Normal, everyday life.

"Urrrgh."

I woke up on a beach. Nobody was there, it was about six in the morning. I remembered last night: me crashing the frigate, Wolf being rescued and the fireworks. I got up and lazily walked over to the mall. It took about half an hour, since I was incredibly drowsy and being in the city just made it worse. Since no-one was there to open it, I entered an air vent and crash-landed in a candy store. So I climbed back in after eating a couple of marshmallows and finally got into Wolf's Café. Wolf was fast asleep on the carpeted floor. I made myself a black coffee, but fell asleep regardless.

Seven hours ago...

Riding on a SWAT aircraft, flying between lasers. That was what I was doing. Just then, the aircraft got shot so I jumped onto the craft that shot it. The pilot desperately tried to get me off but he couldn't do anything. I forced the cockpit open and threw the pilot out, jumping in the aircraft and I started to pilot it. I flew away from the scene of battle and landed inside the ship. That was a bad idea. The moment I got out, the military handcuffed me and dragged me off. They then forced me down on a stretcher and put a handkerchief on my face.

"Listen, O'Donnell. You answer the questions, we play nice. You don't answer or you lie, we don't."

"Isn't using torture to interrogate against the law?" I asked.

"Shut up! We are above the law. We ARE the law."

"And I thought you were the good guys."

Just then, water gushed down on my face. I felt like I was drowning. Regardless of what my instinct told me to do, I simply held my breath. After fifteen seconds they took off the hankie.

"Oh come on. Is that the best you can do?"

"Listen, Wolf! Who are you working for and why?"

"That is none of your business."

I got waterboarded again, this time for half a minute.

"Answer me!"

"I'm working for yo mama. She said I could sleep with her tonight."

Waterboarded. Again. I was honestly past caring. One minute and I still held my breath.

"Oh come on. Andross did worse things when he was five."

Waterboarded for the fourth time. However, five seconds in and I felt a painful shock and opened my mouth to scream. Bad idea. Water gushed into my mouth as I panicked and flailed around helplessly. One minute and I was out of breath, and for once in my life, legitimately frightened. Of course, there is nothing O'Donnell can't handle.

"So...will you tell us now?"

"Never!"

This time, the shock was huge and the waterboarding lasted two minutes. No...I couldn't crack! Not now! I needed the coffee and the money.

"So...cracked yet?" asked the officer. Once I got a good look at him I shook my head. Just then, a massive impact shook the ship. Then, the entire ship broke in half, leaving me on one side and everyone else on the other.

"Guess the ship cracked for me!" I laughed, soaring through the sky. A metal beam almost hit me, but with a skilled air dodge, I slipped past it as it smashed my handcuffs in half. I laughed again, looking at the officers be hurled in all different directions. I then hit reality hard. Or should I say the floor. I hit the grass, bouncing at least 500 meters in extra distance before coming to a halt. I got up as I could and walked back to the mall, then using the air vents to get to Wolf's Café.

As soon as I fell out of the air vent, I rolled over and went to sleep immediately.

"You think he's dead?" asked one man, prodding the body with a broomstick.

"Maybe someone murdered them."

"Then where's the blood or stuff like that we see in the movies."

The two 'men' were young Cornerian hounds, aged seventeen and eighteen respectively. They were trying to enlist in the Cornerian University, but they needed to pay off some debt and get more money before they could pay the course. They had been friends since kindergarten and now they worked together, at Wolf's Café.

"Urghhh..." muttered Wolf as he got up. He saw a broomstick. "Were you prodding me with that."

"...No?"

Leon and I had another busy day at the coffee shop. Our days were numbered, as our new coffee supply had been lost and our old one wouldn't last long.

"Hey Wolf." said Leon. "We won't have enough bags to last the day. Can you go get some more."

Just then, one of the assistants turned on the TV.

"The Cornerian special forces have found out that S.W.A.T has assaulted a new Starbucks space frigate. They were also responsible for the raid on the boat. The boat has been seized and all coffee inside it given to Starbucks."

I swore under my breath and got in the boat anyway. At least S.W.A.T is to blame.

Half an hour later...

I was cruising in the ocean, with no idea where to go. Leon told me I had until about 5 PM to get more coffee. It was midday, but I still felt at a loss. Just then, I saw some wreckage floating in the water. Taking into account what happened last night I would be able to hold my breath for two minutes at a time. I got some rope from the boat and tied myself to a heavy piece of metal. I smashed it a little so that it wouldn't float. I put on a life preserver and threw myself in. I sank incredibly fast. Within half a minute I was at the seabed. I untied the rope and tied it to a box. The box was incredibly heavy, even more than the metal. It took me well over a minute but I finally got back up. I put the box on the boat and opened it. Just as I thought: these were the remains of the space frigate. The boxes were full of coffee and a bit of sugar, all neatly packed up in bags. Each box had about twenty bags. I dumped the empty box back in the water and drove off with the bags.

"We're rich!" I yelled raising my hands into the air. A bag crashed into the water.

"Oops!"

My name is Dean. I'm seventeen, live in Corneria City and have a job at the mall in a small shop known as Wolf's Cafe. I work with my friend Tim and the two guys who own the place.

"Hey Dean!" said Tim.

"What?"

"There's a party tonight. I got invited. Wanna come?"

"Nah. I gotta go stay with my family after New Years. It's a pain since I'm not getting paid when I leave."

Suddenly, a man came up to the counter.

"Another cappuccino please?"

"Sir, you've had seventeen already." I said.

"CAPPUCCINO!"

"Ok, Ok, coming right up. Jeez..."

I brewed his coffee and gave it to him. Just then, a girl walked in. Tim nudged me.

"Hey." she said.

"Uh..hey!" I replied.

"Yeah! It's my birthday!" she said, fist-pumping.

"Oh cra..."

"Don't worry. I know you probably forgot. Besides. I don't really want a present this year."

"Ah. Well that's nice to know."

She then walked off to the toilets, leaving me and Tim at the counter. He was chuckling, looking as if he was going to enter a fit of laughter.

"You are a shitty boyfriend." said Tim. I then got a text message on my phone. Tim took my phone.

"Oh...my...god."

I was working, waiting for Wolf to come back. The assistants, Tom and what's-his-face (At least I think it's Tom. I'm past caring.) were on the other floor. Suddenly, I saw four familiar faces: Fox, Falco, Slippy and Peppy. They were in a nearby store, but I couldn't risk them seeing me here again. I needed someone to cover for me.

"What's-his-face, get down here!"

Tim dashed down the stairs.

"Not you, I need you upstairs. The other guy.

"Dean?"

"Yeah, Dean. Where is he?"

"Erm...I have no idea."

I took one good look at the guy's face.

"Liar." I said, storming upstairs. I searched everywhere, storage room, counter, toilets. Wait, I only checked the guys toilets. Maybe he was a tranny. I opened the women's toilets. He was there. So was some girl. Dean stopped doing what he was doing. So did that girl. Neither of them had any clothes on.

"So...any explanations?" I asked, with a mixture of disgust and fury.

The moral of the story is, watch your employees if they have a girlfriend. If not then this happens. Another moral is that lizards can always tell if you're lying. But none of you are here for morals. You're here for the next chapter of "Can't Let you brew that StarBucks"!