It had taken him weeks but Polio had found his perfect business partner for his 'bit on the side' business idea. He made the call to his Philly party friend stiffler and without hesitation they met up to execute the perfect crime. 

He forgot when he last planned a job from scratch on his own, but after letting others take on roles within his city Polio had some time on his hands. It was more for himself to prove that he could still 'just do it' and supply his friends with a lifetime supply of white socks which is all they ever wanted from him.

They both new they had a very short timeline to ransack the sock factory, as they only produced white socks on a Friday morning. Polio and stiffler were holding a party for all there friends that very night so needed to get back with the haul and distribute the ice white socks to there guests. After all, the only way to access the pool party was to wear these socks.

Polio had managed to get a sample pair of socks from one of the guards and gave worm a few days to test them and once the rave review came back... it was time to set the wheels in motion. worm gave only 2 lines  'what you do is up to you. Just do it'

The worm wriggles his way out of his sock, holding it now in his hand instead of wrapped cozily around his body. Maybe he should have done this before putting it on, but there was always time for an attempt at a negotiation around these parts and that's something that he took very seriously.

"I heard about this thing called brand deals, Polio. One of my members told me wearing this sock for free, well, it just isn't going to cut it. I'd really hate to bring out the mafia lawyers, so I'm hoping we can just, you know, take this into private and exchange a few million, you know? I'd really love to get back into that sock, it feels great, really."

Slapping down the sock on the floor, he waits for some cash to be discreetly placed inside of it.

"I'd love to endorse this, but I've got to have a little bit of incentive, you know? I've also heard there's a pool party and I'd really like to look good for some of the guests, but, you know how it is, I'd hate to have to wear something else."

"Disregard everything I just said, I love and fully support and endorse these socks. They fit great, and feel great too! I am excited to say that I am exclusively going to be wearing these socks from now on. Continue, gentlemen."

With that, the worm squirmed himself back into the sock and flashed off his famous wormy smile. 

He knew he wanted this to be the biggest, filthiest, wettest sock wearing pool party in the history of worm life.

It was a no brainer. Polio made the call to his accountant and told him to raid MrDiabolik piggy bank and make the payment immediately.

Your accountant makes note that $2,000,000 has been wired to worm from your account. The note "White Nike sock wearing contract. Paid in full" was included.

After confirmation of the transfer, Polio made a few phone calls to the 'ladies' and told them to prepare for the biggest parts of there lives... he also wanted a lifeguard or two. PabloEscobear  RunsWScissors HazelNut ella Vala

Big Stiffy was sitting in his billiards room, eating some wafer-thin ham and polishing his snorkel, recovering from last night’s debauchery, when he received a call from the Big Dog himself, Polio.

Having just sniffed a small bottle of liquid gold poppers, and feeling like his head was about to explode, Big Stiffy didn’t really absorb most of the conversation. Nevertheless, he heard pool party, white Nike socks and hotties – this was enough for him to form a call to action:

THE PEOPLE DEMAND CRISP WHITE NIKE SOCKS!

Now, Big Stiffy knew that breaking into the sock factory was going to take some doing, but with a little help and support from the new brand ambassador that they had on the inside, worm, he believed it could be done.

Later on, meeting up with the Big Dog proved fruitful and productive. After a lengthy discussion, it was agreed that if they could slide worm through the tiniest of cracks in the wall of the factory, they’d be able to wriggle through the corridors and find a suitable entrance for the would-be criminals to enter and begin their sock heist – the sock heist of the century. It was discussed that the newest brand ambassador would ooze natural lubricant to slide through, but in case of nervousness or stage fright, KY Jelly must be packed with us in case of emergencies. Obviously, Big Stiffy had this in abundance.

It was also agreed that PabloEscobear would be present, in MANDATORY attendance – maybe as security? Whispers also spread that the Big Dog was recruiting Hazelnut and Vala for tasks unknown to the Stiffmeister, this was cool, Big Stiffy plays nice with everyone.

As he pondered the aforementioned plan, Stiffy thought to himself, while eating and fucking his way through an apple pie – will this be a success?

Hazelnut had been running around all morning doing errands for the Dead Pancake Alliance cult with her bestie PabloEscobear when they had received the phone call from Polio . She listened intently as he gave the two Philly birds the details. They nodded their heads in unison at the end. This could potentially be the most fun heist they had done in quite sometime. 
 

Once the call had been disconnected, they started making headway with their plans. They were going to need a lot of pancakes to keep everyone’s energy up for such a big job. Several hours later of taste testing to ensure the pancakes were just perfect had Hazel and Bear rubbing their belly’s. Bear had given a satisfactory paws up. “This is sure to get everyone rallied up for their new socks, big parties and plentyyy of Cocaine.” Hazel mentioned to PabloEscobear as she nodded in earnest. 
 

Hazel flung the doors open to her wardrobe. Inside lay the picture perfect fire engine red lifeguard swimsuit with a whistle wrapped around the hanger. She could see it now. Sun bathing in this bad boy with the brand new, crisp white Nike socks from the heist, the perfect sock tan lines, and not to forget the marvelous party favors Bear was sure to provide. “Let’s just do it.” She said mischievously as she licked the syrup off her lips. 

Pablo rolled over on the bed after eating a brick of cocaine and watching Hazelnut prepare herself for the night of debauchery in her super hot fire engine red swimsuit. Blowing out a big huff of white booger sugar, Pablo knew the time had come. The time had come to set aside all of the differences and work together on one big score. There was discussion of a sock heist from the Nike Swish Bois but once cocaine was mentioned, she knew what she had to do. Pablo and Hazelnut knew the Dead Pancake Alliance was running low on pancake supplies and that it would only be a matter of time before they had to raid the Aunt Jemima pancake factory for the cause. For the first time, the two cults had aligning interests. For all she knew, Hell might have frozen over, but Stiffler requesting their presence sweetened the pot. The Philly birds couldn't say no to the Stiffmeister. The bear stood up on her hind legs and started rubbing her back against the tree in the dressing room, there was an itch she just couldn't seem to reach.

"Hazelnut, we may need help on the pancake heist. We might as well help the sock puppets with theirs. We scratch their backs, they scratch ours."

There was a sudden knock at the door. Reaching in her fur to pull out her gun, Pablo looks through the key hole before speaking in a deep roaring voice. 

"What's the password?"

The street kid fumbles around in his pocket while holding the golden box, careful not to drop it in front of the big, cocaine covered bear.

"Uhhh, it's swoosh, no swish, definitely swish. Sorry, Raphael_Debar told me to come on up quickly and not piss you two off."

Pablo slings open the door, quickly grabbing the box as the scared delivery boy runs downstairs screaming. Before closing the door, she hears Raphael heavily and dramatically sigh at the boy. Sitting the box in front of Hazelnut on the table, she runs her paw across it. Pablo had ordered this in advance, knowing the time would eventually come. Opening the box slowly, a golden light shines up from the four shiny pink bejeweled lifeguard whistles. 

"Hazelnut, it's time to put these babies to use. We need to get Vala and @RunsWithScissors on the horn. It's Bangarang time."

Pablo licked the cocaine and syrup from her lips, looking through the window out at the city...the chaos that would follow was going to be oh so delicious.

TIIYAH was trying to just stay in her room and out of the way, she was highly interverted.

But her poison was always music, and she was slowly moving towards it only to find that our Boss Man decided to hold a Sock Pool Party.

Now this was right up her alley and so she had no choice but to go investigate.

Could anyone reallt blame her tho, that music and the beers that she had already drank in her room, it was all but calling her Plus she had unlimited white nike sock at any given time.

She quickly changed them and decided to see where everyone was at to find them already there.

She slowly made her way down to where everyone was and found a corner of her own to just chill and enjoy the atmosphere

Polio now had the backing of the Dead Pancake Alliance and was ready to get the job under way. Part of the agreement with the Pancakers was to kidnap HazelNut en route to the sock factory. This was going to be easy as he’d done it plenty of times before. 2 of the stipulations were plenty of snacks and no gagging! Easy as apple pie!

Stiffler was in charge of snacks for the White Nike Socks Brigade – ‘Just Do ITT’ which meant Haribo, prawn cocktail pringles, pancakes with strawberries, cream, honey but his piece de la resistance was the choco fountain he had installed in the back where ‘anything could be dipped in’. As Polio rocked up to pick the Stiff dog up he was still balls deep into some apple pie, he knew this job would get messy!

The 1^st part of the operation was ‘ticked’ off, Stiff dog had been picked up and the snacks were put in place, we just needed the cocaine bear PabloEscobear to dump a load of coke in the passenger seat ready for the journey. As we approached the bear, Stiff had a playlist for us, some mad songs he said would be a hit in the future ‘take on me’ ‘sweet dreams’ and ‘tainted love’. After hearing our plan we asked the bear to join us on the trip, constantly giving us grief leading up to the operation it was time for us to get her to ‘put a sock in it’ but unfortunately she told us that Nutella was 50/50 about the kidnapping…. The tick boys didn’t care, a kidnapping is only a kidnapping if the victim doesn’t know about it, right! We had little time to mess about any longer, we had the sock pool party to sort!

After fumbling Hazel into the trunk we got closer to the factory where MrDiabolik was on the mega phone just doing itt

THE PEOPLE DEMAND CRISP WHITE NIKE SOCKS!

What was he thinking! This was a secret operation that was planned down to the last tee but Big D had taken over the operation, he had kicked worm between some cracks in the factory and he was packaging all the socks up ready for the White Nike Socks Brigade to swoosh, I mean tick in and complete the perfect crime!

Next stop was sorting the pool party and the boys needed help and badly! All they had was the venue, it was called 'tick tick..boom' located just outside The Dog Pound

I hear we're robbing a sock factory ? I've always been up for a good robbery.

I've also heard there's a party and I'm a notorious party crasher... I recently had a spot of good luck so have no problem providing GodKing Polio the funds for this glorious event.

Just remember gentleman...Put a sock on it.

Fun fact: getting into a trunk is not as easy as one would think. Hazel grumbled as Polio and Stiffler stuffed her in the trunk of the car. She wasn't really sure why it was necessary she had to remain in there. Perhaps it was all just to make the Tick Bois feel more criminal in their endeavors. However, none of that bothered her too much considering they had done an apt job at providing the snacks she demanded. 

She rolled her eyes as she munched on the pancakes drizzled with honey while she listened to the guys go on about pies and hotties. At that moment Polio had very timely run over a curb resulting in the honey running everywhere. It was a disaster back here. Hazelnut pursed her lips as she murmured to herself, "Remember, this is all for the pancake supply run and the party." It was clear she was going to need quite a few more lines of that sweet snow that PabloEscobear always carried with her. 

After MrDiabolik had interrupted, err, improved the sock heist, Hazel climbed out of the trunk and took a look towards Bear. The slow nod they both made in unison said it all. It was time to find a sick DJ for the party and time to whip out the whistles. 

Nodding, Scissors sharpens her scissors. She slips into a hot dog costume and a new pair of white Nike socks and heads for the party.

"I've come for yer chocolate and sweet bootay. My scissors and I can help you take over the factory, in and out easy peasy. I'm also here to ensure my girlfriends' safety, I heard they didn't exactly travel first class.'

Sighing she thinks of her good friends, the Thangs. She hopes she has arrived in time to share in the luxurious chocolate fountain with them. Coming back to the present the takes out a piece of white paper and snips quickly at it with her scissors. She then hands it to Polio, spread out it reads...

ALL YOUR WHITE NIKE SOCKS ARE BELONG TO US <3

sitting in her corner she spots RWS and starts making her way to one of her good people and then her song starts,

Im So Glad That You Made It

You Love Giving People The Hype, Why Not Do It Now?

so she made her way to the dance floor in her amazing socks and starts lading her way over the dance floor

mixing and a lil mingling but who was really counting.

Vala arrived fashionably late in her bright blue party dress. It had glitter on it and everywhere she swooshed little clouds of glitter floated to the ground. She was sure to wear no shoes so when she got to the venue so she could find the best pair of White Nike Tick Socks to match her ensemble.

Although she arrived late, pabloescobear and hazelnut were still buzzing around high on coke trying to get things set up because the Nike Swish Tick Bois were too busy oogling pies to help. Vala quickly began to help by typing up a quick set of rules for the pool party so no one was wacked by the end of the night. She copied it and posted it everywhere, even on the floor so worm could read it.

Rules for the Put a Sock In It Pool Party

1. No peeing in the pool

2. Pabloescobear is the lifeguard! What she says goes!

3. Hazelnut is backup lifeguard! What she says goes too!

4. Pies are made for eating.... not fucking... duh (and ew...)

5. Socks must remain on feet at all times.

6. If you'll be slipping into anything other than a swinsuit, put a sock on it so we don't have to look at it........

7. No drowning

8. Always push the person to your right into the pool.

9. Beware of the DT bois

10. HAVE SOME FUCKING FUN!

As she taped the rules to the side of the towel cabinet, Polio came over to her in nothing but his White Nike Socks and a gold speedo. Unimpressed, Vala made sure to keep her eyes up and not stare at his socks. "What are these??" He asked.

"These are the rules. We all know you bois will misbehave if we leave you to your own devices...."

Polio considered her answer for a moment and nodded. Suddenly, some incoherent whooping came from the bar on the other side of the pool. Stiffler motioned Polio over with a beer in his hand. MrDiabolik was over there too, snickering about something. Vala rolled her eyes and found the girls again. 

They were helping Raphael_Debar  set up his DJ equipment. A man of many trades, he told us he had some awesome tunes for the pool party. As he was a member of the Pancake Cult, it was safe to assume no crappy music was going to be played that evening.

It finally seemed like the pool party was ready to start.

"Where's your swimsuit?" Pabloescobear asked Vala.

"Oh it's right here." Vala grinned and did a quick swoosh with her party dress and in a poof of glitter and sequins it was transformed into a tastefully sexy bikini.

RunsWScissors tackled Vala from behind in a massive hug "Hey wifey!" Vala greeted her.

Now that the whole cult was here, lets get this party started!! The 4 girls shared a Charlies Angels high five and ran out to the pool to see what was so funny over at the bar.