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"Well don't you look comfortable." Johnny said as he collapsed in the seat across from Pierce who ate a sandwich.

"It would be better if they sold Freckled Bitches here." Pierce took another bit, unsatisfied. Maybe he should call-up his homes boys and have them send some.

"I haven't had that shit in a long time... Damn man, you're making me hungry." The American made a sound something similar to a laugh, his mouth full. Pierce wipes his mouth a  spare napkin,

"I've been meaning to ask." A brow rose upon Johnny's face, his curiosity kind of peaked. "Have we met before? You seem kinda familiar." The Korean had thought the same thing too but couldn't ever recall from where. He had definitely known the two never met outside of work or ever before working with M.A.Y.H.E.M. .

"I had the same feeling too. But I don't think we ever have." The African American Gangster nodded while taking another bite to finish his meal off. "I sometimes do get these fucking weird memories. Way to vague to even remember." Pierce's chocolate colored eyes widen a fraction,

"Dude, I get those too! That big frozen guy gets them sometimes, even that red head chick." Johnny wonders if anyone else in the agency were also suffering from something similar.

Did they do something to their agents?

Blocking memories?

Whatever it was, the man simply didn't care. He was here to ask questions, just to shoot first and not ask anything later.

"Look at that shit." Pierce pointed to some cameramen and what appeared to fans flocking the area nearby, "Something is either going down or a celebrity is going to make an appearance." The two men watched a roofless car pull in, people cheering and demanding a pink big headed cat's attention? "What the fuck is that?" The person ran over a fire hydrant before stepping out,

"That's Professor Genki." To Johnny it was completely normal seeing this guy, having watched the Genki Bowl or the Super Ethical Reality show.

Big fan here!

But not for the cat.

More like the cat's partner.~

Pierce still seemed confused, wanting Johnny to elaborate.

"Professor Genki is a host for a couple of violent reality shows. Pretty relaxing to watch." The Korean watched some personnel force the fans back, Genki traveled to the other side of his Genkimobile. The door swung open, not caring if a close by person got hit or not. "If that's not your thing. Genki does have a flock of hot babes following him around. They're worth watching all on their own." Speaking of which. Panda, Kitty, and Tiger revealed themselves in scantily clad clothing.

"Daammn! Look at those hot bitches!" Pierce pointed out, eyeballing the lovely ladies. Johnny just nodded in acknowledgement, from across the road, the pink cat held his hand out to the passenger. A much smaller hand placed itself within the larger pink furred one, a ring glisten within the light.

"Wow. I wasn't expecting to see Mrs. Genki out in public." Genki Helped his wife from the family vehicle, she looked like she didn't want to be here at all.

[NAME] Genki.

She wasn't dressed in her usual sexy scientist uniform but something from the 1950s, you know, somewhere in America. Johnny didn't really pay much attention to fashion anyhow. The only iconic thing she kept were her cat ear shaped buns and those stupid oversized round glasses.

Maybe so she could still match with her husband or something of that matter.

Johnny wouldn't mind getting to know her. But knowing his track record, maybe it'll be best to admire from a far this time round. [EYE COLOR] orbs glanced towards the two agents, instead of looking away, she continued to stare. Their eyes staying locked with one another, no shift of the eyes or even a blink. The [HAIR COLOR] haired woman smiled and sent a small wave, Johnny half heartdly gave one back. This seemed to give the woman some satisfaction before she turned away, facing the group she came with. Genki's arm wrapped around her waist the 'Genki Family' made their way into the restaurant.

"Look at that shit! I think you got noticed!" The American joked with a hint of a chuckle. Johnny rolled his eyes behind his glasses, the other not spotting this.

"Whatever. I'm pretty sure they were showing off infront of the cameras." He retorted,

"Of you know she has the hots for you. Maybe you and I could introduce ourselves." Pierce suggested with a wiggle of the brows. Johnny just shook his head, they should get going soon or their is going to throw one of her Frenchie fits.

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The dinner tonight felt... Plain. The usual... Rolling your [EYE COLOR] eyes at the normal sight of Professor Genki flirting with Angry Tiger, both Tiger and Sexy Kitty at his sides as you sat next to Sad Panda.

"Does it not bother you?" You raised a brow at your 'only friend' here. You shook your head,

"Not anymore... But I'm used to it." A brief glance to the trio before settling on your half eaten dinner. Panda slurped a noodle, the wiggly pasta smacked her nose before being sucked in. "I'm not getting paid enough to care." The long haired woman nodded, slowly chewing. Her Jjajangmyeon's[1] noodles tasted like they were under cooked!

The sauce though... It's fantastic!

This was your opinion, having swiped a noodle from the busty panda's plate. You'll never get used to Korean food! You miss your 'American foods' and you miss your hometown of Steelwater. At moments like these, where you can think to yourself. You'd always wished to not have joined the first season of Professor Genki's game show. You shouldn't have accepted his deal.

You wonder how your mom is doing right now?

Thoughts ran rampant in your head, all firing off in rapid succession. A gentle smack of your hand pulled you from your reverie, it honestly surprised you.

"[NAME] stop stealing my food!" You pouted, "Don't you dare give me that look! It's not my fault you had a small supper." Rubbing the back of your neck,

"My bad, sorry." You couldn't help but chuckle, "But I might do it again." Panda didn't look amused.

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You held that practiced smile as you waved to the many fans, they were all here to see the mascot. Some of those perverts taking photos of the Genki Girls. Most likely for their personal spank bank.

That's disgusting to think about.

You mentally clocked out a few times, coming back to right of mind when random things caught your attention.

Like a reporter asking a question. Or when people wants their pictures taken with the Crew... Maybe a few awkward hugs too.

It just became to much. Luckily the producer sent you on a mini break, you needed this, some time away from everyone. Opening a pack of some kind of off brand cigarettes, you haven't smoked in years but you've went back into the habit after the Fourth Season. You coughed a few times, not liking this cheap flavor of a cancer stick. You were pretty sure this thing can't even give you cancer! It's so cheaply made, the tobacco is not as strong as the ones you used to smoke.

Maybe you should try those vapes. They sound so much better then this piece of crap.

Taking a look around, the back of the building mostly empty, save for a few workers chatting.

Kind of quiet.

You always enjoyed that. No one to bother you or talking loudly. You don't miss that back home. A puff of smoke escaped your paint covered lips, maybe you should take more breaks. You've earned them for all the times you've over worked yourself on that freaking show. The sound of distant shouting had your ears twitching and the few people here had scattered, you think they got scared.

'From what?'  You wondered.

The answer came in the form of a soldier looking guy running his ass of as a trio of people chased them down. The small group shouting for the person to stop or they'll kill him or whatever.

Ain't that cheesy.

You couldn't help but to roll your [EYE COLOR] eyes at this. Must be a movie they're filming. To bad; You're not moving from this spot until your break was over. Not because of your attitude, more like, these heels were murder on your feet and the added bonus of standing all day long. And like that, they were gone. A brow shot up in questioning when you spot a person dressed as an assassin leap from the roof tops, searching for something.

"Man, Korea is so weird." You mumbled more to yourself. "Or I'm high as fuck."

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The day progressed slower then what you like, a sigh escaping from your parted lips as you watched the camera feed. You were just watching contestants run amok, defending of people in costumes while trying to make their way to the grand prize.

It's probably a year supply of alcohol or something stupid.

"Whose's that?" Questioned the camera man, "That's not one of the players."

"He's not one of our own." Another responded.

You couldn't help but be interested in what the two were talking about, [EYE COLOR] eyes darted to any monitor that may contain a strange person. Monitor five showed the suspect, the man looking around before taking off somewhere within your building. You wondered how'd he got in until your eyes locked onto the EXIT door. You wanted to face palm, why wasn't any guards standing at that door! And just like that, another person enters. One looked more like a detective of sorts.

"Send someone to fetch that armor bound man." You tugged on a guard's sleeve as you spoke,

"What about the other?" Asked the Korean, his English sounded choppy. Leaning back in your swirly chair with an amused smile.

"Let him play our game. That cop wants that man, we'll make him work for it." The guard nodded, without another word, he left as instructed.

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"Where the fuck did he go?" Johnny spoke to no one but himself, the room to dark to see. "I'm going to tear you from limb to limb when I get my hands on you."

Fuck interrogating this Legion Commander, Johnny is so pissed! The slippery little rat some how kept dodging the former cop and even Johnny's bullets meant nothing!

He should've said no when Kenzie asked the Korean to take her mission.

Claiming; 'It's really easy! Just take out his squad mates and take the commander in for questioning.'

Johnny grumbled in annoyance, his irritation quickly dwindled when lights flooded the lot. Nothing left unturned from the artificial sun, shadows hiding within the smallest of cracks.

"Welcome back Genki fans! We hope you didn't miss us to much!" Came a voice Johnny only watched on TV, "While you were away- We've got a special guest star!" Johnny ignored what the announcer was saying, spotting several people dressed in costumes hiding among the rafters and hidden behind walls, all with guns at the ready. It seems the officer has accidentally entered the Genki Show but Johnny isn't complaining. He did kind of wanted to be on the show, maybe now is his chance. There could be the possibility of getting to that asshole too!

Kill two birds with one stone.

Even though the main boss lady is going to have his head later, well, Johnny's not going down without a fight.

The sound of feet moving alerting Johnny to invading mascots,

"This is going to be fun." The Korean murmured to himself, the corner of his lips curling into a smirk, his faithful guns at the ready. The first two victims were easily dispatched, them being runners with wrenches and baseball bats. The bodies fell to the ground as Johnny rounded a sharp corner, a walking beer bottle who faced away, looking over a short concrete wall. The mascot turned to look just in time to be pistol whipped, their nose crunching under the impact, leaving them dazed.

The walking beer bottle hadn't pulled up any resistance as Johnny pulled the mascot close, arm wrapped tightly against the man's neck. Walking out into the open, a spray of bullets hitting the meat shield. A mist of blood existing the wounds, a pained cry with blood spilling from the mascot's lips. A pink bunny and a blue gorilla were easily domed, the costumes not providing any protection. Tossing the now limp body to the side, a grazed Johnny's shoulder. The purple cloth and flesh both sliced open, crimson liquid seeping into the fabric. A grimace tugged at the male's lips, pain shooting throughout the limb.

"That's one of my good shirts!" Johnny growled out, raising his gun, a loud bang rang out and followed by the mascot shouting in surprise as the green gorilla fell over the railing. Head crunching against one of the many walls below. Another beer bottle came out of hiding, before he could do anything, the mascot crumbled to the floor when Johnny shot the man a few times in the chest.

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"What a badass." You couldn't help be amazed, stars in your [EYE COLOR] eyes. This guy must be some kind of trained soldier or something! The way he moved and reacted to the few threats he came across. This man just took out five of your people before moving onto the next room, knocking down extra bonus time and point signs.

"This guy is good." The man beside spoke with the same amount of awe, you nod, eye never leaving the screens. "I don't think Professor Genki is going to happy about this." You leaned forward, resting your elbows upon the table as your head sat within your palms.

"No, no. Genki is going to be pleased. As long as there is blood to spill- then it doesn't matter." The man in purple used a shotgun to blow one man's head off then proceed to use it to stab another. The strength and power he presented left you craving for more, a sudden need to stand by his side.

For what? You don't know.

You tensed up when the feeling of paw hands rested upon your shoulders,

"What have we here?" Genki spoke in that high pitch you've grown used to, the pink cat leaned forward, his chest touching the back of your head. You felt a little suffocated and uncomfortable. "A new playmate? Look how well he's playing." Genki creepily turned his head to stare at the man beside you both, glasses giving a dark glint in the low lightening.

"Let's give him a friend. Let the big guy out to play." You cocked your head to the side, looking up to the main mascot himself. Only you and the previous Genki Girl were the only ones to ever face that brute of a monster and survive. Genki's paw caressed the side of your face, not used to the cat giving you attention anymore. "What do you say, Wifey?" You look from the man beside you and back to Genki whose smile seemed to widen even further.

"Uh, yes! Better to do it now before he gets to the last room!" The paws on your shoulders squeezed, leaving a bad feeling behind the touch