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Chet smirked slyly at Charlie. "When we get back I'd be glad to offer you a job. Perhaps as a bodyguard or something. Nobody really cares if you do that if you have too much money. It'd be easy work. There's nothing to guard me from... besides 'the family'."

When the vehicle started moving he gripped his seat. He just couldn't shake this bad feeling he had.

Chet smiled this was something he felt good about doing. So this is the feeling they talk about when you do something good. Either way, I get a bodyguard out of it. "Sure. I could get you one. Though, in all honesty, I wouldn't care if you wore shorts and a spagettii strap shirt with a bazooka over your sholder." He smiled at the thought of anybody wearing that get-up.

They arive at the base. 'Here we are." said Brady.

((We're there already??))

"Sure." Said Brady as he pulled off the path to the base.

[[There on the base path]]

((I'm imagining the place we're at to be one of the abandoned areas I described in the frist post. Am I correct, because that would almost requred for my plot twist, I'm sorry to say.))

Once the car stopped he opened the door and ran out, covering his mouth. Tsume followed behind. "Bad ham. Bad ham. Chet get sick." He ran behind a far away bolder that looked like it used to be a wall and puked, not noticing the crack in the ground he'd caused. He fixed himself up so it looked as though he'd never been sick and turned to walk back. He steped in the same place where he'd made a crack and suddenly fell through the ground, dissapearing in a cloud of dust. "Ah!" Tsume hurried back to the car chirping urgently, "Fall down. Fall down! Chet gone! Big hole!" Then he hurried back to where Chet had fallen through. Sure enough, there was a hole in the ground and Chet was at the bottom rubbing his sore back.