Rigby: Oh god! What's it doing?
Mordecai: It's coming right at us! It's going to T Bone us!
Niko: No it won't, I know who they are. I'll get us out of here
*The Feroci speeds away driving to the Algonquin Bridge*
Niko: They're the Ancelotti's men. I needed to get something for a...I forget... Mob Boss.
Niko: I only did crimes to help get me and my cousin out of the deep s**t we were into.
Niko: I was told to kidnap Gracie Ancelotti, and I did.
Niko: We got our things, and gave Gracie back.
Niko: Mr Ancelotti isn't very happy. I thought it was all over, Nope, they're back. The Last of the Ancelotti's men.
Mordecai: Damn. Well, we got to- OH GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING
Niko: It's alright, I'm just drifting onto the bridge, I'm not crashing the vehicle.
*Ancelotti's men come behind Niko's Feroci and start shooting at the tires*
*tires pop*
Niko: DAMN!
*throws go to jail free bomb at ancelotti's men*
*bomb explodes and they all disappear*
Niko: There we go. Now, Since I got the Simple Native Trainer, I'll teleport us to the apartment.
*The car teleports to the apartment*
Niko: Alright everyone. Here it is.
Rigby: Wow, this place looks nice! And it has a great view!
Mordecai: What floor do you live on?
Niko: See those two huge windows on the top?
Mordecai and Rigby: Yes?
Niko: That's my apartment. I also got my own Heli-pad!
Rigby: Nice!
Mordecai: So, We going to go in?
Niko: Yes! Let's get in the elevator.
*elevator goes up*
*doors open*
*Mordecai and Rigby both have their mouths open in shock*
Rigby: THIS IS AMAZING!
Mordecai: You got that right, Rigby!
Niko: Welcome home.
*Mordecai's cell phone rings*
*CALL FROM MARGARET*
*picks up*
Mordecai: Hey Margaret!
Anonymous: Hello Mordecai.
Mordecai: Who is this?
Anonymous: Mr Ancelotti. Put me on speaker.
*puts phone on speaker*
Mr Ancelotti: Mordecai, I have your girlfriend here as a hostage. If you don't come here and pay me and my daughter to say sorry for kidnapping her, Your girlfriend won't be your girlfriend anymore. And by not anymore, I mean dead. Bring me 10,000 US Dollars. Now destroy your phone. The police will track your call. I am on the third floor of the Francis International Airport parking garage. Be there. Goodbye.
*he hangs up*
Mordecai: Oh...God...
Niko: Everyone, get in the helicopter.
*everyone gets in the helicopter*
Let's go.
*everybody flies to the Francis International Airport*
*TO BE CONTINUED*
