Chapter 9
Sportacus was feeling better after the afternoon's earlier incident and ended up being quite helpful at Shorty's. Robbie on the other hand had a hard time of it with a cane in one hand but he was able to help the best he could. Mickey offered them a free lunch considering all the work they did meant he didn't have too and the fact that the whole fight was really more of an unfortunate accident.
"So how bad is my tab Mickey?" Robbie asked as he sat down on one of the bar stools after they were done cleaning.
"A whopping one hundred and fifty dollars." The bartender told him.
"Wooowee, well then I can give you seventy-five in three days." The ex-villain said.
"Sounds good but when am I getting the other seventy-five?" Mickey wondered jokingly.
"Ah you know when I rack up another seventy-five." Robbie chuckled.
"I thought so." His friend chuckled back.
"Is there anything else you need us to do?" Sportacus asked breaking in on the conversation.
"No, it looks like I'll be ready to open for Happy Hour tonight. Thanks fellas." The bartender smiled.
"And if not you should have quite a few checks coming your way to make up for it." The above average hero smiled.
"This is true. Now you come back but please remember to not involve Big Bob in your air guitar routines." Mickey chuckled which managed to get Sportacus' cheeks to turn red.
"I'm never going to live that down am I?" He asked.
"Oh no. That one will go down in the history books." Robbie laughed as the two left the bar and headed toward Town Hall.
Inside Town Hall, Milford was having a very distressing phone call. Bessie had made sure to hold all his other calls and she even moved a meeting back so he could finish the long call. The longer he was on the phone the more she began to wonder what was going on.
"Afternoon Bessie." Sportacus smiled as he entered the building.
"Good afternoon Sportacus. All done at Shorty's I take it." She smiled and gave him a wink.
"Yes we are. Is the Mayor busy?" The above average hero wondered.
"He's been on the phone with a detective from FunkyTown for the past thirty minutes. Milford's never been on the phone that long." Bessie told them.
"FunkyTown? Where is that?" Robbie asked. The Mayor's Secretary pulled out a map and pointed to it.
"What would a detective hundreds of miles away want with the Mayor?" The above average hero raised an eyebrow and thought about it. Robbie had a funny feeling in his gut and said,
"Get Poodle on the horn."
"Why?" Bessie asked, slightly confused.
"Just do it." Robbie's tone was a little harsh and it surprised both Sportacus and Bessie but quick as a wink the Secretary had the Gizmo Guy on the line. After she handed the phone to Robbie he said,
"Poodle get over quick." With that he was done and Bessie hung up the phone.
"What are you thinking?" Sportacus wanted to know.
"Hopefully that this phone call is a fluke and it won't come back to bite us in our asses." The ex-villain shook his head and took a seat. Now all they had to worry about was Milford flapping his lips.
To Be Continued…
