Rustmane and Fu push the door open and run out into the cool, Autumn evening. Police sirens nearing in the distance tell the pair to keep on running, but as they cross the street, a familiar, obnoxious yellow Hummer blares its mighty horn.
"Did you boys remember my apple pie?" a familiar voice sqwaks wickedly. "Get in the back." A pretty young brunette sits and oozes oil onto the front passenger seat next to the Summer Sovereign. She smiles at The Lions coyly and says, "Hi."
Fu clenches his fists still fighting the urge to hurt the manager some more and runs to the hummer. He jumps into the back of the hummer and slides over to allow for Rust to jump in on that side. "The pie didn't make it." Fu says half joking half serious.
"This is Emma," the Ogre tells the pair as they clamber in the backseat. He starts driving away, but his neck's twisted to face his courtiers behind him. "She's new. Emma, this is Rustmane and Fu. Emma wanted a...a what was it, again?"
"A McRib," she says quietly, looking down at her phone.
"Anyway, they don't make 'em anymore. So, anyway, we walked in to see you two in the back, fighting with the fry guys." He laughs maliciously while cars in front of him swerve out of the way, honking and swearing at Harry. He only glances at the road occasionally, apparently for the novelty of it, and he never fails to catch and return any inappropriate gesture aimed toward the great yellow boat of a vehicle. Emma hardly seems to notice Harry's recklessness.
"I told Emma we should bring the car around. Good job, boys. Those two skinny wussbags might actually try to defend themselves the next time they're in trouble." He doesn't seem at all sarcastic or condescending as he commends his crew. For once.
"Now, our boy John G has got himself into a spot with the law, so we're going to see what can't be done for our brother. I'm assuming neither of you have a problem with that." A stop sign goes by as he turns to affirm his statement by looking at Rust and Fu. Emma yawns. "Emma, hand those boys the fruit in that bag. They'll heal you two up a bit." She hands each of the lions a green orange with a feathered stem.
The Hummer's engine blares as they hit the highway.
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