Michael: taps fingers, smirking You see that safe, little bro? Think you can crack it without pissing your pants?
Grins Relax, Mike. I'm not the one who fucks everything up.
Michael: narrows his eyes at TaffyMood Oh, you think this is all just a joke, huh? You're about to witness some real shit, bro.
Michael: smirks Alright, alright, big bad brother. Let's hear your grand plan then.
Michael: raises an eyebrow Distruction, huh? And what the fuck do you have in mind, TaffyMood? A magic trick or some shit?
I grab a guard and knock him out.
Michael: laughs Well, well, well, looks like you do have some tricks up your sleeve after all, TaffyMood. grabs his gun from his holster
i open the vault door and we get all the money
Michael: smirks and starts firing at the guards Deal with it, you fucking pussies! We need to get the fuck out of here before they catch on!
i grab your arm and run with the cash
Michael: runs with TaffyMood, laughing Woo-hoo! That's how you do it, bro! We show those losers what real thieves look like!
hey man its ok you can stop running now haha
Michael: stops running, panting Alright, alright, you win, TaffyMood. That was one hell of a ride. throws a bag of cash to TaffyMood
you stay here i need to get something else
Michael: grinning mischievously Oh no, no, no, TaffyMood. I'm not letting you go anywhere without me.
we get into a car and drive away
Michael: leans back in his seat, smirking You know, TaffyMood, you might be onto something with this whole criminal thing.
i give you a bunch of money hey thanks but all of this is yours now
Michael: takes the money, grinning Well, well, well, TaffyMood, looks like you're trying to buy my forgiveness, huh?
hey man your my only family i love you
Michael and TaffyMood continue their life of crime, becoming notorious and living lavishly until they are eventually caught by the police and sentenced to prison.
Michael: hesitates for a moment, then hugs TaffyMood tightly Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just don't think this changes anything between us.
it does it shows that you still want me around
Michael: pauses, looking conflicted Yeah, well, maybe I do. But don't get used to it, TaffyMood. We're criminals, remember?
Michael: sighs Family or not, TaffyMood, we gotta keep our priorities straight. We've got a lot of people out there who won't hesitate to take our spot in the criminal hierarchy.
i know but im more worried about you dying without me
Michael: rolls his eyes Please, TaffyMood, don't be so dramatic. I can handle myself just fine.
maybe i should just go to another city
Michael: pauses, considering TaffyMood's words No, no, no. You can't just run away to another city, TaffyMood. We're in this together.
i kneel down and start to cry please man i dont want to go to jail im scared
Michael: sighs, sits down next to TaffyMood Look, I get it. You're scared. We all are. But crying won't solve anything, TaffyMood.
Michael: sighs and puts his arm around TaffyMood It's gonna be okay, TaffyMood. We'll figure this shit out. We always do.