Foxchick1- Oh I knew what it meant

Gamelover41592- He's already had it hard and it's only gonna get worse from there

Shadow Joestar- They all took it pretty hard

So before moving to the next game, I decided to just do a few filler chapters. Anyways, let's begin!


Recovering was tough on everyone. Duncan was told he got very lucky when Neyla scratched him. If she had gotten him head on instead of when he turned his head, he would have lost an eye. While everyone did admit the scars looked pretty cool, all most of them could see was the mark of a hated enemy. What didn't help was the fact that the scar poked out from behind his thief mask.

Bentley was told that he would be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Clock-La(or as the gang had put it, a freak accident) had destroyed his lower spine and leg muscles. While Bentley didn't fully seem to mind, but it was clear that everyone had that sense of fear of what else Clock-La could do from beyond the grave.

For the three members who had gotten out unharmed, they all had some recovering of their own to do. Sly and Carmelita were still dealing with the aftermath of their son being brutally injured. Despite this, they mostly still let him do his own thing, provided he called them once he left and reached where he was going.

Murray took it the worst. He blamed himself for not being able to save Duncan or Bentley. Despite attempts to assure him that the whole mess wasn't his fault, Murray had left the gang for the time being. He mentioned that he was leaving to find his "spiritual center". Duncan had no idea what that meant, but he didn't fully care. All he cared about was that one of his uncles was leaving.


"You have been grumpy since the mission with that Clock lady, Duncan. What's bugging ya?" Buck asked one morning over breakfast.

"Buck, we have been over this five times already! My uncle left, I nearly got my eye scratched out, and my other uncle is stuck in a wheelchair," Duncan groaned.

"So what?" Hunter snapped. "You have been moping like a depressed sap all week! You know that? My dad used to tell me whenever he beat me, I should hope it would leave a scar, because they were proof that something should have killed you, but it didn't!"

"A-also, y-y-you promised y-y-you take u-u-us on a h-heist," Maverick added. He mentioned getting a speech teacher while the gang was away and it seemed to be helping a bit although the nervousness still had yet to go away. Duncan felt himself slowly start to crack.

"Did your dad really tell you that?" Duncan asked Hunter, who flinched.

"What's it mean to you?" The wolf asked, still having issues with bringing up his past.

"That's….actually not half bad advice," Duncan said. "Not in the context it was in!" He hastily added in. This got the four boys to laugh.

"What are we laughing about?" Buck asked, much to the annoyance of his friends, who also facepalmed.

"Remind me again why we put up with him?" Hunter whispered to Maverick.

"I d-d-don't k-k-know," Maverick admitted, somehow sounding deadpan despite his stuttering.

"Hey, so I haven't found a target for us to steal from yet, but if you guys want, we can go hit up the arcade and then grab some ice cream?" Duncan offered.

The answer was unanimous.


"Why is this game so hard!?" Duncan whined as he handed his mallet off to Hunter. They were playing a game where you had to hit a button with a mallet, but if you hit too hard, the meter counting would go back down! Duncan was grateful he had his special card for winning that laser hallway game(which had discontinued the idea of giving out the card), otherwise he knew he would have blown all his money on this one game.

"God damnit!" Hunter cursed as he threw the mallet down.

"H-h-how a-about we go p-p-play s-s-something else b-before H-Hunter kills s-s-someone?" Maverick offered.

"Good idea," Duncan said.


"So, what are you guys gonna get with all of those?" Duncan asked. Between the four of them, the boys had an insane amount of tickets from the games.

"That!" All three said at the same time as they pointed to something. Duncan turned around.

And saw a set of skateboards.

Each one looked to be custom made for one of the boys. One was black and had the picture of a skull and crossbones on it. The second was also black but had a fierce wolf on it. The third was a tan color with what looked like computer coding on it. The fourth was just all tye-dye. Either way, it was a choice that all four boys were happy with.


"And Buck wipes out, why am I not surprised?" Hunter deadpanned as Buck somehow fell off this board while standing still.

"I'm okay!" The weasel insisted as he stood up. Thankfully all four kids were wearing helmets and safety equipment, so Buck wasn't hurt.

"I swear man, you are going to die before you hit thirty!" Hunter said with a facepalm. Even then, all four boys laughed.

And Duncan was happier then he had been in a week.


I said this would be a short one. Either way, here's Duncan fooling around with his three best friends. Next chapter should be out tomorrow.