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"And there's the whole story," finished Buster.
The manager had shrunk down to normal and put new clothes, but the entire troupe still stared at him with wide shocked eyes.
Except Ash, who gave an accusatory glance to Clay.
"You knew?!" exclaimed the hedgehog.
"For my defense and like he said, I found out yesterday only," replied the lion. "And we agreed to tell you once the mess with Crystal was over. And technically, that's the case."
All the looks turned towards the still unconscious wolf, laying on the ground in his prison outfit.
"What we're going to do with him?" grumbled Rosita.
She hadn't forgotten the contempt and disrespect she received from the scumbag back at Redshore City.
"Well, give him to the cops once they fucking arrive," spat Buster. "They're gonna get an earful too. Very competent, their protection, bravo..."
"He saw you hulked out, man," warned Eddie. "He's gonna snitch you out."
The koala's face hardened.
"As soon as he wakes up, I'll make it clear he'd better not! Or else-"
A moan interrupted him.
"Speak of the devil..."
Porsha slid behind the others. After what happened at Redshore, what happened at the prison visiting room, the last thing she wanted was to be confronted to him again.
Jimmy Crystal came back to his senses, still dazed, and looked around.
Until a pissed off koala grabbed him by the collar.
"Listen jackass," snarled Buster. "When the cops tell you what happened, you'll tell them I managed to trip you and make you fall from the loft. You landed on some soft bags which saved your hide, but everyone dogpiled you and neutralised you. You say ONE word on what really happened, and I guarantee it'll be HARMLESS compared to what I'll do to you! Got it?!"
He expected the sociopath to cower and accept without discussion, or try and weasel his way out, or furiously refuse and act again (in which case he'd have happily delivered a second serving of whoopass).
He did not expect what he received:
"What the hell you're talking about, you psycho?! Who are you?!"
Buster stared in shock at the wolf, at his words, at the panicked, uncomprehending tone of his voice.
"You... You don't recognize me?!"
"Er... I should?" stammered Jimmy.
Art by
joesanchez
Original here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/51881043/
Buster Moon and Jimmy Crystal © Illumination
"And there's the whole story," finished Buster.
The manager had shrunk down to normal and put new clothes, but the entire troupe still stared at him with wide shocked eyes.
Except Ash, who gave an accusatory glance to Clay.
"You knew?!" exclaimed the hedgehog.
"For my defense and like he said, I found out yesterday only," replied the lion. "And we agreed to tell you once the mess with Crystal was over. And technically, that's the case."
All the looks turned towards the still unconscious wolf, laying on the ground in his prison outfit.
"What we're going to do with him?" grumbled Rosita.
She hadn't forgotten the contempt and disrespect she received from the scumbag back at Redshore City.
"Well, give him to the cops once they fucking arrive," spat Buster. "They're gonna get an earful too. Very competent, their protection, bravo..."
"He saw you hulked out, man," warned Eddie. "He's gonna snitch you out."
The koala's face hardened.
"As soon as he wakes up, I'll make it clear he'd better not! Or else-"
A moan interrupted him.
"Speak of the devil..."
Porsha slid behind the others. After what happened at Redshore, what happened at the prison visiting room, the last thing she wanted was to be confronted to him again.
Jimmy Crystal came back to his senses, still dazed, and looked around.
Until a pissed off koala grabbed him by the collar.
"Listen jackass," snarled Buster. "When the cops tell you what happened, you'll tell them I managed to trip you and make you fall from the loft. You landed on some soft bags which saved your hide, but everyone dogpiled you and neutralised you. You say ONE word on what really happened, and I guarantee it'll be HARMLESS compared to what I'll do to you! Got it?!"
He expected the sociopath to cower and accept without discussion, or try and weasel his way out, or furiously refuse and act again (in which case he'd have happily delivered a second serving of whoopass).
He did not expect what he received:
"What the hell you're talking about, you psycho?! Who are you?!"
Buster stared in shock at the wolf, at his words, at the panicked, uncomprehending tone of his voice.
"You... You don't recognize me?!"
"Er... I should?" stammered Jimmy.
Art by
joesanchezOriginal here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/51881043/
Buster Moon and Jimmy Crystal © Illumination
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