A/N: Thanks to all my new reviewers! I'm glad there's still a few people out there reading this! Anyway, this is a rather short chapter so there might be another one coming up in the near future to balance everything out! Here we go -- enjoy!
24.
Less than an hour after Louis returned to his house he had the whole group meet there for the plan of action. Twitty and Tom had just arrived and they were meeting in Louis' room. "What's going on here, Louis?" Tom inquired. "And what are you wearing?"
Louis was dressed in camouflage and was wearing army boots. The army field helmet was sitting on a nearby table with some leaves and branches attached to it, adding for more camouflage. "Gentleman, we are here this afternoon to plan for the big night. Tonight, we are attacking. One of our beloved is going to be in danger and it's going to be up to us to take that danger away from our beloved," Louis announced.
"What are you talking about?" Tom was still in the dark.
"Tom, our dear Tawny is going to be in harm's way tonight, only she doesn't know it yet. I couldn't bring myself to tell her what was going to happen so that's why we're doing this. And these are desperate times. And desperate times call for desperate measures," Louis said as he began walking over to his closet.
"What do you mean by desperate?" Tom asked.
Louis opened the door and there stood Beans who was chomping on a piece of bacon. "Hi, guyth!" he exclaimed with his famous lisp still evident.
"Oh my goodness, I didn't realize things were so bad!" Twitty said.
"Like I said, desperate times call for desperate measures. That's why we have Beans with us today. So, gentlemen, tonight we are going to be pulling out all the stops. We are going to do everything that is necessary to prevent this heinous act. Mr. Corey Richmond is planning on taking advantage of our dear Tawny and he will use all means necessary to do so. Therefore, we must use all means necessary to prevent him from taking advantage of her. I need all the help I can get. Are we all in this?" Louis asked the group.
The other three stood up and put their hands in the middle of the circle, with one chubby hand covered in bacon grease on top. They all made a war whoop. They were going to do this. Louis lowered a map, their plan of attack, and extended a pointer and the group was getting ready for the attack. Louis listed off all the supplies. They spent a couple hours going over the plan, organized the supplies and made sure everyone knew their assignment. "The main plan is just to get her out of there, bottom line. Do we all understand?" Louis addressed his team. They all nodded. Louis then said, "Alright everyone, go home and get some rest and be back here and ready go at 9900 hours." Twitty, Tom and Beans all looked around at each other wondering what Louis meant.
"What?" Twitty asked.
"Whichever one 7:00 is," Louis said.
"Oh. You mean 1900 hours, in military time," Tom corrected.
"Shut up and go home! Just be back here at 99, er 19, 7:00!" Louis exclaimed.
This was it. It had to be done.
