7:25 PM

Buzz...

Buzz...

Buzz...

BUZZ!!!

Seven times the alarm went off, it was a new contraption Argyle had recently invented himself just in case anyone wants to bitch that this doesn't fit with the time period; the noise seemingly blared louder and louder as he attempted to ignore it, yet it was extremely important that he woke up, for today was the day of his right hand's funeral. It was just two weeks ago that the beautiful and sexually confused Chocola had died to the hands of the biker gang and everyone at Little Caesar's continued to deal with the tragic loss...

"Hey guys, watch this cool trick!", a few of his members took it a bit harder than others and he was sure they were just putting on brave faces in these tough times. They all pretended so hard to be okay, even though their sadness was clear.

"It's been such a great week, nothing bad has happened! Woo Hoo!"

Everyone worked through their grief in different ways, and Argyle knew this as he threw away a couple of the beers that littered the HQ after the latest party they had held. Perhaps they had just forgotten today was the funeral, but at any rate he was sure once they remembered that this would become a rather somber exper...

"THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE."

Okay, so no one cared.

Argyle quickly left the headquarters to do a couple of errands before the funeral began, but after a few moments outside he had completely forgotten what was going on. Hunger set in, and it was time to find something to eat instead, the funeral could wait until later; he didn't want to ruin the bash going on anyways. Chocola would have wanted it this way.

Little Caesar's #2

Pizza was always his go to snack when he was sad and what place better to go than the newest building they had opened up to launder even more of their ill-gotten cash. That's when out of the corner of his eye he saw it, at first it was assumed that his eyes were playing tricks on him, but nothing could mimic the loud annoying voice of Chocola quite right.

"Welcome to Little Caesa- oh, hi Argyle."

It was Chocola herself. He was completely shocked, was this the afterlife? No, it couldn't be, it wasn't nearly hot enough. Grabbing a glass of what looked to be water; Argyle splashed his face with it before the shock set in. It was alcoholic in nature, and now he couldn't see anything at all – but after a few minutes of clearing up the issue, his vision was back to normal and Chocola still stood directly in front of him.

"I... I thought you were dead?!"

This is when Chocola explained everything to him, how she had woken up the next morning rather groggy but still alive, laying on a pile of cans in the back alley directly behind the biker bar, and how she then made her way back to work before being side tracked by a rather cute tabby that was prowling the streets; finally reaching Little Caesars a couple of hours later.

They weren’t dead at all. It was just that no one noticed they had returned, what a funny little mix-up, indeed. Yet something still ached in the back of Argyle’s mind, and it was the fact that those bikers had gotten away with so much; it was time to teach them a lesson that they wouldn't soon forget.

It was time… for, oh... look the breadsticks are done! What’s going on again?

Payback

Gathering up a couple of people, it was time to go on the offensive. Taking a tire iron from out of his favorite shoe, he walked over to where the Bowling Buddies had taken to hiding ever since they heard that Argyle was looking for them, and it was now or never to finally extract his revenge. This needed to be timed perfectly, one single mistake and the entire thing would be thrown out of whack and they would lose the upper hand of knowing their locale.

That's when the explosion happened. Awkwaaaard.