Pink Brass Knuckles
My name is Ulich... Ulrich Stern, and my partner Oswald Della Robia, or Odd as I called him well more like a brother we had been around each other since we were kids. We were inseparable, but anyway we work for a mafia boss by the name of Paul "big paulie" Mazzato here in New York. We took care of business for him by collecting and shakedowns. I always wore a silk deep blue dress shirt with black dress paints and black timberland boots. Odd on the other hand wore a deep purple full suit with a black and pink striped tie and purple timberland boots, but god help you if you questioned why he wore that tie. I remember one time we were going to collect some money a bookie was holding out on our boss.
"look just give us the fucking money and I wont have to break ya fucking head open ya prick" odd screamed smacking Donnie the bookie in the face. "PLEASE ODD, COME ON, OW JESUS" Donnie screamed in between slaps. "just pay us the money Donnie and he will stop" I told him from my seat near the door. "ALRIGHT, Fuck man" Donnie said as he reached into the top drawer of the desk odd had him pinned on top of. He pulled out a stack of hundreds and threw it to me. I smiled and counted each bill while odd held Donnie face down on his desk. "its all here, lets go odd" I said standing up waiting for odd to let donnie up. I opened the door and just as odd was closing in on the door donnie said something stupid. "you and your boss can go fuck yourselves!" odd and I turned to face him. "the fuck did you just say you stupid mother fucker?" odd said as he closed the door. "i said go fuck yourself!" Donnie said as flipped us off. At this point I should tell you odd has well, a bad temper. "fuck him up" I whispered in odds hear as I tapped his shoulder giving him the ok to do his worst. "That's it, COME HERE YOU LITTLE MOTHER FUCKER!" odd screamed as he grabbed the phone receiver off of the desk and began to bash Donnie in the face with it. He broke his nose only after two swings and then blood started to fly. In between the smacks and the bone cracks all I could hear was odd cursing. "Odd! that's enough I think hes sorry enough." I said walking over and grabbing the phone, picking odd up with it. Odd looked at me with rage in his eyes, those emerald eyes, and face stained in blood. Taking the bandanna from my pocket I cleaned up most of the blood off odds face before I noticed tears slowly falling as he looked away from me.
hey guys sorry i haven't posted in a while
alot has happened... but anyway here is a tease at a new fic to see if anoyne wants
my writing to continue
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