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Dalreto the rabbit is ready to renounce to both his criminal lifestyle and his half-demon self in order to lead a more peaceful life. With this, he hopes to formalize his relationship with his boyfriend who happens to be a demon hunter.
But soon, the lapin will discover that sticking to his decision won't be as easy as he thought.
Part 1 : Paper Rebels (pt1)
Part 3 : Paper Rebels (pt3)
[Icon credit: giladorigami.com]
Story edited by:
utunu
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PAPER REBELS (pt2)
by Whitepython
“OPEN UP ALREADY! THERE IS NO POINT IN HIDING.”
Everything was over.
His relationship, his plan to buy out the garage, his life. He didn’t want to go to jail! Why hadn’t he erase the memories of that fucking tiger? He felt like an idiot for sparing him!
Dalreto felt his whole being reaching freezing point. His panicked thoughts conjured the idea of jumping out through the window and even if it meant falling down three stories!
“Sir, we’re here to ask a few questions,” spoke a much kinder voice.
Dalreto held his head and stopped to pace around as he embraced more rational options. Escaping would definitely make him look much more suspicious while playing dumb might get these guys off of his back. The gray and white bunny spent a couple of seconds begging the God of the Holy Light for help as he unlocked the door.
A doberman and gray fox wearing spotless, dark blue police uniforms stood at the entrance. The canine was quite bulky, with an ample chest and muscled arms. He played with a dial on the radio attached to the right shoulder of his tactical vest. On the other hand, the vulpine presented a more average build. The fox flipped a few pages on a notepad with a pen attached to the metallic spiral at the top. Both officers had shiny, golden badges attached on the right side of their vests while their left sides had R.S.C.P.D. initials embroidered on them.
Dalreto had been cornered by the police inside his own house.
“Good morning,” the gray fox said. His voice matched the nicer voice he had heard a few seconds ago. “I am officer Delrorque and my partner here is officer Lagraspe. What’s your name?”
“Dalreto,” the rabbit answered as he felt the gaze of the black and orange canine weighing heavily upon him, examining him from ears to toes.
“We’re here to ask a few questions, if you don’t mind,” the gray fox said. Dalreto felt forced to offer a quick nod.
“All dressed up and ready to flee town, I take it?” the doberman said.
“What are you talking about? I have an important place to be,” Dal replied.
“Job interview?” the doberman pressed further.
“No, medical check-up. My eyes aren’t doing as well as they should be.” Dalreto lied, hoping to escape from this situation.
“Where are you going to get this checkup?” the gray fox asked.
“Clinic of the Hallowed Angel Thenedriel.”
“Do you have an appointment made?” the gray fox said.
The rabbit spent a few seconds thinking about his answer. If he were to say that he had an appointment already made, there was a risk that they would call to verify it, and his lie would crumble.
“Not really. I am going unannounced,” Dal said. “But I need to go to the clinic. I fear for my eyes.”
“Listen pal,” the dog cop interrupted. “We’re looking for someone with a similar description to you. Saw you all over town yesterday and there aren’t that many gray rabbits in town. Where were you two nights ago?”
Dalreto shivered at the question. The tiger must have seen his face, just as he had feared. This meant that he was going to end up behind bars instead of in the arms of his love unless he lied his way to a solid alibi.
“I was here, at home,” the rabbit said as he tried to stop his involuntary shivering. “As I said, I haven’t been feeling well. I have been here every weeknights after work to binge watch ‘Betrayal at Moon Empire’.”
“So, your eyes are bad, but you can watch the latest shows?” the gray fox asked.
“Yes, I only have problems when trying to read tiny print letters or focus on details.”
“Enough with the chit chat already!” the doberman snarled. “We’re here to investigate a robbery made two nights ago at one of A.S.Tech’s corporate offices. The electricity at the building was sabotaged and a security guard was surprised and knocked unconscious by someone who fits your description.
“When he woke up, several valuable items were missing from the office of the sub director and pretty much at every office and cubicle on that floor. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about it, would you? If you confess now and save us all the headache, they’ll give you 5 years instead of 15.”
Dalreto was unable to breathe for a couple of seconds as the revelation slammed him harder than the tiger once did. That fucking feline must have taken all the valuables from the office and pinned everything on him.
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Dal said, trying to sound confused instead of enraged. “Haven’t heard any rumors about robbery from other lagomorphs and I haven’t been paying attention to the news in favor of watching more of the Moon Empire series.”
“If you are speaking the truth, you won’t have any problem with the next step,” the doberman said. “We have several gray rabbits waiting at the station. All we need you to do is to stand with them and let the victim see if he recognizes any of you.”
Dalreto felt his stomach turn upside down as he saw himself cuffed and wearing a jumpsuit. All while four doberman cops like this one kicked him into the bottom of a dark, humid cell where he would never see his wolf again.
“But I… I need to go and get my eyes checked,” Dal complained. He had to be where his wolf was waiting for him! “I am afraid of losing my sight or worse.”
“It’s probably an infection or lack of vitamins or something,” the doberman said.
“Eye infections are a serious problem!” Dalreto cried.
“It won’t take much time, around 45 minutes or so,” the gray fox said. “We will drop you at the station, you will wait for us to pick up another rabbit. Then, we begin. Perhaps this might take an hour in the worst case scenario.”
Dalreto felt the judging stare of the pointy eared canine on him. It was like the dog was waiting for him to make the slightest mistake so he could snap some handcuffs on him and lock him up where the world would forget he ever existed.
What should he do? Even if he used his demonic skill on the doberman to escape, the fox would neutralize him on the spot and vice versa.
He realized that if he didn’t cooperate, he wouldn’t be able to get these guys off of his back and they would tail him. With the threat of Grodacio showing up again, someone who already had a tail, it would only be a matter of time before they bumped into each other and for these guys to connect the dots.
“If you say that this is going to be fast, let’s do it.”
* * * * * * * * * *
The rabbit kept on lamenting his luck as he pulled the zipper up on his dirty, olive green overalls inside the tiny, run down half bathroom at the garage where he worked at. Most of the tiles on the bathroom walls and floor were gone. The few remaining were broken and stained with oil.
The rabbit placed his hands over the broken sink as he looked at his reflection in a cracked mirror. While he managed to get those cops off of him, he paid with the only opportunity he had to be with his wolf.
The ‘one hour worst case scenario’ became four excruciating hours of waiting for the rest of the lagomorphs to show up while being harassed and interrogated along with the other suspects. Dal supposed that it was some kind of tactic to pressure the real culprit to contradict himself or to cave into the pressure.
It was thanks to his continued insistence on his show binge-watching alibi that the cops gave up. Yet something inside him was sure that he would meet up with that doberman sooner or later. And Dalreto dreaded that moment might come.
Not only had he failed to show up for his breakfast with his love, he also came late for work. At least Mr. Seruf, the old, black bear who owned the car garage, was understanding and allowed this one to slip by without penalties.
The rabbit walked from the old and barely functioning bathroom into the large garage area decorated with more oil stains, broken vehicles piled everywhere, and posters with female figures exhibiting their ample attributes in all kinds of settings.
As soon as he reached the office to pick up the to-do list for the day, his boss left with a plastic bag filled with several documents. Dalreto wasn’t sure what his boss was doing, but he had been picking up and leaving with papers all month long.
Once his boss drove away, the rabbit pulled out his cellphone to send yet another message to his wolf explaining the incident and asking for forgiveness for the umpteenth time.
The lack of response from the canine was killing him! While he knew the wolf was busy, he would be so glad to get at least a short message from him. Since the rabbit had been neglecting to give his wolf the attention he deserved, Dalreto feared this event was what the canine needed to have a change of heart towards him.
The gray bunny hung his head low and his shoulders drooped. Yet he attempted to contain his tears. He had to be optimistic and focus on learning how to be an efficient employee so he could be promoted to manager, and one day, buy this place together with his wolf
As the rabbit was about to squeeze himself under a car to do some repairs, he spotted two males in business suits--a deer and a husky-- poking their muzzles inside the repair shop without saying a word.
That confused Dal. He’d never had those kind of customers at the garage unless their car broke down on the way to one of their fancy meetings, but there were no cars in sight.
While he didn’t want to deal with more corporate jackasses, he had to keep more and more repair orders coming in if he expected someday to run the place.
As the rabbit approached them, the deer held up a hoofed hand before shaking his head and walking away. The husky followed suit, and together they disappeared from the scene.
Dalreto didn’t like any of that.
* * * * * * * * * *
Dalreto was sitting down on his couch. He wad devouring a vegetable salad mixed in a large bowl while he watched more of the ‘Betrayal at Moon Empire’ series on his laptop when his cell phone rang.
The chime was the one he had customized for Grodacio. At first, he ignored it like he had been doing during his work shift. He wanted to relax tonight! But when the chime for a text message sounded, curiosity made the rabbit pick up his phone, even though he knew that it was Gro.
‘I’ll be there in 10 and I won’t let you sleep until we talk’ the message said. Dalreto didn’t like any of that, but he had to make Grodacio understand that he was done stealing once and for all.
The rabbit was quick to turn his laptop off and put his half eaten salad away. He had lost both his appetite and his desire to relax, realizing that he would have to deal with Grodacio.
It was almost five minutes later when a series of knockings got Dalreto to stand up and make his way over to unlock the door. Behind the door, Grodacio wore his black clothes for work and a forced smile while Dalreto stood at the entrance wearing navy blue t-shirt and black shorts.
“Hey Dal,” Grodacio said. “Good to see you, buddy! Are you feeling better after the beating from the other night?”
“What do you want? I need to go to sleep soon because I have a busy day tomorrow,” Dalreto said. He wasn’t hiding how annoyed he was.
“Wow, I don’t even deserve a half decent greeting from you?” Grodacio said, irritated. “I have been looking all over the place for you. I have great news! We got a very easy and well paying j-”
“Not interested.” The gray bun shot down that plane before it took off.
“Can you at least listen to me first?” the white and orange bunny said, his jaw tensed.
“What does your scaly boss need stolen now?”
“No, not that! It’s an avian guy, the one who keeps on hiring us to steal books. He wants you to sneak into the office of some hotel and...”
“Yeah, still not interested. You’ll have to say goodbye to that money.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you!?” Grodacio almost exploded right on the spot, but managed to calm himself at the last moment.
“Sorry. I grew tired of stealing and getting beaten by both yourself and security teams. I told you that I was done and you must accept my decision.”
“No, that’s not it,” Grodacio spoke with a voice that reflected anger. “Things have always been like that for years and years and it never bothered you before. Something happened that made you change. What was it?”
Grodacio could never learn the truth. Or else things wouldn’t be pretty for either of them.
“Believe whatever you want,” Dal said. “No matter how much you beg, you can’t make me return into this crap.”
“Crap? Are you listening to yourself, Dalreto?” Grodacio sounded annoyed. “The Dalreto who moved with me to this town after we got kicked out of high school ten years ago would have never, ever called stealing something like that! Stealing is our revenge on society for fucking us over as you yourself called it a couple of years ago.”
“It’s been ten years of stealing and having my ass beaten for nothing. That’s why I am tired and fed up with this crap!”
“The only crap here is the stuff you are spewing out of your maw! What do you plan to do with the rest of your life?”
“You already know that I have a regular job. I am about to get promoted at my work sometime soon. That’s what I will do with the rest of my life.”
“Are you fucking serious?” Grodacio asked, squeezing a scream from coming out as he locked eyes on Dalreto. The gray bunny felt judged as if he had spawned a third ear over his forehead out of nowhere. “Are you even listening to yourself, Dalreto? What makes you think that greasing and tightening bolts is a fucking real job? The Dal I once knew would have made fun of me for months if I had said half of those stupid things!”
“I don't care what you think I thought before. I am done working with you. I would rather starve to death than steal a pen from an office with you. Besides, now that I know that I am useless, you can go to f-”
“Of course you are fucking useless!” Grodacio finally exploded. “I know it’s a cover up because there is something else behind this! If you are expecting me to apologize and beg you to return, I want you to know that I have no respect for a stupid fuck who turns down $200,000 tonnes because he wants to be a free roaming idiot! You should be the one begging me for forgiveness!”
Dalreto felt heat rise from his belly all the way to the top of his head, making his skin tingle. Had this clown shown only to insult him and force him to do something he didn’t want to do?
Dalreto resisted the urge to punch the other bunny right in the snout and kick him all the way downstairs to the exit. Instead, he spent a second attempting to contain his rage.
“That fucking settles it. Good luck sneaking your useless ass into that hotel and finding yourself a new dumbass to work for you! I hope whoever runs that office is an old lady because those are the only ones you can steal from, scumbag!”
The gray rabbit rammed the door shut before setting all the locks in place while a bestial round of slams impacted the entrance from the other side.
Dalreto felt the salad he ate a couple of minutes ago start to go bad in his stomach already as he resisted the impulse to slam his fists against his apartment walls.
While he had done a lot of bad things in the past, he was truly sorry now. He didn’t know any better until this wolf walked into his life to explain to him with love and understanding that there was a peaceful and fulfilling life for him.
There was no forgiveness for a half-demon theft?
When he first began burglarizing car parts along with Grodacio as a teenager, all his mother did was to threaten him to kick him out if he didn’t stop.
Back then, all he wanted was to feel powerful and independent no matter what. But ten years later, he was ready and desperate to straighten things out.
But what if all this effort was being made for nothing? What if his wolf was so upset about how distant he had remained as of late and the breakfast incident was what the wolf needed to dump him? What if those cops ended up figuring out the truth and came bursting through the door to put him in jail?
What if his demonic instincts were right all along and the only way to survive in this world was through abusing every power you got and exploiting the weaknesses of others without caring about them?
His demonic thoughts were quick to whisper dark temptations, a perfect plan on what to do next. First he would call Grodacio and accept the job. Once they were alone inside the van, he would betray his fellow rabbit by wiping his mind as revenge for his constant insults and leave him to rot in the vehicle.
After that, he would find a way to sneak into the headquarters of the security firm where that tiger worked and from there, figure out where that tiger lived so he could also wipe him clean for being so ungrateful! After that, he would love to discard that brain drained feline in one of those trash cans he saw at Paradise Hills.
And finally, Dalreto grinned in satisfaction as he saw himself completing his revenge on that doberman. Dal could tail him and figure out where that dog lived so he could sneak into his bedroom at night and assault him right on his bed.
Dalreto’s body tingled from toe tips to cheeks as he imagined pressing his slim, gray body against that muscled, black and orange one as his hands squeezed that throat and his eyes dominated that canine mind. The fires of desire ran from his belly to his head while he enjoyed the idea of his demonic side slowly turning that tough guy into a brainless, muscled body. After all, he was to blame for what happened with his wolf!
To add more insult to the injury, he might do this at a slow pace and jump in naked while the cop was also nude so both himself and his demonic side could enjoy this as his naked self grinded against that bare, muscled...
No!
Dal shook his head to cleanse those demonic ideas from his mind. He had already renounced to live in such a world.
The only thing he wanted was to be with his boyfriend and offer him a life of love, peace, and happiness, away from these demonic impulses and the thieving life that he has led so far.
Dal wanted to straighten up his life. A big part of it was to starve his demonic side from even suggesting such dark ideas to him.
Why was he born as a half demon? Why was he cursed to live through such a burden? Since he never had a father, he knew that his mother was always to blame for such fate! And this demonic side was to be blamed for everything wrong in his life.
In order to calm himself, Dal closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His wolf always advised him that the God of the Holy Light would aid him in every turn if he asked for help in handling his demonic impulses under proper prayer.
He begged for God to overlook his demonic side and to endow him with the knowledge of what to do and for his divine intervention on making this difficult change in his life work. As he asked God for a way out of this difficult situation, he imagined himself in the arms of his wolf and was overtaken by happiness.
As he held in his imagination the vision of what he wanted, he trusted that the sacred snake would put everything he needed in his path to make such a vision a reality. That’s what his wolf would do.
* * * * * * * * * *
The next morning and the mornings that followed, Dalreto purchased a copy of the local newspaper, hoping to read something about the incident at the office. It was after the third day that he found the information that he was expecting.
After security footage was thoroughly examined, it confirmed that the tiger was the one behind the missing items at the cubicles and the feline was arrested. But the police were keeping the investigation open to hunt down any accomplices.
Dalreto laughed out loud to himself as soon as he finished folding the paper and tossed it away. The rabbit guessed that when the electricity problem that Grodacio caused was solved, that stupid feline must have been caught by one of the security cameras in the middle of his criminal act. That must explain why the cops hadn’t shown at his place.
Along with this great news, he was very happy that he hadn't been bothered by Grodacio as well.
But most importantly, his boss had asked to meet him tomorrow early at the garage for an important business talk. Dalreto was almost sure that it was about his promotion as manager of the small garage shop.
The only thing that kept him on the edge was a message that he got from his wolf that read: ‘will message you soon.’
He wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing, but Dalreto was glad that God had listened to his plea.
* * * * * * * * * *
“I will be retiring soon. Consider yourself the new manager. Do you have any candidate to hire to help you handle all of the customers?” The old, tired looking bear, Mr. Seruf, spoke those magic words with satisfaction while he was getting ready for his usual routine of picking up papers and leaving for most of the day. Dalreto was so excited that he could hardly restrain himself from running and jumping around the small, old office.
“As a matter of fact, I do!” Dalreto replied in sheer excitement. “I know a wolf who seems eager to learn everything he can about the trade.” This meant that he would be able to hire his wolf as assistant! Their shared dream of purchasing the garage from Mr. Seruf was now a reality!
“That sounds good, Dalreto. When can I meet him for an interview?”
“Around this weekend or so.”
“Try to speed that up. Next week I will sort out the paperwork to have him hired and to prepare the paperwork for your promotion. Since you will be in charge, I think we should re-brand this place and also-”
The ursine stopped to take a look outside, squinting his eyes. This forced the rabbit to turn around and take a look through the office window that oversaw the garage and gave an ample view of the street.
A navy blue, double cab pickup with silent siren lights turned on was parked at the entrance.
The bear looked confused as a puma and a jaguar in the same dark blue uniforms that the rabbit knew well exited from the police car and poked their heads into the old building.
Dalreto felt invaded by the same terror he felt several days ago when the cops paid him a visit at his own apartment. He was ready to climb to the rooftop and escape through the alleys.
“Dalreto, could you please go and see what those gentlemen need?”
The idea of approaching those felines made his insides twist like a fan.
“Mister Seruf, I- perhaps they don’t want anything. I would rather stay here and keep discu- ”
“Dalreto,” the bear spoke, sounding annoyed with the negative answer. “Please, go out and see what those gentlemen need.” The old bear gave the order, sounding less happy than he was at the beginning of the conversation..
The gray bunny took a deep breath, feeling pressured to go outside and talk with the cops. He tried to remain positive. Perhaps they only had a flat tire and needed help with that. There was no way he had been linked to the office robbery case if the investigation had taken another direction, right? Also, he would be hunted down at his apartment, not here at work.
As soon as he reached the access gate, both felines spoke through their radio on the shoulders in secret code before lowering the volume of their devices.
“Is he the one we came looking for?” the puma asked while he locked his gaze on Dalreto.
“Perhaps,” the jaguar replied as he inspected some papers in a paper holder he was carrying. But the verbal affirmation was enough for the puma to make his way, hand resting over his holstered gun, towards the gray bunny.
Dalreto felt his maw going dry and his heart about to stop right on the spot. He was about to run to the back of the garage and find a way to jump to the property behind when a voice halted everyone.
“No, wait! The species of the subject we’re looking for is ursine. We better wait until the lawyers are here,” the jaguar spoke before snarling in annoyance. “By Courendriel, I swear that you can’t stop getting ahead of yourself sometimes.”
Ursine? Lawyers? Dalreto felt something terrible was about to happen.
Both felines got inside their pickup as the rabbit squeezed his lips together, as his fear was replaced with a mind blocking confusion.
The only one who could explain things was his boss, but a quick look towards the office revealed a busy bear having a heated argument with someone on the phone.
A few moments later, a pair of familiar figures made their entrance to the garage. It was that deer and husky from several days ago.
“Good morning, we’re looking for an ursine named…” The deer pulled a thick pile of papers from under his arm while he searched for something in the papers. “Sayador Seruf. Could you please tell us where he is?” The deer inquired.
“I, uhm, what is it about?” The rabbit attempted to both buy his boss time on the phone and to direct the conversation towards his urge to understand what is happening.
“We are lawyers from the Northwest Bank and we’re here to repossess this whole place,” the husky said.
Repossess? It took Dalreto everything he had to not to fall on his knees as he pulled his floppy ears.
“W- what are you talking a-about?” Dalreto asked while his voice almost broke down. “This must be a mistake! This place is doing great.”
“What is this ursine to you?” the deer asked.
“He is my boss, I, uhm- have been working for him here for 8 or 9 months or so, and this place has been doing greater than ever.”
“Well,” the husky added. “I hope this place is doing great enough for your boss to come up with eight and a half million tonnes which encompasses a mortgage, late fees, penalties, interests, and surcharges in less than 24 hours. Otherwise, I’d recommend you getting a new job...”
* * * * * * * * * *
It was early in the evening when the heartbroken Dalreto got off of the bus that took him back home. The defeated bunny dragged a plastic bag with his belongings and several items that Mr. Seruf had given him. The disappointment had drained any motivation for Dal to do anything, but he had to force himself to make it home with these items because that was everything he possessed.
His dream of becoming the manager and hiring his wolf so both could buy out the garage from Mr. Seruf and live happily together was taken away.
The leftovers from that dream were a few tools from the garage and a meager severance pay for his nine months of service.
The bear confessed that he had mortgaged the whole place several years ago but saw himself unable to make the payments. He and his lawyer were planning to create a new, fictional business at the garage. And the real reason to promote him was to leave the rabbit in charge of the fake business so the bear wouldn’t lose his building nor his workshop. But unfortunately for everyone, the bank moved faster than what the bear and his lawyer expected.
While his former boss promised to fight this in court, Dalreto knew those were empty promises that would lead to nowhere.
If he were lucky and got a good price for the tools at the pawn shops he frequented, he might live off of the money until the rent was due in two weeks.
When Dal was done dragging everything along the access hall and the stairs towards his small apartment, he spotted a white and orange furred figure waiting for him at his door. This figure wore some jeans that barely fit him along with a dirty, white shirt.
“Dalreto!” Grodacio yelled in surprise. “I wasn’t expecting you to be here so early.”
“The fuck are you doing here? Get out of my life already!” Dalreto demanded as he approached the door to his apartment.
“Look! I don’t have time for your victim complex crap. There is some serious shit going on at Paradise Hills. The top boss of those alligators is demanding to speak with you,” Grodacio said, sounding worried.
“I told you that I am not interested in that crap anymore. How dense is your fucking skull?” Dalreto attacked.
“They don’t care that you’ve quit. They want to talk with you still,” Grodacio still sounded worried.
“Tell their middleman to find a new thief for their business and go find yourself a new idiot because I am done stealing.”
Dalreto dragged his heavy bags filled with tools and left them resting against the entrance door while Grodacio took a quick glance into the bag.
“Are you stealing from your workplace, Dalreto? Wasn’t that place your future or whatever crap you said before?”
Dalreto debated for a moment whether to lash out against Grodacio or to remain silent and lock himself in his place as he unlocked the door to drag the heavy, plastic bag with his belongings.
“So, you don’t want to work with me because you are now stealing on your own?” Grodacio asked again.
“I told you to get your fucking snout out of my life already!” Dalreto yelled as he closed his apartment door while remaining outside. He had to get rid of the white bunny for good, yet he did not want Grodacio to keep on snooping into his life.
“So now I have to hear you whining like a cub every time I point out any wrong thing that you do?”
“Forget that I ever existed and you won’t have to deal with my cub-like whining!”
“No, Dalreto, no! I am done with your whiny attitude! We’re going to talk about our problems while I drive you to Paradise Hills, those alligators are serious fucks!”
“What the fuck is there to talk about? What’s the solution to this according to you? For me to apologize for not being your stupid minion? To return crawling to you and keep on stealing without expressing any kind of discomfort or objection because doing so makes me stupid and dumb? Is that your fucking magic solution?
“I fucking want you to take this whole business seriously!”
“Stealing from others is not a serious business, you ass! Go back to your hardback bosses as you call them and be their spoiled lapdog all by yourself.”
“No, no, no, no!” the white bun yelled, showing off his front teeth while pointing a finger at Dal. “You are going to drop your stupid little princess victim attitude and you are coming with me, and you are going to accept that money for me even if I have to beat you and drag your half-dead body with me!”
“I would rather shoot myself in the face than walking with you across the street, let alone back into that lair of parasites and murderers!” Dalreto responded, his throat constricting with rage as the blood behind his head boiled.
“Entretain me, what is your fucking solution to this?” Grodacio said as he walked towards Dalreto to press one of his hands against his chest, shoving him against a wall while his other hand pointed a finger at him. “For me to apologize? I am the one who would rather shoot myself than apologize to such a whiny, pathetic excuse for a thief that you have become!”
“Shut the fuck up and never return here!” Now Dalreto jabbed a finger before exposing his own teeth.
“Accept the fucking truth! You changed. You are so useless and pathetic in comparison to the great thief you once were. Seriously, what happened? When did you change for the worse?! Look at you, in dirty overalls, carrying wrenches all over the place when you had an easy, profitable life before. You need help, like fucking serious help in the head.” The white rabbit demanded an answer as he pressed Dalreto against the wall harder and harder.
Dalreto wrapped his hands around the arm pressing him as he felt the increasing urge to punch that orange and furred snout.
“The only one needing help is going be you,” Dalreto said. “And it’s going to be medical help if you don’t fuck off!” The gray bunny finally pushed the arm off of him and the rest of the bunny along with it which made Grodacio stumble for a bit.
“Fuck you and fuck your stupid threats!” Grodacio recovered enough to shove Dal back with a strong push against his apartment door that he had closed a moment ago. “I wanna see you try it. I’d love to break your muzzle so I can finally take a break from hearing your pathetic excuses.”
Instead of replying, the gray rabbit stepped forth to shove the white and orange rabbit away with all of his strength, but Grodacio recovered after being forced a couple of steps back.
“You’ll tell me why you’ve changed,” Grodacio said as he closed the distance with Dalreto. “And I want you to have some fucking balls to speak to me. If you threaten me or come up with some evasive crap, I swear that I will find the truth myself. And once I do, I will ruin it for you. I promise you that I will...”
While his former partner in crime wasn’t as good at sneaking into most places, he was quite good at investigating and figuring things out. He wouldn’t want to know what he would do if he found out about his wolf and what kind of nasty things he could do to him.
“I met someone who deserves my attention a thousand times more than you do. And for that, I am leaving everything behind.”
Grodacio's muzzle curled into a sneer as he slapped his forehead. After that, he shook his head before laughing at the gray rabbit.
“You stupid thing. Do you think that you can run away from who you truly are for some tits? Do you think that you can escape your true self because you got yourself some ass to fuck?” Grodacio tensed and locked his glare on the bunny. “You wanna stop stealing because you are too busy fucking?”
“I told you what you wanted to know, now keep your part of the deal and get out of my life for good!”
“Why did you never tell me about her? Afraid that I was going to take her away from you?” Grodacio shook his head before he got lost in his own thoughts for a moment.
“Or wait, let me guess, it’s not actually a her, but a him? Isn't it? Are you a tail chaser? Are you one of those male princesses?”
Dalreto felt as if a cold liquid ran from the back of his head and traveled along his spine where it got lost in his already cold legs. Grodacio was truly a master of figuring things out!
“Give me a fucking break already!” Dalreto commanded. Yet his voice was shaking even as he tried to hide his surprise under a layer of anger.
“I knew it!” Grodacio shouted. “You filthy tail chaser. You degenerate male princess. I always suspected you were a filthy male princess! You always were so glad to accept jobs from guys that looked like fucking porn stars even when they paid like crap!”
“You wanna know why I changed?” Dalreto interrupted in a attempt to stop the white rabbit. “That’s because I refuse to keep wasting my life with useless parasites such as you!
“You are parasite that will never change. You are like those mob guys, all you want to do is to take by force from others even if you destroy yourself and the rest of anthrokind in the process. You don't want me to take this shit seriously. You want me to be a fucking slave that busts his ass working and keeping you filthy rich without giving a crap about me. You are too stupid to understand that other anthros exist and they have needs too. You might be smart at stealing, but you are too stupid to see anything else but your own ass!
“As if I were going to take moral lessons from the male princess,” Grodacio replied as he pointed his finger again at Dalreto. “Besides, you agreed with every heist we committed these last ten years and you profited from every single one of them as much as I did. So, fuck off tail chaser, don't play drama princess with me!”
“Yes, I did all that. But unlike you, I feel the regret of my mistakes and I have the pride to walk away from this and look for something better to do with my life. Something greater than being kept in the payroll of some murderers!”
“Look who is talking about pride! Have some lineage pride and go fuck some bunny cunny before preaching morality. There is no better life or improvement for a thief. Your place is scraping at the bottom like almost everyone! Get your idiotic ass off of the clouds. Lie to yourself all you want, but deep inside, you know that none of those things are real. You never were meant to have a normal job or to be a free agent or whatever crap you believe. And most of all, there is no such thing as love in this world, you idiot! Or have you forgotten about your own mother? Where is she now? She hasn’t given a crap about you since we left because she doesn’t love you. Nobody loves you! Where is your male princess now, huh? Away because he doesn’t need your ass to dump his load. That fucking degenerate- ”
“Shut up!” Dalreto yelled as he eyed the emergency fire extinguisher behind the rabbit with the intentions to slam it right against Grodacio’s face until all of his anger had died. “You will respect him, you parasite! One more fucking word against him, one fucking more- and I will fucking kill you!”
Grodacio grabbed Dalreto by the straps of his overalls before pushing him against one of the walls, making the back of his head hit the wall. An enraged Dalreto recovered to grab Grodacio by the shirt and shoved him with all of his bottled anger which made the white and orange bunny stumble several steps back, but managed to stop himself before falling.
“Go away and wipe your dirty ass,” Dalreto yelled. “And go get fucked in the ass by your beloved hardbacks before I fucking send you back to Paradise Hills in a trash bag!”
“I was the only one who was there for you when your mother kicked you out like the fucking trash that you are,” Grodacio continued. “And since you’re trash, I will be the one who dumps you in the fucking trashcan after I kill you myself. And then I will also go kill your male princess! He won’t be so hard to find, all I have to do is to find a degenerate with a loose butthole, you pair of-”
Dalreto’s jaw, neck and shoulders tensed right on the spot and his ears pounded against his skull. His mind failed to understand anything but violence. His right hand squeezed itself tightly into a fist hard enough for him to feel the pulse of his heart beating faster and faster.
Dalreto was ready to get rid of this asshole once and for all...
Part 3 : Paper Rebels (pt3)
But soon, the lapin will discover that sticking to his decision won't be as easy as he thought.
Part 1 : Paper Rebels (pt1)
Part 3 : Paper Rebels (pt3)
[Icon credit: giladorigami.com]
Story edited by:
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PAPER REBELS (pt2)
by Whitepython
“OPEN UP ALREADY! THERE IS NO POINT IN HIDING.”
Everything was over.
His relationship, his plan to buy out the garage, his life. He didn’t want to go to jail! Why hadn’t he erase the memories of that fucking tiger? He felt like an idiot for sparing him!
Dalreto felt his whole being reaching freezing point. His panicked thoughts conjured the idea of jumping out through the window and even if it meant falling down three stories!
“Sir, we’re here to ask a few questions,” spoke a much kinder voice.
Dalreto held his head and stopped to pace around as he embraced more rational options. Escaping would definitely make him look much more suspicious while playing dumb might get these guys off of his back. The gray and white bunny spent a couple of seconds begging the God of the Holy Light for help as he unlocked the door.
A doberman and gray fox wearing spotless, dark blue police uniforms stood at the entrance. The canine was quite bulky, with an ample chest and muscled arms. He played with a dial on the radio attached to the right shoulder of his tactical vest. On the other hand, the vulpine presented a more average build. The fox flipped a few pages on a notepad with a pen attached to the metallic spiral at the top. Both officers had shiny, golden badges attached on the right side of their vests while their left sides had R.S.C.P.D. initials embroidered on them.
Dalreto had been cornered by the police inside his own house.
“Good morning,” the gray fox said. His voice matched the nicer voice he had heard a few seconds ago. “I am officer Delrorque and my partner here is officer Lagraspe. What’s your name?”
“Dalreto,” the rabbit answered as he felt the gaze of the black and orange canine weighing heavily upon him, examining him from ears to toes.
“We’re here to ask a few questions, if you don’t mind,” the gray fox said. Dalreto felt forced to offer a quick nod.
“All dressed up and ready to flee town, I take it?” the doberman said.
“What are you talking about? I have an important place to be,” Dal replied.
“Job interview?” the doberman pressed further.
“No, medical check-up. My eyes aren’t doing as well as they should be.” Dalreto lied, hoping to escape from this situation.
“Where are you going to get this checkup?” the gray fox asked.
“Clinic of the Hallowed Angel Thenedriel.”
“Do you have an appointment made?” the gray fox said.
The rabbit spent a few seconds thinking about his answer. If he were to say that he had an appointment already made, there was a risk that they would call to verify it, and his lie would crumble.
“Not really. I am going unannounced,” Dal said. “But I need to go to the clinic. I fear for my eyes.”
“Listen pal,” the dog cop interrupted. “We’re looking for someone with a similar description to you. Saw you all over town yesterday and there aren’t that many gray rabbits in town. Where were you two nights ago?”
Dalreto shivered at the question. The tiger must have seen his face, just as he had feared. This meant that he was going to end up behind bars instead of in the arms of his love unless he lied his way to a solid alibi.
“I was here, at home,” the rabbit said as he tried to stop his involuntary shivering. “As I said, I haven’t been feeling well. I have been here every weeknights after work to binge watch ‘Betrayal at Moon Empire’.”
“So, your eyes are bad, but you can watch the latest shows?” the gray fox asked.
“Yes, I only have problems when trying to read tiny print letters or focus on details.”
“Enough with the chit chat already!” the doberman snarled. “We’re here to investigate a robbery made two nights ago at one of A.S.Tech’s corporate offices. The electricity at the building was sabotaged and a security guard was surprised and knocked unconscious by someone who fits your description.
“When he woke up, several valuable items were missing from the office of the sub director and pretty much at every office and cubicle on that floor. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about it, would you? If you confess now and save us all the headache, they’ll give you 5 years instead of 15.”
Dalreto was unable to breathe for a couple of seconds as the revelation slammed him harder than the tiger once did. That fucking feline must have taken all the valuables from the office and pinned everything on him.
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Dal said, trying to sound confused instead of enraged. “Haven’t heard any rumors about robbery from other lagomorphs and I haven’t been paying attention to the news in favor of watching more of the Moon Empire series.”
“If you are speaking the truth, you won’t have any problem with the next step,” the doberman said. “We have several gray rabbits waiting at the station. All we need you to do is to stand with them and let the victim see if he recognizes any of you.”
Dalreto felt his stomach turn upside down as he saw himself cuffed and wearing a jumpsuit. All while four doberman cops like this one kicked him into the bottom of a dark, humid cell where he would never see his wolf again.
“But I… I need to go and get my eyes checked,” Dal complained. He had to be where his wolf was waiting for him! “I am afraid of losing my sight or worse.”
“It’s probably an infection or lack of vitamins or something,” the doberman said.
“Eye infections are a serious problem!” Dalreto cried.
“It won’t take much time, around 45 minutes or so,” the gray fox said. “We will drop you at the station, you will wait for us to pick up another rabbit. Then, we begin. Perhaps this might take an hour in the worst case scenario.”
Dalreto felt the judging stare of the pointy eared canine on him. It was like the dog was waiting for him to make the slightest mistake so he could snap some handcuffs on him and lock him up where the world would forget he ever existed.
What should he do? Even if he used his demonic skill on the doberman to escape, the fox would neutralize him on the spot and vice versa.
He realized that if he didn’t cooperate, he wouldn’t be able to get these guys off of his back and they would tail him. With the threat of Grodacio showing up again, someone who already had a tail, it would only be a matter of time before they bumped into each other and for these guys to connect the dots.
“If you say that this is going to be fast, let’s do it.”
* * * * * * * * * *
The rabbit kept on lamenting his luck as he pulled the zipper up on his dirty, olive green overalls inside the tiny, run down half bathroom at the garage where he worked at. Most of the tiles on the bathroom walls and floor were gone. The few remaining were broken and stained with oil.
The rabbit placed his hands over the broken sink as he looked at his reflection in a cracked mirror. While he managed to get those cops off of him, he paid with the only opportunity he had to be with his wolf.
The ‘one hour worst case scenario’ became four excruciating hours of waiting for the rest of the lagomorphs to show up while being harassed and interrogated along with the other suspects. Dal supposed that it was some kind of tactic to pressure the real culprit to contradict himself or to cave into the pressure.
It was thanks to his continued insistence on his show binge-watching alibi that the cops gave up. Yet something inside him was sure that he would meet up with that doberman sooner or later. And Dalreto dreaded that moment might come.
Not only had he failed to show up for his breakfast with his love, he also came late for work. At least Mr. Seruf, the old, black bear who owned the car garage, was understanding and allowed this one to slip by without penalties.
The rabbit walked from the old and barely functioning bathroom into the large garage area decorated with more oil stains, broken vehicles piled everywhere, and posters with female figures exhibiting their ample attributes in all kinds of settings.
As soon as he reached the office to pick up the to-do list for the day, his boss left with a plastic bag filled with several documents. Dalreto wasn’t sure what his boss was doing, but he had been picking up and leaving with papers all month long.
Once his boss drove away, the rabbit pulled out his cellphone to send yet another message to his wolf explaining the incident and asking for forgiveness for the umpteenth time.
The lack of response from the canine was killing him! While he knew the wolf was busy, he would be so glad to get at least a short message from him. Since the rabbit had been neglecting to give his wolf the attention he deserved, Dalreto feared this event was what the canine needed to have a change of heart towards him.
The gray bunny hung his head low and his shoulders drooped. Yet he attempted to contain his tears. He had to be optimistic and focus on learning how to be an efficient employee so he could be promoted to manager, and one day, buy this place together with his wolf
As the rabbit was about to squeeze himself under a car to do some repairs, he spotted two males in business suits--a deer and a husky-- poking their muzzles inside the repair shop without saying a word.
That confused Dal. He’d never had those kind of customers at the garage unless their car broke down on the way to one of their fancy meetings, but there were no cars in sight.
While he didn’t want to deal with more corporate jackasses, he had to keep more and more repair orders coming in if he expected someday to run the place.
As the rabbit approached them, the deer held up a hoofed hand before shaking his head and walking away. The husky followed suit, and together they disappeared from the scene.
Dalreto didn’t like any of that.
* * * * * * * * * *
Dalreto was sitting down on his couch. He wad devouring a vegetable salad mixed in a large bowl while he watched more of the ‘Betrayal at Moon Empire’ series on his laptop when his cell phone rang.
The chime was the one he had customized for Grodacio. At first, he ignored it like he had been doing during his work shift. He wanted to relax tonight! But when the chime for a text message sounded, curiosity made the rabbit pick up his phone, even though he knew that it was Gro.
‘I’ll be there in 10 and I won’t let you sleep until we talk’ the message said. Dalreto didn’t like any of that, but he had to make Grodacio understand that he was done stealing once and for all.
The rabbit was quick to turn his laptop off and put his half eaten salad away. He had lost both his appetite and his desire to relax, realizing that he would have to deal with Grodacio.
It was almost five minutes later when a series of knockings got Dalreto to stand up and make his way over to unlock the door. Behind the door, Grodacio wore his black clothes for work and a forced smile while Dalreto stood at the entrance wearing navy blue t-shirt and black shorts.
“Hey Dal,” Grodacio said. “Good to see you, buddy! Are you feeling better after the beating from the other night?”
“What do you want? I need to go to sleep soon because I have a busy day tomorrow,” Dalreto said. He wasn’t hiding how annoyed he was.
“Wow, I don’t even deserve a half decent greeting from you?” Grodacio said, irritated. “I have been looking all over the place for you. I have great news! We got a very easy and well paying j-”
“Not interested.” The gray bun shot down that plane before it took off.
“Can you at least listen to me first?” the white and orange bunny said, his jaw tensed.
“What does your scaly boss need stolen now?”
“No, not that! It’s an avian guy, the one who keeps on hiring us to steal books. He wants you to sneak into the office of some hotel and...”
“Yeah, still not interested. You’ll have to say goodbye to that money.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you!?” Grodacio almost exploded right on the spot, but managed to calm himself at the last moment.
“Sorry. I grew tired of stealing and getting beaten by both yourself and security teams. I told you that I was done and you must accept my decision.”
“No, that’s not it,” Grodacio spoke with a voice that reflected anger. “Things have always been like that for years and years and it never bothered you before. Something happened that made you change. What was it?”
Grodacio could never learn the truth. Or else things wouldn’t be pretty for either of them.
“Believe whatever you want,” Dal said. “No matter how much you beg, you can’t make me return into this crap.”
“Crap? Are you listening to yourself, Dalreto?” Grodacio sounded annoyed. “The Dalreto who moved with me to this town after we got kicked out of high school ten years ago would have never, ever called stealing something like that! Stealing is our revenge on society for fucking us over as you yourself called it a couple of years ago.”
“It’s been ten years of stealing and having my ass beaten for nothing. That’s why I am tired and fed up with this crap!”
“The only crap here is the stuff you are spewing out of your maw! What do you plan to do with the rest of your life?”
“You already know that I have a regular job. I am about to get promoted at my work sometime soon. That’s what I will do with the rest of my life.”
“Are you fucking serious?” Grodacio asked, squeezing a scream from coming out as he locked eyes on Dalreto. The gray bunny felt judged as if he had spawned a third ear over his forehead out of nowhere. “Are you even listening to yourself, Dalreto? What makes you think that greasing and tightening bolts is a fucking real job? The Dal I once knew would have made fun of me for months if I had said half of those stupid things!”
“I don't care what you think I thought before. I am done working with you. I would rather starve to death than steal a pen from an office with you. Besides, now that I know that I am useless, you can go to f-”
“Of course you are fucking useless!” Grodacio finally exploded. “I know it’s a cover up because there is something else behind this! If you are expecting me to apologize and beg you to return, I want you to know that I have no respect for a stupid fuck who turns down $200,000 tonnes because he wants to be a free roaming idiot! You should be the one begging me for forgiveness!”
Dalreto felt heat rise from his belly all the way to the top of his head, making his skin tingle. Had this clown shown only to insult him and force him to do something he didn’t want to do?
Dalreto resisted the urge to punch the other bunny right in the snout and kick him all the way downstairs to the exit. Instead, he spent a second attempting to contain his rage.
“That fucking settles it. Good luck sneaking your useless ass into that hotel and finding yourself a new dumbass to work for you! I hope whoever runs that office is an old lady because those are the only ones you can steal from, scumbag!”
The gray rabbit rammed the door shut before setting all the locks in place while a bestial round of slams impacted the entrance from the other side.
Dalreto felt the salad he ate a couple of minutes ago start to go bad in his stomach already as he resisted the impulse to slam his fists against his apartment walls.
While he had done a lot of bad things in the past, he was truly sorry now. He didn’t know any better until this wolf walked into his life to explain to him with love and understanding that there was a peaceful and fulfilling life for him.
There was no forgiveness for a half-demon theft?
When he first began burglarizing car parts along with Grodacio as a teenager, all his mother did was to threaten him to kick him out if he didn’t stop.
Back then, all he wanted was to feel powerful and independent no matter what. But ten years later, he was ready and desperate to straighten things out.
But what if all this effort was being made for nothing? What if his wolf was so upset about how distant he had remained as of late and the breakfast incident was what the wolf needed to dump him? What if those cops ended up figuring out the truth and came bursting through the door to put him in jail?
What if his demonic instincts were right all along and the only way to survive in this world was through abusing every power you got and exploiting the weaknesses of others without caring about them?
His demonic thoughts were quick to whisper dark temptations, a perfect plan on what to do next. First he would call Grodacio and accept the job. Once they were alone inside the van, he would betray his fellow rabbit by wiping his mind as revenge for his constant insults and leave him to rot in the vehicle.
After that, he would find a way to sneak into the headquarters of the security firm where that tiger worked and from there, figure out where that tiger lived so he could also wipe him clean for being so ungrateful! After that, he would love to discard that brain drained feline in one of those trash cans he saw at Paradise Hills.
And finally, Dalreto grinned in satisfaction as he saw himself completing his revenge on that doberman. Dal could tail him and figure out where that dog lived so he could sneak into his bedroom at night and assault him right on his bed.
Dalreto’s body tingled from toe tips to cheeks as he imagined pressing his slim, gray body against that muscled, black and orange one as his hands squeezed that throat and his eyes dominated that canine mind. The fires of desire ran from his belly to his head while he enjoyed the idea of his demonic side slowly turning that tough guy into a brainless, muscled body. After all, he was to blame for what happened with his wolf!
To add more insult to the injury, he might do this at a slow pace and jump in naked while the cop was also nude so both himself and his demonic side could enjoy this as his naked self grinded against that bare, muscled...
No!
Dal shook his head to cleanse those demonic ideas from his mind. He had already renounced to live in such a world.
The only thing he wanted was to be with his boyfriend and offer him a life of love, peace, and happiness, away from these demonic impulses and the thieving life that he has led so far.
Dal wanted to straighten up his life. A big part of it was to starve his demonic side from even suggesting such dark ideas to him.
Why was he born as a half demon? Why was he cursed to live through such a burden? Since he never had a father, he knew that his mother was always to blame for such fate! And this demonic side was to be blamed for everything wrong in his life.
In order to calm himself, Dal closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His wolf always advised him that the God of the Holy Light would aid him in every turn if he asked for help in handling his demonic impulses under proper prayer.
He begged for God to overlook his demonic side and to endow him with the knowledge of what to do and for his divine intervention on making this difficult change in his life work. As he asked God for a way out of this difficult situation, he imagined himself in the arms of his wolf and was overtaken by happiness.
As he held in his imagination the vision of what he wanted, he trusted that the sacred snake would put everything he needed in his path to make such a vision a reality. That’s what his wolf would do.
* * * * * * * * * *
The next morning and the mornings that followed, Dalreto purchased a copy of the local newspaper, hoping to read something about the incident at the office. It was after the third day that he found the information that he was expecting.
After security footage was thoroughly examined, it confirmed that the tiger was the one behind the missing items at the cubicles and the feline was arrested. But the police were keeping the investigation open to hunt down any accomplices.
Dalreto laughed out loud to himself as soon as he finished folding the paper and tossed it away. The rabbit guessed that when the electricity problem that Grodacio caused was solved, that stupid feline must have been caught by one of the security cameras in the middle of his criminal act. That must explain why the cops hadn’t shown at his place.
Along with this great news, he was very happy that he hadn't been bothered by Grodacio as well.
But most importantly, his boss had asked to meet him tomorrow early at the garage for an important business talk. Dalreto was almost sure that it was about his promotion as manager of the small garage shop.
The only thing that kept him on the edge was a message that he got from his wolf that read: ‘will message you soon.’
He wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing, but Dalreto was glad that God had listened to his plea.
* * * * * * * * * *
“I will be retiring soon. Consider yourself the new manager. Do you have any candidate to hire to help you handle all of the customers?” The old, tired looking bear, Mr. Seruf, spoke those magic words with satisfaction while he was getting ready for his usual routine of picking up papers and leaving for most of the day. Dalreto was so excited that he could hardly restrain himself from running and jumping around the small, old office.
“As a matter of fact, I do!” Dalreto replied in sheer excitement. “I know a wolf who seems eager to learn everything he can about the trade.” This meant that he would be able to hire his wolf as assistant! Their shared dream of purchasing the garage from Mr. Seruf was now a reality!
“That sounds good, Dalreto. When can I meet him for an interview?”
“Around this weekend or so.”
“Try to speed that up. Next week I will sort out the paperwork to have him hired and to prepare the paperwork for your promotion. Since you will be in charge, I think we should re-brand this place and also-”
The ursine stopped to take a look outside, squinting his eyes. This forced the rabbit to turn around and take a look through the office window that oversaw the garage and gave an ample view of the street.
A navy blue, double cab pickup with silent siren lights turned on was parked at the entrance.
The bear looked confused as a puma and a jaguar in the same dark blue uniforms that the rabbit knew well exited from the police car and poked their heads into the old building.
Dalreto felt invaded by the same terror he felt several days ago when the cops paid him a visit at his own apartment. He was ready to climb to the rooftop and escape through the alleys.
“Dalreto, could you please go and see what those gentlemen need?”
The idea of approaching those felines made his insides twist like a fan.
“Mister Seruf, I- perhaps they don’t want anything. I would rather stay here and keep discu- ”
“Dalreto,” the bear spoke, sounding annoyed with the negative answer. “Please, go out and see what those gentlemen need.” The old bear gave the order, sounding less happy than he was at the beginning of the conversation..
The gray bunny took a deep breath, feeling pressured to go outside and talk with the cops. He tried to remain positive. Perhaps they only had a flat tire and needed help with that. There was no way he had been linked to the office robbery case if the investigation had taken another direction, right? Also, he would be hunted down at his apartment, not here at work.
As soon as he reached the access gate, both felines spoke through their radio on the shoulders in secret code before lowering the volume of their devices.
“Is he the one we came looking for?” the puma asked while he locked his gaze on Dalreto.
“Perhaps,” the jaguar replied as he inspected some papers in a paper holder he was carrying. But the verbal affirmation was enough for the puma to make his way, hand resting over his holstered gun, towards the gray bunny.
Dalreto felt his maw going dry and his heart about to stop right on the spot. He was about to run to the back of the garage and find a way to jump to the property behind when a voice halted everyone.
“No, wait! The species of the subject we’re looking for is ursine. We better wait until the lawyers are here,” the jaguar spoke before snarling in annoyance. “By Courendriel, I swear that you can’t stop getting ahead of yourself sometimes.”
Ursine? Lawyers? Dalreto felt something terrible was about to happen.
Both felines got inside their pickup as the rabbit squeezed his lips together, as his fear was replaced with a mind blocking confusion.
The only one who could explain things was his boss, but a quick look towards the office revealed a busy bear having a heated argument with someone on the phone.
A few moments later, a pair of familiar figures made their entrance to the garage. It was that deer and husky from several days ago.
“Good morning, we’re looking for an ursine named…” The deer pulled a thick pile of papers from under his arm while he searched for something in the papers. “Sayador Seruf. Could you please tell us where he is?” The deer inquired.
“I, uhm, what is it about?” The rabbit attempted to both buy his boss time on the phone and to direct the conversation towards his urge to understand what is happening.
“We are lawyers from the Northwest Bank and we’re here to repossess this whole place,” the husky said.
Repossess? It took Dalreto everything he had to not to fall on his knees as he pulled his floppy ears.
“W- what are you talking a-about?” Dalreto asked while his voice almost broke down. “This must be a mistake! This place is doing great.”
“What is this ursine to you?” the deer asked.
“He is my boss, I, uhm- have been working for him here for 8 or 9 months or so, and this place has been doing greater than ever.”
“Well,” the husky added. “I hope this place is doing great enough for your boss to come up with eight and a half million tonnes which encompasses a mortgage, late fees, penalties, interests, and surcharges in less than 24 hours. Otherwise, I’d recommend you getting a new job...”
* * * * * * * * * *
It was early in the evening when the heartbroken Dalreto got off of the bus that took him back home. The defeated bunny dragged a plastic bag with his belongings and several items that Mr. Seruf had given him. The disappointment had drained any motivation for Dal to do anything, but he had to force himself to make it home with these items because that was everything he possessed.
His dream of becoming the manager and hiring his wolf so both could buy out the garage from Mr. Seruf and live happily together was taken away.
The leftovers from that dream were a few tools from the garage and a meager severance pay for his nine months of service.
The bear confessed that he had mortgaged the whole place several years ago but saw himself unable to make the payments. He and his lawyer were planning to create a new, fictional business at the garage. And the real reason to promote him was to leave the rabbit in charge of the fake business so the bear wouldn’t lose his building nor his workshop. But unfortunately for everyone, the bank moved faster than what the bear and his lawyer expected.
While his former boss promised to fight this in court, Dalreto knew those were empty promises that would lead to nowhere.
If he were lucky and got a good price for the tools at the pawn shops he frequented, he might live off of the money until the rent was due in two weeks.
When Dal was done dragging everything along the access hall and the stairs towards his small apartment, he spotted a white and orange furred figure waiting for him at his door. This figure wore some jeans that barely fit him along with a dirty, white shirt.
“Dalreto!” Grodacio yelled in surprise. “I wasn’t expecting you to be here so early.”
“The fuck are you doing here? Get out of my life already!” Dalreto demanded as he approached the door to his apartment.
“Look! I don’t have time for your victim complex crap. There is some serious shit going on at Paradise Hills. The top boss of those alligators is demanding to speak with you,” Grodacio said, sounding worried.
“I told you that I am not interested in that crap anymore. How dense is your fucking skull?” Dalreto attacked.
“They don’t care that you’ve quit. They want to talk with you still,” Grodacio still sounded worried.
“Tell their middleman to find a new thief for their business and go find yourself a new idiot because I am done stealing.”
Dalreto dragged his heavy bags filled with tools and left them resting against the entrance door while Grodacio took a quick glance into the bag.
“Are you stealing from your workplace, Dalreto? Wasn’t that place your future or whatever crap you said before?”
Dalreto debated for a moment whether to lash out against Grodacio or to remain silent and lock himself in his place as he unlocked the door to drag the heavy, plastic bag with his belongings.
“So, you don’t want to work with me because you are now stealing on your own?” Grodacio asked again.
“I told you to get your fucking snout out of my life already!” Dalreto yelled as he closed his apartment door while remaining outside. He had to get rid of the white bunny for good, yet he did not want Grodacio to keep on snooping into his life.
“So now I have to hear you whining like a cub every time I point out any wrong thing that you do?”
“Forget that I ever existed and you won’t have to deal with my cub-like whining!”
“No, Dalreto, no! I am done with your whiny attitude! We’re going to talk about our problems while I drive you to Paradise Hills, those alligators are serious fucks!”
“What the fuck is there to talk about? What’s the solution to this according to you? For me to apologize for not being your stupid minion? To return crawling to you and keep on stealing without expressing any kind of discomfort or objection because doing so makes me stupid and dumb? Is that your fucking magic solution?
“I fucking want you to take this whole business seriously!”
“Stealing from others is not a serious business, you ass! Go back to your hardback bosses as you call them and be their spoiled lapdog all by yourself.”
“No, no, no, no!” the white bun yelled, showing off his front teeth while pointing a finger at Dal. “You are going to drop your stupid little princess victim attitude and you are coming with me, and you are going to accept that money for me even if I have to beat you and drag your half-dead body with me!”
“I would rather shoot myself in the face than walking with you across the street, let alone back into that lair of parasites and murderers!” Dalreto responded, his throat constricting with rage as the blood behind his head boiled.
“Entretain me, what is your fucking solution to this?” Grodacio said as he walked towards Dalreto to press one of his hands against his chest, shoving him against a wall while his other hand pointed a finger at him. “For me to apologize? I am the one who would rather shoot myself than apologize to such a whiny, pathetic excuse for a thief that you have become!”
“Shut the fuck up and never return here!” Now Dalreto jabbed a finger before exposing his own teeth.
“Accept the fucking truth! You changed. You are so useless and pathetic in comparison to the great thief you once were. Seriously, what happened? When did you change for the worse?! Look at you, in dirty overalls, carrying wrenches all over the place when you had an easy, profitable life before. You need help, like fucking serious help in the head.” The white rabbit demanded an answer as he pressed Dalreto against the wall harder and harder.
Dalreto wrapped his hands around the arm pressing him as he felt the increasing urge to punch that orange and furred snout.
“The only one needing help is going be you,” Dalreto said. “And it’s going to be medical help if you don’t fuck off!” The gray bunny finally pushed the arm off of him and the rest of the bunny along with it which made Grodacio stumble for a bit.
“Fuck you and fuck your stupid threats!” Grodacio recovered enough to shove Dal back with a strong push against his apartment door that he had closed a moment ago. “I wanna see you try it. I’d love to break your muzzle so I can finally take a break from hearing your pathetic excuses.”
Instead of replying, the gray rabbit stepped forth to shove the white and orange rabbit away with all of his strength, but Grodacio recovered after being forced a couple of steps back.
“You’ll tell me why you’ve changed,” Grodacio said as he closed the distance with Dalreto. “And I want you to have some fucking balls to speak to me. If you threaten me or come up with some evasive crap, I swear that I will find the truth myself. And once I do, I will ruin it for you. I promise you that I will...”
While his former partner in crime wasn’t as good at sneaking into most places, he was quite good at investigating and figuring things out. He wouldn’t want to know what he would do if he found out about his wolf and what kind of nasty things he could do to him.
“I met someone who deserves my attention a thousand times more than you do. And for that, I am leaving everything behind.”
Grodacio's muzzle curled into a sneer as he slapped his forehead. After that, he shook his head before laughing at the gray rabbit.
“You stupid thing. Do you think that you can run away from who you truly are for some tits? Do you think that you can escape your true self because you got yourself some ass to fuck?” Grodacio tensed and locked his glare on the bunny. “You wanna stop stealing because you are too busy fucking?”
“I told you what you wanted to know, now keep your part of the deal and get out of my life for good!”
“Why did you never tell me about her? Afraid that I was going to take her away from you?” Grodacio shook his head before he got lost in his own thoughts for a moment.
“Or wait, let me guess, it’s not actually a her, but a him? Isn't it? Are you a tail chaser? Are you one of those male princesses?”
Dalreto felt as if a cold liquid ran from the back of his head and traveled along his spine where it got lost in his already cold legs. Grodacio was truly a master of figuring things out!
“Give me a fucking break already!” Dalreto commanded. Yet his voice was shaking even as he tried to hide his surprise under a layer of anger.
“I knew it!” Grodacio shouted. “You filthy tail chaser. You degenerate male princess. I always suspected you were a filthy male princess! You always were so glad to accept jobs from guys that looked like fucking porn stars even when they paid like crap!”
“You wanna know why I changed?” Dalreto interrupted in a attempt to stop the white rabbit. “That’s because I refuse to keep wasting my life with useless parasites such as you!
“You are parasite that will never change. You are like those mob guys, all you want to do is to take by force from others even if you destroy yourself and the rest of anthrokind in the process. You don't want me to take this shit seriously. You want me to be a fucking slave that busts his ass working and keeping you filthy rich without giving a crap about me. You are too stupid to understand that other anthros exist and they have needs too. You might be smart at stealing, but you are too stupid to see anything else but your own ass!
“As if I were going to take moral lessons from the male princess,” Grodacio replied as he pointed his finger again at Dalreto. “Besides, you agreed with every heist we committed these last ten years and you profited from every single one of them as much as I did. So, fuck off tail chaser, don't play drama princess with me!”
“Yes, I did all that. But unlike you, I feel the regret of my mistakes and I have the pride to walk away from this and look for something better to do with my life. Something greater than being kept in the payroll of some murderers!”
“Look who is talking about pride! Have some lineage pride and go fuck some bunny cunny before preaching morality. There is no better life or improvement for a thief. Your place is scraping at the bottom like almost everyone! Get your idiotic ass off of the clouds. Lie to yourself all you want, but deep inside, you know that none of those things are real. You never were meant to have a normal job or to be a free agent or whatever crap you believe. And most of all, there is no such thing as love in this world, you idiot! Or have you forgotten about your own mother? Where is she now? She hasn’t given a crap about you since we left because she doesn’t love you. Nobody loves you! Where is your male princess now, huh? Away because he doesn’t need your ass to dump his load. That fucking degenerate- ”
“Shut up!” Dalreto yelled as he eyed the emergency fire extinguisher behind the rabbit with the intentions to slam it right against Grodacio’s face until all of his anger had died. “You will respect him, you parasite! One more fucking word against him, one fucking more- and I will fucking kill you!”
Grodacio grabbed Dalreto by the straps of his overalls before pushing him against one of the walls, making the back of his head hit the wall. An enraged Dalreto recovered to grab Grodacio by the shirt and shoved him with all of his bottled anger which made the white and orange bunny stumble several steps back, but managed to stop himself before falling.
“Go away and wipe your dirty ass,” Dalreto yelled. “And go get fucked in the ass by your beloved hardbacks before I fucking send you back to Paradise Hills in a trash bag!”
“I was the only one who was there for you when your mother kicked you out like the fucking trash that you are,” Grodacio continued. “And since you’re trash, I will be the one who dumps you in the fucking trashcan after I kill you myself. And then I will also go kill your male princess! He won’t be so hard to find, all I have to do is to find a degenerate with a loose butthole, you pair of-”
Dalreto’s jaw, neck and shoulders tensed right on the spot and his ears pounded against his skull. His mind failed to understand anything but violence. His right hand squeezed itself tightly into a fist hard enough for him to feel the pulse of his heart beating faster and faster.
Dalreto was ready to get rid of this asshole once and for all...
Part 3 : Paper Rebels (pt3)
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