One more story, that's it, and only because it's been boiling in my brain for awhile.
The Annoying Ones
After sitting down and reading the Sports section of the newspaper, i looked up to see Charlotte walk in, hungover, as usual. She ripped the paper out of my hands, as usual, and kicked me out of my chair, as usual. I sighed, Charlotte could be annoying at times, but i had to put up with her if i didn't want my dick chopped off.
I decided to just ignore her for now, and grab some well-deserved coffee. As i grabbed the coffee thermos...i noticed it empty. "Who drank the last of this shit?" i asked aloud. Joic snickered, "Make some more, the beans and sink's right there, with a new filter or two." I rolled my eyes, i was grumpy sometimes without my coffee. Replacing the filter and filling the coffee maker with water, i put the beans in the maker. As i turned on the maker, it started to grind, then it stopped. Curious, i took the lid off, and looked in, nothing wrong as far as i could tell. I shrugged, put the lid down, and tried agasin, this time, it didn't even start. I knew i didn't put too much beans in, nor too much water, what the hell? As i scratched my head, the coffee maker blew up and sent me on my ass. Trivia and Joic started snickering, but went into full-blown laughs. They could be annoying sometimes, but i had to put up with them if i didn't want to be blown up like the coffee maker.
Leaving that room before it got ugly, i saw a familiar face, Phantom. I smiled, "Sup Phantom?" Apparently, he wasn't having a good day, "Was used as dummy practce, AGAIN." he said, growling at me. I grinned, trying to lighten the mood, "What? For sex education? I laughed jokingly. Allow me to explain something, Phantom is regualarly beaten the shit out of in the Mafia, and rarely does much about it. Normally, he sits and takes it, but this time, his plight was being taken light of, and he didn't appreciate it. After he smacked me in the nose a few times with his sniper rifle, and tripped me, slamming the butt of his rifle into the back of my head, i passed out, and was blissfully unaware he was enjoying hurting me. Phantom could be annoying sometimes...but i had to take it, or else i'd get a bullet in my head.
After this bad morning, i got pissed, deciding to go down to the soldier rooms to lighten myself up. Everyone got a good laugh when they saw the marks Phantom gave me, and laughed even harder when they found out it was indeed Phantom that did it. Slowly pulling on my brass knuckles, i punched my fists together, and snarled. Several older soldiers gulped, others looked in confusion, the rest...fear. After several men were on the ground unconscious, and the rest managed to get away, i put my knuckles back in my pockets, smiling my satisfied smile. I could be annoying sometimes, but you better handle it yourself, else i'll beat your ass to a pulp.