Rae the Mother fucking bae was sat on the couch reading MrOwl’s diary and having a giggle with a glass of wine when the door burst open. She glanced up, expecting Frank_Gallagher to be drunk and lost, with Rudy trailing behind him begging him to just follow him back to Manhattan, but no. Instead there was a WiGgLeFaNGiRl4LyFe standing there and staring at her, gun in hand. She looked around, a bit confused before tentatively asking, “Bae?” to her best friend in the whole world. When he didn’t answer she wondered if she’d have to get the him his special strawberry Kiwi drink because clearly something was wrong. 

“Its time.” He said as he took a step closer, but then he glanced at his watch. “Well, its almost time.” He shrugged, “But I figure we can get a photograph of you crying before this happens.” He smiled, “Something for us to remember you by.” 
“What on earth are you talking about?” she asked him, mostly confused but still mildly amused. 

“I’m here to challenge you for Godfather.” He told her, “Thats what I have to do, Spikes told me I have to challenge the GodFather. So, It’s time. And I’m not saying I’m mad, but I am disappointed that I have to do this.” WFG4L said to her, which caused Rae the Bloody Bae to snort with laugher. 

“You fucking idiot, you’re in the wrong god damn city. Go back to Philly and challenge THAT Godfather.” She told him before picking up her wine again, “God damn, are you sure it’s me with the drinking problem?” she asked him before pointing to the door. “Go, and make good choices. And call me after..I feel like we never talk anymore.” WFG4L blew her a kiss with a loud, “MWUAH!” before heading out the door and hopefully towards Philly. 

A few hours later she got off the Plane in Philly to where there was a lovely stage set up. She got the call from Kairi earlier and headed over, because this was the most specialist of moments for her very bestest of friends. She stood on the stage waiting for the guest of honor, and Philly’s new GodFather, all the while thinking back to the beginning with their dear friend, Sledge. She frowned and patted her pockets, suddenly hungry for a cheese burger, but there was nothing there. Instead she found a bracelet she’d been looking for and she murmured an “oooh, Glitzy!” before sliding it onto her wrist.

 
She saw the car pull up and when the door opened and WFG4L stepped out they both threw their hands in the air and yelled, “REUNITED!” as WFG4L made his way to the stage, with Myrddin trailing behind him muttering about losing his will to live over horrible life choices. Once everyone was there, Rae the Gassy Bae got her notes out of her pocket and stepped up to the microphone. 

“If someone had told me years ago that I would be standing up here, a leader of a city where my home town was brutally murdered almost as if its a joke, I would have laughed. Because jokes are funny. When Wigglebutt died all those months ago, WFG4L and I did something neither of us expected. We fucking lived. And holy shit, here we are.” She put her hand over the microphone to mute it a bit and leaned over to whisper something to Miss_Niki that sounded an awful lot like ‘is there a mathroom near?’.  She removed her hand and carried on talking as if nothing had happened.  

“Philly suffered a loss this week, but to fill the gaping hole that Esau left behind, Nimiri will be stepping in and claiming Bella Vista as their own. I personally am very excited about this, but it does mean my sweet, sweet Navent is even further away from me. Maybe. I’m not great with directions. Or math” She shrugged and then flipped the note card behind her only to hear an “ouch” from PoisonCentipede “Whoops, sorry little person.” she muttered while looking down at him. She blinked a few times, and then remembered she was talking to a whole crowd of people. 

“Now, Being a GodFather is no easy task. Unless you’re me and have a lot of hands helping you from the inside.” She said with a smile, “But in this case, you need people under you that you can trust and I know that WFG4L wants no one under him more than his good friend Myrddin.  And we know Myrddin is truly excited about setting up in Old City District and getting to help out in a new slightly less awkward way. Goodness knows he’s got enough of his own mails to answer so not having to deal with WFG4L’s is probably a blessing.” 

“But now is the part where I get a little emotional. Because WFG4L is a wonderful... dare I say, person. And He has put up with a lot to get where he is. Separation anxiety, dangerously high sodium levels,  sexual harassment, some potato chips that had gone a bit soft from age, and also just so, so, so  much murdering. And I am so pleased to stand here and say, before anyone else, Congratulations on God Father my favoritest person ever. You are literally, too bae for life. I can’t even at this point.” And when she finished speaking she waddled over and gave WFG4L a massive hug. Twice. 
 

Myrddin feels the rest of his life leave him only to be brought back at the last second from the news that his crew leader took the position of Godfather Chairman.

Congrats, Wigglefangirl4lyfe. I am very proud of you. 

The Hulkster was quietly reading his favorite book, 'The essence of ripping shirts.' When he heard a knock on the door. 

WHO COULD IT BE? 

Pondering the potential knockers Hogan decided to strut his way over to the door. With the occasional muscle flex and pose it took him a full five minutes to actually answer the door. 

MEAN GENE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE COMPADRE?

Gene looked exasperated. Actually, i dont know what that word really means so he may not have looked it. But he did look out of breath knocking profusely at the door for Hogan. Gene decided to Speak to Hogan.

Hulk did you not hear me knocking on your door for the past five minutes? Were you randomly posing and flexing your muscles again? Anyways Hogan i dont know if you heard but all of Philadelphia is in riot right now.

Hogan scratched his balding head. 

OVER WHAT AMIGO?

WiggleFanGirl4Lyfe has finally reached the rank of Godfather and everyone is going out of their mind as little jon would say hulkster.

Hogan ripped his shirt like a boy on prom night.

WELL BROTHER ITS TIME WE PAY A VISIT TO THE LITTLE HULKSTER!

***

Hulk-A-Mania was in full swing. Fans everywhere were wiggling in their red and yellow outfits. Hogan could not help but smile joyfully as he saw the parade around the districts. Durdens had shown up to support the new ordination of the Godfather but unfortunately for them were being shot left and right. 

Hogan clicked play and began to strut down the grand stage he strutted down so many times before. The beautiful flexing. The occasional taunting. The glorious poses. The Hulk-A-maniacs, Wigglefangirl4lyfe especially, were screaming their skirts off and now they had more of a reason to scream. Hulk-A-Mania was present. 

Rayln looked so excited for Wiggle as he was being crowned the new Godfather with whatever they crown a new godfather with. A tie. Mean Gene immediately ran up there with his microphone and began to hold it for the Hulkster to affirm his friend. 

WELL YOU KNOW SOMETHING WIGGLE WIGGLE, ITS BEEN A LONG TIME FOR YOU TO ACHIEVE SUCH A GLORIOUS RANK! YOU KNOW DUDE, I HAVE TO SAY I AM HAPPY FOR YOU BROTHER! YOU HAVE, SINCE I HAVE KNOWN  YOU ALWAYS BEEN SUCH A HUGE SUPPORT FOR ME AND WANTED THE ABSOLUTE BEST FOR ME DUDE!

Hogan flex....

Mean Gene was right, Hogan was talking for a long time. It was now a moment for some flexing to ensue.

Flexing ensues. Wiggle begins to flex with Hogan.

Flexing ends.

I WANT YOU TO KNOW AMIGO I THINK YOU WILL DO WONDERFUL THINGS IN PHILADELPHIA AS THE SUPREME WIGGLE LEADER DUDE! I HOPE YOU KNOW THE HULK-A-MANIACS WILL ALWAYS SUPPORT YOU AND WILL GLADLY APPLAUD YOUR EVERY WIGGLE BROTHER! 

I STILL REMEMBER THAT DAY WHEN MY FATHER WAS RAISED TO THE CREW LEADER POSITION AND YOU WERE ONE OF THE STRONGEST SUPPORTERS OF HIM THANK YOU FOR BELIEVING ME AND MY ANCESTRY AMIGO! YOUR FRIENDSHIP HAS NOT GONE UNNOTICED AND IT WONT BE FORGOTTEN BROTHER!

Hogan then hugged the wiggly one and began to take pictures. Autographs were being signed by both men and Hogan had decided to run back to the original HQ base where they were all once from. 

Stumbling in behind WiggleFanGirl4Lyfe and Myrddin, still drunk for making his famous apple pie moonshine and still wearing his Hulk-a-Mania Tshirt, he sees a gathering crowd around his boss and says:

Boss you earned today for all the hard work you put into Philly, so go and take a swig boss its my best batch for the Newest godfather on the block. Congrats because now you can't change your name HA HA HA!!!

He sees WFG4L wind up a slap at him but is already running yelling his name into the sky, saying: THIS IS WHAT YOU'LL BE KNOWN FOR HAHAHAHA!!!

TheBootyBandit has a hefty swig of TheAppleMan's moonshine as he walks happily down the street among the many people celebrating this momentous occasion.  He hands a cigar to WFG4L with a grin on his face from ear to ear as he speaks to him in confidence.

Congratulations my friend, you've worked long and hard for this day and it's finally here!  I'm looking forward to serving you and the great city of Philadelphia for all the time we have together.  It's been an honor getting to know you and the rest of the gang these past months and I'm certain you'll do great in your role as Chairman for the city.

Without another moment wasted, TheBootyBandit runs up to the Hulkster and high-fives his bro before taking a few steps up to Myrddin, offering him a fine cuban cigar as well.

And so, you rise. Once you were young, but now you have come on... the cusp of maturity, and after Myrddin gets on his hands and knees to clean up that mess, you can stroll the streets knowing that you did it and held onto it, unlike so many others. No matter what comes at you from now from your lovers down below, they cannot take that badge away from you, as it is immortal. This is a truly blessed day, not just because @Ralyn is obviously wasted. As a celebration of your success, you and DoctorBoom can totally play games and eat baby carrots all you want. 

John stood near the stage and watched with pride as the leader of his family received the title he had worked long and hard for. Once the speeches were done he approached WFG4L. 

Godfather WFG4L, you have lead our family and city well and I can think of no one more deserving of this prestigious title. Well done. 

George shakes hands with WiGgLeFaNGiRl4LyFe and hands him his celebratory gifts of cigars and some of the finest Colombian cocaine just recently shipped up to the states.

Congratulations on you earning your title as Godfather-Chairman! It has been exciting to watch you grow as a leader during our days in organized crime. Your very deserving of the title and I was so excited I went out and bought all new cleaning supplies for your headquarters. I will be over to clean up the garden out back once PaleRider is home from his babysitters house.

Congratulations may the gods favor you always!

Miss_Niki clapped harder and cheered louder than anyone in the room.. she was so very happy that WFG4L had reached this prestigious rank. He was one of her mentors and had cheered her and helped her when she lost her mother a few months back. "Congrats Godfather-Chairman WiGgLeFaNGiRl4LyFe!!!! May the Mafia Gods Deem your high rank enough, to change your name back so it's not so dang annoying!!" Miss_Niki smiled and hugged WFG4L as she headed off to begin her day of crime. 

All your hard work has finally paid off. Well done and congratulations Godperson-Chairman WiGgLeFaNGiRl4LyFe.

There was never a bad time to visit Philadelphia and the news from Godfather Rayln was all the excuse Vladimir needed. After the speeches were completed, Vladimir decided to chime in before heading back to his beloved Chicago. 

'Congratulations WiggleFanGirl4Lyfe on the highest accolade in this thing of ours. You have worked tooth and nail in Philadelphia and it's a great progression to see in this beautiful city'

Vladimir takes a step back out of the crowd gathered, takes a swig of the whisky in his hipflask and lifts himself into the black sedan around the corner to take him back to the airport.