Steven's face dropped and he shook his head. "That's a real shame. Guys look."

He held out the news article and Adam snatched it up. "Isn't this Chris?!"

Jacob leaned over and frowned. "He raped someone and got away with it? I should've made you guys move to Uruguay with me."

Hazel pulled out his phone and messaged him. "He's still around. Says he can hang out."

A brow raised as Steven sipped at his apple beer. "We could totally hang out. Just a quick visit to uh... you know."

Adam grinned. "Absolutely! Just check in on him. Make sure he's not too disconnected from the situation."

Jacob glanced between the three of them. "Well I'm going over there to beat his ass broken."

Steven chuckled. "We were beating around the bush on purpose, Jackaboy. I'm gonna use my diplomatic immunity and powers for good."

So they kissed their darlings goodbye and Steven handed Connie the emergency phone, and they piled in Adam's wraith named Wrath to pay Chris a little visit.

He was sitting on his couch playing video games but jumped up to beam at them. "Yo, what's up you guys?! Adam, looking sharp today!"

Adam motioned him closer silently like he was going to give him a hug but decked him right in the jaw. "What the fuck is wrong with you man? How could you do that to some poor, innocent girl?!"

He looked shocked to no end. "Sh-she didn't even say no! She was drunk and all over me until we got our clothes off!"

Steven picked him up and tossed him into the more open kitchen area. "Save it. Everyone knows you don't touch a man or a woman when they're drunk."

He nodded to Jacob and he kicked him so hard the wind was knocked out of him again. "Dude, I was a rape victim for 13 years! I wouldn't wish it on anyone once!" He pulled at his hair and sighed. "Fuck man, people suck and I trust less and less people as time goes by..."

Hazel was tempted to spit on him but the DNA would get him got, even if he was with Steven. "Jacob, do you mind if I steal a move?"

He shrugged and took a hit of his cart. "Be my guest."

Hazel popped both of his testicles and rolled his eyes at his screaming. "It said she was screaming when you raped her. We read every article on the way here."

"One of her ribs was broken, Chris," Adam chided before taking his study combat boot and pressing on his sternum. "Did she cry?"

Chris nodded miserably, in tears himself as he wailed in agony.

Steven dropped down to look him in the eye, glowing with rage. "If you tell a single fucking soul what we just did to you—," He raised his hand like he was going to slap him and when he flinched, he chuckled. "No one is going to believe you. Not a single one. You could have camera footage of me whooping your ass and no one would bat an eye." He shook his head and a tear fell to heal him. "That poor girl."

Adam motioned them to the door but turned back to see Chris stabilizing. "Suck my dick and lose our numbers. I swear to god if you call any of our wives, I'll come back here and finish the job."

Jacob tugged him along and nodded in solidarity. "Bro code."

"It requires us to beat the shit out of our friends that turn out to be rapists," Hazel sighed. "You guys want ice cream?"

They nodded and by the end of the trip essentially forgot it had happened altogether.