(A/N: I was just watching the part where Brenda dies after being masked and being run over by a 40 ton truck and, personally, I just can't do a POV from that because I don't know how I would do it.

Also, there were a couple racial undertones in the next scene that made me uncomfortable. I would write it, but I'm just gonna head on over to the scenes where the Fireflys make their way towards Charlie's brothel and whatnot.

Here's a little something to make up for skipping those two scenes:

Billy: You wanna play a game? It's called "Hide The Salami".)

~Y/N POV~

After packing some of our stuff, we got out of the hotel and drove. Otis was driving, Cutter, Baby, Baby's ass crack, and I were in the back.

Baby and I were snuggling up to each other, but not making out because of Cutter in the van with us and we didn't wanna act up in front of them.

I'll tell ya, the van was hot as fucking shit you could literally fry an egg in here!

After a good long while, we decided to move around a little bit just to keep ourselves getting from the hot metal inside and outside. I mean, it was unstable, but it worked, until Otis had to bitch and moan.

Otis: This is bullshit. I trust that fucker Charlie about as much as I trust you, old man.

Cutter: Where the hell you get off talking shit about Charlie?

Otis: Hey, I know what I know, and I know I don't like that nutsack.

Cutter: Well, unless you got a better suggestion, I suggest you keep your fucking pie hole shut. That is the only remotely safe place I know about.

Y/N: Seriously, Otis, I think you say that because Charlie never liked you much, anyway.

Otis: Oh, fuck you, Y/N.

Y/N: Hey, just saying.

Otis: "Just saying", my fuckin' ass.

I then decided to take a page out of Cutter's book and play around as Captain Spaulding for a little bit.

Y/N: What'd you just say about your ass?

Otis: What's that supposed to fuckin' mean?

Y/N: Did you say somebody fucked your ass? You know, calling that other old man an ass muncher is one thing, but you're indicating someone fucked you in your ass? Is there someone we don't know about?

Otis: There's no one fucking my ass! How many times do I have to tell you! There's no one-

Y/N: Gotcha!

Cutter and Baby just laughed as I did the same. I think everyone needed it while being on the run from the pigs. We need some funny stuff to lighten it up, so why not take advantage of the situation?

Cutter: What the fuck was that Y/N!

Y/N: Hey, I had to lighten up the mood a little bit. Thought I might take a page out of your book, Cutter.

Cutter: And I approve since that was fuckin' hilarious!

Y/N: Thanks.

Otis: That wasn't funny!

Baby: It was, too! Can't you take a fuckin' joke for once?

Otis: Oh, fuck you!

Baby: Fuck you!

Then, we passed a sign that talked about some ice cream and Baby had to talk about it.

Baby: Hey, man, if anyone's interested, I think I'm gonna be wanting some ice cream in about 10 miles.

Otis: "Hey, man, I think I'm gonna be wanting some ice cream in about 10 miles."

Y/N: Don't you fucking imitate her! It's fucking rude!

Baby: "I know what I know, and I know I don't like that nutsack."

Otis: Fuck you!

Baby: Fuck you!

Y/N: Fuck you!

Cutter: Two fucking seconds for the kids, is that gonna kill you?

Otis: Yes, it is gonna kill me! I have calculated the time two seconds is the exact amount of time that's a hazard to my fuckin' health!

Cutter had to laugh as I was just trying to hold on for dear life!

Baby: Come on, don't be such a fucking drag, I'm starving.

Then, Otis flipped Baby off and told her to...

Otis: Hey, eat this.

Baby: What is your fucking problem? I'm in and out in two seconds.

Cutter: You know, I think I'm gonna get me some tutti-fucking-fruity.

Y/N: Yeah, I'd eat that. Tutti-fucking-fruity.

Baby: Tutti-fucking-fruity, that sounds good.

Three of Us: Tutti-fucking-fruity!

Otis: Shut up!

Three of Us: Tutti-fucking-fruity!

Otis: Shut up! Shut up!

Three of Us: Tutti-fucking-fruity!

Otis: Listen, there is no fucking ice cream in your fucking future!

Well, that last statement aged like milk because after 9 miles, we made it to the ice cream shop, grabbed three cones of Tutti-Fruity and we had the best time of our lives.

I mean, Otis knew he couldn't win this battle and he had to relent, reluctantly.

However, I had to go find the police station where Karen was being held and get her out of there. It was my mission to do it, so here's how I let them those three know: I took a napkin from the shop, wrote a note, and put it in the van without anyone knowing.

I hate doing this, but Karen's like a mother to me and I can't take her getting killed out of my brain.

After I left the note in the van, without Baby, Otis, or Cutter knowing, I pushed a biker off his bike...

Biker: Hey! The fuck do you think you're doing!

Y/N: Got something for your ass if you fuck with me.

I revved up the bike and drove off, looking to find Karen and get her out of that shithole.

~1 1/2 hours Later~

After being on the road, I finally found the station as I took the shotgun Otis gave me, loaded it, along with my revolver, and looked to free Karen.

~Wydell II POV~

After finding out who else is on the list, I decided to give Mother Firefly a visit in her cell.

Wydell II: Open the door, Deputy.

The Deputy did and before I walked in...

Wydell II: Take the night off, Freddy. I'll watch the prisoner.

This fat bitch had to start somethin'...

Karen: Well well well, working late tonight, aren't we sheriff? What's the matter? Can't sleep? Hell running loose in the streets? Or did ya just miss Mama?

Wydell II: As a matter of fact, I was feeling kinda lonely.

She laughed as she continued her shit.

Karen: I knew you couldn't stay away. I got that power over men. Women like me are a rare breed. Don't you agree?

Wydell II: Oh, yes, ma'am, I do.

Karen: I ain't been broken, you know? Men like that.

I had my knife ready as I was gonna kill her.

Karen: Ooh, you got me going this afternoon. You think you can break me? You like it rough?

She started licking her lips so seductively that I had her where I wanted her.

Karen: Oh, honey, you can have it any way you want.

Wydell II: I don't want it rough.

I picked her up and looked to stab her. No one's gonna save this bitch from me and that's how it's gonna be.

Wydell II: I like it hot and slow.

Just when I was about to stab her in her heart...

BANG!

I looked over and I made the stupid decision that I've ever made...

Wydell II: The fuck was that!

Then, this bitch kicked my ball sack and drove me head first into the wall as I was out cold!

~Y/N POV~

Once I started going on a rampage, I was killing as many pigs as I could find while taking cover.

Pig 1: There he is!

Pig 2: Get him!

They fired at me as I took cover and I killed one as another came around behind me and I shot him before he could kill me!

I found a tear gas grenade and I had to put on the mask. I put it on, pulled the pin off the tear gas grenade, threw it, and I that was when I went rogue.

After I reloaded I killed any pig in sight, left, right, behind, front, everywhere I could see.

My shotgun was getting low on ammo and when I killed one more pig with it, I threw it to the side, and grabbed an M16 with a loaded clip.

There were three pigs on my ass and I fired back however I could while taking cover.

Once I shot another and killed it, I saw Karen running in the hallway. I smirked and looked to get her out.

Karen: Y/N!

I saw that a pig was about to shoot her from behind and I had to yell...

Y/N: Behind you, get down!

She dropped to the floor and I killed him...

Pig:

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...just before he could fire off a shot.

I ran to Karen in the hallway who got up and hugged her as she cried into my shoulder.

Karen: *sniff* You're alive!

Y/N: So are you. I thought you'd be dead.

Karen: But I'm still here. Wait, where's Baby and the others?

Y/N: They're on their way to Charlie's brothel. I had to leave them so I could come find you.

Karen: You didn't have to do this.

Y/N: I know, but you're like the mother I never had and I don't want to see you die just yet. You got a couple more years left in you, so let's make them count.

Karen: Let's go.

We ran as fast as we could, fighting our way out of the station as I gave Karen my revolver and we killed as many pigs that came across us.

We were intent on getting her out and we did as I found a car that had enough room for all of us.

I took a paperclip, turned it into a key, and managed to pick lock the car doors, and I drove like hell all the way to Charlie's brothel.

My mission to save Karen was a success and I know I'll get shat on by Baby and the others for doing this, but saving Karen from the pigs was worth being shitted on.