This is just a prologue type chapter, if it's well received I'll post more of the story. I love these characters and want to see their stories continue. Any and all characters that have previously appeared in a View Askew Production are the property of Kevin Smith.
"Bye boo-boo" Jay said as he kissed the glass between him and his girlfriend, Justice.
"Bye Jay." She said, giggling at his glass kissing gesture. "I love you."
"I wanna fuck you too." At that instant Jay shot up from his seat, dropped his phone receiver he was speaking and shouted, "Hey! When can a hardworking American citizen get some conjugal visits up in this bitch!?" He looked back at the glass, at Justice, picked up the receiver again and spoke into it. "Just so we're clear, by 'this bitch' I mean the prison." He dropped the receiver and returned to a louder volume. "But seriously though!" A prison guard approached Jay.
"Justice hasn't been here long enough to earn those privileges."
"What about my privileges? I'm a semi-taxpaying individual!"
"I'm sorry, there's just nothing to be done. With good behavior you're looking at three months."
"Three months! Are you crazy! Ya boy wants the pussy now!" Jay shrieked.
"That's tragic but there's nothing I can do."
"Come on," Jay paused and looked around, "I could make it worth your while."
"You realize trying to bribe could land you in a cell yourself?"
"Now we're getting somewhere! Just land me in hers and it's a done deal. What do ya say?" In a matter of moments Jay was escorted out of the prison with a formal restriction from returning for three months. Outside, Silent Bob was waiting for his heterosexual life mate. "Well Silent Bob, what are we going to do for the next three months. Bob gave a shrug that said 'Same shit we always do?'
Jay, normally, would have done just that. But Jay wanted a change of pace. He stopped a pair of douchey angels from totally fucking up everybody's shit. He saved a bunch of helpless animals, stopped world famous jewel thieves and made bank on a movie based on him and Silent Bob. Jay can't go home again, he needed more adventure before he'd do that.
"Nah, we need to go bigger!" Jay thought about it some more, "How much money do we have left from the Bluntman and Chronic movie?" Bob reached into his coat and pulled out a calculator, crunched a few numbers, and handed it to Jay.
"Shit, Lunchbox. You know what we should do now?"
"Invest, put some into a 401K and maybe pay off some bills." Bob thought.
"Vegas Baby! Snootch to the noonch!"