"Good night Waka!"

"Good night Waka indeed" 

Paddy thought he heard Keith speak, he turned towards where the goat was walkin' next to him along the thoroughfare at the sound. But Keith had began chargin' full speed towards the man on the ground.

Paddy waves at LuckyFreddy in front of the pair, tryin' to figure out why a goat would just take off randomly in the first place, Paddy asks the first logical thing he could think of in the moment.

"You don't have food in your pockets do you Fred?"

Paddy just for the life of him couldn't figure out what had gotten into Keith. First he was headbuttin' children in the town square and now this! What else could this goat possibly get himself into? The entire city of Chicago had begun a "No goat's allowed" protest after Roco began chargin' his men with the deed to protect the sacred creatures he was born amongst. Paddy had trained 3 goats to become highly efficient thiefs. The first one died in a tragic getaway accident. The second died in a deal gone wrong, and then there was Keith.

Keith seemed as if he came from another dimension. Somethin' wasn't all the way screwed in place inside of Keith. Keith loved to shit inside of Roco's office, and would often times have to have Paddy cover his gamblin' debts to Harvey_Specter

"Huh?"

LuckyFreddy had no idea what was takin' place, which was probably for the better. Keith blew past Freddyboy, not even stoppin' to say hi. As he nears Waka on the ground he begins to slow his pace.

Paddy swore he heard a bunch of obscenities in a weird goat voice just before Keith began chewing at Waka's pants. 

"You feckin' cunt I'll show you what for, layin' down on the ground like that! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?!?"

Paddy began runnin' as Keith sounded out of line. He begins whistling as he jogs up to the scene of a brutal goat muggin'. He pulls the beast back.

"Keith what the fuck man?!?!", Paddy yells as he begins wrestlin' with the goat in the street.

The goat lets out a deep bleat and begins tryin' to whack Paddy with his horns. Paddy shifts his hold on the goat, wrappin' his arms around the horns as he maneuvers on top of the goat.

But Keith was strong, he began spinnin' and buckin' in circles. This wasn't Paddy's first rodeo, but it was damn sure the first time he had to stay on top of a goat for at least 8 seconds. 

Freddy saw PaddyPitruzzello up in the distance clearly yelling something important - and although he felt like the information was crucial it went unnoticed. He was too fixated on hairy bush of wool approaching him head on at lightning speed.

"Was that a goat racing by?"

Freddy sighted as the bush passed him at the speed of light quickly followed by a worried Paddy. Freddy turned around towards all the noise and commotion.

"Aye, what a night?"

At first he didn't know what he was seeing. After all, his lovely face did get a hefty smack as it kissed the pavement earlier on.

"It's the only logical explanation", that thought alone made him feel better about what was unfolding in front of him.

Two drunken street clowns and a goat performing what could only be described as a dramatic, modern ballet - and Freddy had the front row seat to it all. Act 1 was beautiful, chaotic but beautiful.

Squinting for a better view he could clearly see Waka tumbling gracefully on the ground desperately looking for his favorite pants, but alas the days of his most treasured attire was long gone! And in fact Keith the majestic goat looked rather impressed with himself. Though PaddyPitruzzello was hard at work shaking the poor, yet dangerous creature down for misbehaving.

Just then the light of the moon came forth and lit up PaddyPitruzzello as he was clinging to stay on top of the fantastical beast know only as Keith. The scene was pure epic, like a knight in shining armor - mounted proudly on his trusted steed of valor. If only for a moment, 8 seconds to be exact - but epic no the less. A brief but exciting moment that will forever live on in Freddy's memory.

"Roco and #Harvey_Specter would be proud of you both!"

He yelled with confidence as he waved blissfully at PaddyPitruzzello and Waka. A single tear of joy running down his cheek. To his surprise a crowd had started gathering and although it was in the middle of the night they all seemed to enjoy the bountiful laughter and smiles these two awkward fellas where giving them.

A thought came to mind!

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I welcome you all the rodeo ballet!" Freddy yelled.

"Please stay and watch as we are about to embark on a fantastical journey together!" he conveyed with a serious expression.

"I believe a tip is in order" He said as he put his hat forward toward the crowd.

"Strictly as a reward to the performers of course" he followed up while coughing.

Waka had just gotten his ass up from the ground as he saw the crowd gather around and yelling for more. PaddyPitruzzello was confused, but looked somewhat proud of the situation. Looking towards Freddy they both saw him grin as he quickly and quietly stepped back and became one with the night.