Mello rubbed his eyes as he woke. There was another thump as the small stress ball hit the wall again, Mello sighed.

"Matt?" he asked,

"What?" Matt asked.

"I got you that stress ball to calm you down" he said sitting up and staring at his boy friend who sat in the chair.

" I know, but I'm just so angry at…" Mello cut him off,

"God? Oh come on, now you really are acting like Bartleby" Mello said rolling his eyes and getting off the bed.

"Am not!" Matt whined.

"Are too" Mello replied. "Now let's get out there and do our stupid job"…

"I can't believe we're doing this" Matt said staring at the passerby's,

"What would you rather do? Huh? Fuck all day?" Mello asked,

"To be honest, yes. Seeing that I actually have a dick again" Matt replied.

"Oh yeah, well how 'bout this? For every person you kill, we can have sex, deal?" Mello asked. Matt considered this deal for a moment,

"Okay, fair enough" Matt nodded. They both stood,

"Great, now let's go kill some sinners!" Mello laughed, Matt turned, a woman in the café they sat in stared at them,

"Yes, you heard right, me and my boyfriend are here to kill all the bad people, but don't worry, your clean, just tell your husband to watch his back, also, you might want to go the doctors, you know, get that STD sorted" Matt smiled…

Mello and Matt walked down the road,

"Matt?" Mello asked,

"Yeah?" Matt replied looking to him,

"How'd'you know she had an STD?" Mello laughed,

"I guess I got all of Bartleby's powers" Matt replied shrugging.

"So, you know who all the people we gotta kill are right?" He asked,

"Yeah"

"Great, whose the closest then?" Mello asked stopping to cross the road.

"Erm, that guy" Matt said pointing to one of the guys that stood in the crowd with them,

"That guy?" Matt nodded, "Okay". Mello put his hand on top of the mans neck, and twisted, there was a snapping sound and the man's body hit the floor,

"You done then?" Matt asked, Mello nodded,

"Yeah, home?" he asked,

"Yeah, okay" Matt replied. They both turned and walked down the road as screams came from behind them,

"What he do anyways?" Mello asked as they walked.

"Stealing" Matt replied,

"What did he do?" Mello repeated

"You know, he stole, every day at the end of work he took 25 dollars out of the counter, he's been doing it for 8 years, and he works 6 days a week, he's bought two cars and got 4 other people fired by framing them, one of them killed themselves 2 weeks later, happy?" Matt half smiled,

"So he was bad then?" Mello asked rhetorically,

"Yes, a very bad man" Matt replied shoving his hands into his pockets. "Hey let's make another deal"

"What kind of deal?" Mello asked hesitantly,

"I find out who should die, and you kill 'em, your more used to killing people than me anyway" Matt replied, Mello shrugged.

"Yeah okay, sounds great" he replied and smiled.