The club was in a fix. They needed to get into the police station and grab something out of evidence, but to do that they needed a distraction. Only problem was that this was in broad daylight and unlike last time when they had time, this time they were trying to beat the clock. Unser could only do so much seeing how he wasn't the officer who tagged the stuff.

They sat around spit balling ideas for a distraction when one of the drum barrels in the shop fell over to reveal Abel behind it. A loud "Ow!" was heard and the barrel opened to reveal Moby on the inside.

"What are you boys doing in here?" Jax asked his son.

"Well we were gonna freak the Prospect out, but then you guys came in and we figured we'd best just shut up till you left and carried on with the plan. But then we heard you needed a distraction?" Abel looked at his dad.

"Yea we do." Jax said giving his son a questioning look.

"Will the Main Street of Charming be a good place for said distraction?" Abel asked elbowing Moby who grinned.

"What do you boys have in mind?" Jax asked wondering what was running through their brains.

Abel looked at Moby. "Lets go get em Mobe."

Moby jumped up with a whoop. "Alright but I still say we should've gotten the goats instead."

They took off around the shop and the Sons looked at Jax. "What the hell is wrong with those two?" Tig asked.

"Piney blames dementia, they blame the crack." Jax said laughing.

They all walked outside to wait when two loud motors started up. Expecting to see trucks come around the corner, they were very surprised when two riding lawn mowers came hauling ass around the corner. Moby looked at them and grinned. "IT"S TOOL TIME!"

Abel laughed and shut his off.

"This is what we did that time we got OSS, well after all that cleaning crap Grandma made us do. We found em in that back storage shed. We were just messing around, seeing how fast we could get the motor to go." Abel said putting his hands in his pockets.

"So what do you plan to do with these?" Chibbs asked.

Moby jumped up. "That's the genius part. We're having some good ol' fashioned mower racing!" He said this with his best redneck accent.

Jax shook his head. "No dice. You get arrested and Ma and Tara will have my ass."

"Grandma said misdemeanors were negotionable." Abel argued.

"Yea and what about your mother?" Jax asked his son eyebrow raised.

Abel shrugged. "Cant win em' all Dad. Ma's used to me and Moby by now. She says at least it's not drugs."

Jax looked at his brothers. Bobby shrugged. "We need something Jax."

Jax heaved a great sigh. "Fine. But you deal with your mother after this. Your idea."

Abel flashed his dad his own smile at him. "I've got standing orders at the florist for stuff like this. Come on Mobe, we got Main Street to mow."

Moby jumped in the air victorious. "Sweet I'm taking my pants off!"

Abel shook his head and started his mower. The Sons watched them leave the lot. Tig shook his head. "And this is what we're leaving our club to?"

Chibbs laughed. "Scary isn't it?"

And so for the next hour Abel and Moby had every cop in town chasing them up and down Main Street. The Sons got what they needed and Gemma and Tara got some really nice flowers.

A/N: Hope you liked it!