Bank

Casey- Joe and James have had this punishment planned for about a year now, waiting for when both Sal and Q lost together.

Pete- We are filming at a new location for this punishment, why this bank is even letting us do this, is completely beyond us.

Joe- After getting everything set up, we finally send in both Sal and Q.

James- I was getting a sinking feeling that something just was right. "Joe, that group there are they with us?"

Joe- I look over to the group in question. "No, why?"

James- I bite at my bottom lip in thought. "I don't want to freak Sal and Q out over nothing, but I have this gut feeling that something very bad is about to happen."

Joe- When one is got like this, especially James shit normally went to Hell. "Alright, we will keep an eye on those teens."

Pete- Casey and I happened to over head the two.

Casey- "What's going on?"

James- I point out the suspicious group. "Something bad is about to go down..."

Pete- A bank robbery is not what we need to be apart of. "Son of a bitch!"

Casey- I'm sure all of us were on the same page about whatever James was feeling. "Just get this punishment over, so we can get our boys out of there."

Joe and James- "Yes sir!" After reconnecting the mic, we start.

(Inside The Bank)

Brian- We've been inside for a few minutes now waiting on our instructions.

Sal- This punishment was the most outlandish yet in my honest opinion. "What are we doing again?"

Brian- (Shrugs) I was getting nothing but silence through my ear piece, meaning Sal must be getting the same.

Sal- (Mutters) "I just want to get this over with, last time we fucked with anything federal we almost went to jail."

Brian- (Nods In Agreement) Technically Sal was going to go to jail, the rest of IJ got pardoned and was told not to do it again. (Snickers)

Sal- I give Brian a swift kick in the shin.

Brian- (Whines) "Baby, that hurt."

Sal- (Mutters) "Dick head."

Brian- Before I can say anything in retaliation we get our first set of instructions, but before we can move all Hell literally breaks loose.

Fred- (Points Shot Gun and Growls) "Every body get down on the ground now!"

Brian- Ignoring the pleas of our brothers through the ear pieces, both of us hit the floor along with the other civilians.

Sal- I look over at Brian and he wears a similar look to my own. 'We are so fucked'