Chapter 46: War, Part 10 – Start Talking!

Ronny the Jaws was tied to a chair in a bright room with a bag over his head. He wasn't sure how long he'd been there, but he'd been struggling and shouting for a while.

"Get me the fuck outta here!" he screamed multiple times. "I can't fuckin' breathe with stupid bag over my goddamned head!" Finally, he heard a door open, followed by footsteps. "That you Fry Face!? Get this fuckin' bag off my head!" Upon saying this, the bag was pulled off. Standing in front of him was Balalaika, along with Chang. Behind them were Boris and Shenhua (who was slowly sharpening her blades with a devilish smile). "Bout fuckin' time, bitch!" This was followed by a hard bunch to the face from Balalaika herself.

"Such poor manners, Ronald," Balalaika said in a calm fashion. "I would assume you'd have better etiquette than that."

"Fuck you!" he replied, this was followed by another punch to the face.

"Next time I'll have comrade sergeant Boris over there use his fists. Believe me, his hurt a lot more than mine." Boris then cracked his knuckles.

"Tryin' to intimidate me with they cliched bullshit?" Ronny asked rhetorically. "I wasn't born yesterday."

"Could've fooled me with those braces," Balalaika coyly replied, causing Chang to chuckle a little.

"I know what you're tryin' to do, Fry Face," continued Ronny. "We're all in organized crime here. You're tryin' to rough me up to the point where I say whether or not I got more guys waitin' to snuff you out. Well, I ain't fuckin' talkin'!" Balalaika then started laughing, in a particularly maniacal fashion. "What the fuck is so funny!?"

"You think this is an interrogation?" she asked rhetorically through the laughter. "That's so cute."

"The fuck are you talkin' about?" Ronny asked, now with panic in his voice.

Balalaika proceeded to take out a cigar from her coat pocket, light it, then take a long drag from it. She then let out a huge puff of smoke. "You smoke? Don't you, Ronny?" she casually asked. "Would you care for a smoke? It will be your last after all." Ronny's eyes then went wider with clear fear in his eyes. "You can't possibly be that naïve, can you? You didn't think we were going to let you live after all the shit you've put us through, did you?"

"I'm guessing he didn't expect it to all be over this soon," Chang chimed in. "That we needed him to get info on any other mercs that might be out there. But, it would appear he forgot that he also had all those computer experts helping him out." That's when it hit Ronny. "Yeah, those same computer experts have been keeping tabs on your whole operation. We know everything."

"So we can just get straight to the fun part," chuckled Balalaika. "We just wanted to give you a little bit of time to yourself before it was all over."

"You realize Cosa Nostra will just send someone else, right?" Ronny asked. "It's not like I'm the first one to try to take away Roanapur from you fuckers. I won't be the last."

"No shit," replied Balalaika, taking another drag of her cigar. "We're aware your Dago friends will keep coming. Many have and will keep trying to take over this piece of rock we call home. But, until they actually send someone who's actually a threat, we're not losing any sleep." She took a final drag of her cigar and snuffed it out. "So, do you want that cigarette?"


Meanwhile, Dutch was driving Rock and Revy back to Hotel Moscow, still dumbstruck by the news they had given him at the Hospital. The happy couple were both sitting in the back, holding hands and looking lovingly into each other's eyes.

"Dutchy's reaction was pretty priceless, eh?" Revy chuckled. "Can't wait to see how everyone else reacts; bet some will shit themselves." She laughed a bit harder at her own remark.

"I didn't really consider that part," replied Rock with a slight chuckle himself. "I'll be sure to send notice to my family when I have a chance."

"Do you…," she began to say but then trailed off. "Do you think we should move to Japan permanently?"

"Why would we do that?" he asked.

"Oh, come on, Rocky Baby," she exclaimed. "This shithole town ain't exactly the ideal place to raise a brat."

"I mean, you're not wrong," he admitted. "But, this is our home. Our own family is here. And we can always travel to Japan to go see them."

"I guess that's true," she thought.

"Besides, that kid will have you two raising it," retorted Dutch. "Between Rock's brains and Revy's gun skills, it could be the most dangerous person in the world."

"'Now there's an idea!" exclaimed Revy. "Our kid may take over Roanapur from Chang and Sis! That would be fuckin' awesome!"

"Not sure I want to think that far ahead," replied Rock with slight panic in his voice. "I'm still wondering how we go about telling everyone at Hotel Moscow."


Upon entering the lobby, pretty much everyone was there waiting to see them. "So good to see you're ok, Two Hands. I hope it wasn't anything serious," Balalaika greeted.

"Well," Rock began with a slight gulp. "I wouldn't exactly say that." Revy was chuckling a little from her husband's nervousness.

"What do you mean?" asked Chang.

Revy then put her arm around Rock's neck and grinned from ear to ear. "Turns out Rocky Baby here has put a bun in my oven!" The room went totally silent, even more so then when they were at the Yellow Flag and announced they were married.

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Eda, breaking the silence, more or less mirroring the last big news. Everyone else who understood the term also had clear shock on their faces.

"What is Twinkie talking about?" asked Shenhua with a clear look of confusion.

"I'll say at as simple as possible to you, Chinglish," chuckled Revy. "Twinkie and Dumbass here have sex!" She pointed to Rock then herself, followed by a pelvic thrust, leading Rock to facepalm. "Dumbass put baby in Twinkie!" She did the previous pointing gestures, then pointed her stomach. She then gave Rock a kiss on the cheek and he went bright red. Everyone now seemed to clearly understand what was going on. The whole lobby went into an uproar. Benny gave Rock a giant hug, followed by his sparring buddies.

"Now we just need a place to stay," grumbled Rock.

"Aw fuck that's right," groaned Revy. "Our apartment got shot all to shit!"


AN: That's the end of the War arc! I'm sorry it took so long to get a new chapter out! A lot has been happening in my personal life: working on my website, opening an Etsy shop, plus dealing with the shitty weather that's been affecting my health. Next chapter I release will be a special announcement of sorts. Stay tuned!