Stitchs pov

"Haha! You guys crack me up!" I chuckled a bit, Reaper drank his tea.
I sighed, and looked at Azusa.
"Well, when are we going to get the money?"
"Right now??" Reaper asked.
I nodded.
"Azusa we will be back, stay put." I smiled, she nodded.
Me and Reaper walked out the door.

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Nock nock!!

Me and Reaper looked at eachother and back at the door.
"Comming!!" We heard.

The door opened, revealing a masked man.
But had whitesh, Grey hair.
"Come in! Come in... I have to go get the money!" He spoke.
I smiled as we walked in.
"Nice place" i said.

"Yes indeed it is" Reaper laughed.
We sat down.
Waiting for the money.

I heard guns click behind us.
"PUT YOUR DAMN HANDS UP STITCH!" The pulice officer yelled.
"Wow...thinking nothing can happen!" The man that we asked for money shook his hands in the air.
"Well, i told you.
Serious regret, and look what happens... Your such a fool!!" He laughed.

I growled.
"Woah woah, pulice officer. Mind pulling the gun a bit
Awayyy from my head?" Reaper sarcasimly said.
I held my breathe.
As the gun was about to shoot.

I hurried up, as the gun shot.
I slipt the the side so i wouldnt get hit.
I picked up Reaper.
And he grabbed a wine bottle.
Throwing it at the pulice officer.
I laughed as he missed.
So i dropped him.

I simply pulled out 2 pistals.
Aiming, and pulling the Trigger.

It wont shoot...
Why wont it shoot..
I growled throwing the gun at the puliced officer.
Intell i was tackled to the ground.

"Hello stitch"