I Hraet You (40)

CaraVolter March 15, 2021

Beat 40: Such is the Essence of the Power Slide

“This charade has gone on long enough!” Lloyd stamped his foot atop the armored truck, and thrust his finger at Rosco once more, momentarily wishing he could turn it into a flaming arrow. “Rosco! Unshackle my father, for he has committed no crime! Certainly he deserves fairer treatment than being ensnared by cold steel, and put on display like the town buffoon!” He raised an eyebrow and stroked his chin. “I know I’m one for theatrics, but STILL! This crosses a line that the common citizen was never meant to cross!”

But Rosco just shrugged and smiled. “Oh, don’t worry. We’re gonna let your dad go…AFTER he gets shipped off to…” He reached into the pocket of his overalls and tugged out a crumpled sheet of paper. “Prison? Aw, is that it? Wouldn’t mind puttin’ him in a loony bin or in an ocean -- least, as long as I’m gettin’ paid.”

“You’re more wretched than when last we met -- and that’s quite an achievement!” Lloyd thrust a finger (again) at the Neanderthal. “For shame, Rosco! FOR! SHAAAAAAAAAAAME!”