Blueliner was pretty cute for a superhero, but then again so was Derek Nurse…
Dex had known his day was going to be awful. Nothing bad had
actually happened that morning, but there was that feeling in the pit of his
stomach. That all too familiar feeling that meant he’d run into him today, which meant Dex left his
place wary of everything and everyone.
He was right to be suspicious.
Dex’s face was pressed down into the disgusting carpet, a
heavy boot resting on his back. The boot, sitting heavily on an old bruise, was
an uncomfortable pressure that got worse the longer it was there. He crushed
the urge to shift and lay stiffly on the ground. It wasn’t even lunch yet and
his day had gone to shit.
“Hurry up, Chad! That’s enough for now. We gotta get out of
The Chad at the till let out a cry of “Chad!” as the boot,
and attached Chad, flew off of Dex and into the wall. He was wrestled to the
ground, quickly cuffed, and Money Chad darted for the bank entrance. Before he
made it beyond a few steps, Money Chad was trussed up like his partner. It was
over in the blink of an eye.