This is the part of the story where the hero gets the call to action, where the plot mountain's hiking trail begins to gain altitude. When I am going with Benny to tag the Paradise turf, odds are that Sunflower fuck is going to come at me. If I am lucky he won't show, but if I am unlucky, his goon squad will show. So, I was driving in the car with Benny, listening and singing along to All Star by Smash Mouth, and when we got to the Paradise turf, there was the Paradise tags, a green skull with swirls in its eyes.

"Ok, Revs, tag that son of a bitch!" Benny said, handing me a spray paint can. I tagged over the green skull and wrote, Paradise Valley Sucks Ass.

"Good, now go get the next one!" Benny said. I ran to the next tag, and drew a skull and swords in black for the Lagoon Company. I went to the last one and tagged the same thing, but I was stopped by the Jamaicans, who had green headbands and dark green suits and button down shirts. Mr. Sunflower showed up, wearing a yellow suit and vest with a green shirt and black tie, having dreadlocks and a beard, smoking a cigar.

"Hey Sunflower fuck!" I asked. "You met the samurai who smells of sunflowers?"

"Shut up, you bastard!" Sunflower said, and fired his cane gun at me. I took out his men with my two pistols, but Sunflower escaped in his green limo. I got to the car, and asked Benny to take me back home.

"Let's get the hell outta here!" I said. Me and Benny drove back to the Lagoon HQ, and reunited with Dutch, ready for me and Dutch to go for some grub. At last the fun mission was about to begin.

TO BE CONTINUED...