D.D. Gawked at the carnage from his office, which is also his house. His thugs did the same.

"There goes 850 Million American dollars we'll never see again." Said one thug. "Hey D.D, I thought you said they won't fail?"

"Well things Change!" D.D. spat. "All of you, Leave my office!" The thugs complied. D.D. slumped back into his chair. His head digging for new ideas as smoke temporarily blocked out the sun. The four have done great things in one day, they've traveled all over L.A. and slaughtered hundreds. But… We have killed nothing more than Innocent people. We haven't even critically injured one of them or anyone allied with them. Sending down hundreds of thugs was just suicide. He needed to deal with this… personally. D.D. got up and strolled over to the sofa and pulled the case out from under it. Still in mint condition.

"Soon…" D.D. Muttered. "Soon…"

MEANWHILE, MILLIONS OF INCHES AWAY…

Ben handed me a copy of Call of Juarez. A small feeling inched its way into my stomach, which then acted like Donnas cooking and spewed out of my mouth, except with sheer happiness.

"Now we just need to get our coke back and this would be the holy grail of good days!"

"I wouldn't really call it a good day, Adam." Put in Ben. The police force scattered the area, along with the Armed forces and rescue efforts. They didn't even take notice to a heavily modified sports car. Suddenly, a payphone rang. I went over to answer it, but Donna stopped me.

"Adam! Wait!" she shouted. "Have you ever seen the movie Phone Booth?"

"Yeah we both saw it," I answered. "It was horrible."

"I know," she said back. "But it taught us to never answer a payphone, because you'll be pinned down by a sniper and everyone will think you did it."

"Oh come off it Donna!" I retaliated. "What are the odds of that happening?"

"Well…"

I answered.

"Dammit Adam!"

"Hello?"

"Hello Adam. It's D.D."

"Wow… how did you know I would answer?"

"Plot holes."

"Oh."

"I have watched the four of you, watched your work, watched your mindless Anarchy. And for what? A case of Cocoa Cola. I knew it would get your attention, but not to this extent. What does it matter to you? Risking your life so you can save twenty dollars? OR!! Save your coke so you can run the stupid website of yours!"

"Hey! Our website is… okay. It gets us money, doesn't it?"

"For you, maybe."

"Hey! How did you know I only got paid?"

"Don't you get it Adam!? I knew your weak spot! And I know all about the office, Neopet's and your life. I used to work for you, you stupid Limey."

"HEY!! That isn't very nice!"

"Well maybe because I'm not a very nice person! You have got me even more enraged due to the damage you've caused! Fox will pay the damages without a sweat, but the employers of the place now suspect something, especially since they are already paying for destroyed car rentals. I can't run this place anymore. Come to Fox Plaza as soon as you can, no one will stop you. Just get here. I will explain everything. And… I will solve everything."

D.D hung up. I turned to the others.

"Well?" asked Donna Curiously. "What is it?"

"It was D.D, he wants to meat us personally. And Kill us personally."

"We can take Theese leetile mon!" Yelled Arnold Triumphantly. His fist shot into the air in a lame manner.

"I don't know Arnold." Said Todd cautiously. "This stories coming to a close, I think he has something in mind."

"We are not leaving without you!" said Ben. Urging Trisha forward. "That ass munch ordered that psycho to destroy the pizza hut! We can't let this injustice pass without a face smashing!"

"I don't want to go." Said Trisha.

"Buffy the vampire slayer was lame and the game was cancelled." Said Ben calmly. Trisha winced in pain.

"Oh okay fine!" spurted Trisha in anger. "Just… just don't say Cancelled!" She winced in pain. "Dammit!"

"TEEHEE!!" laughed Donna. "Peoples injuries and stupidity are endless sources of amusement!"

"They also keep this plot Ripe." Put in Ben.

"I'll drive." Cut in Harry. "But once we get there, I'm leaving. I want to play Bioshock."

I agreed.

The seven of us crammed into the Car and went on our way to Fox Plaza.

WHAT IS THIS!! THE SHORTEST CHAPTER YET!! IT'S THE SIGN OF THE APOCAYLPES!! RUUUN AWAY!! RUN AWAY!!

Not really. But…

Will the heroes arrive in time? Will D.D totally lie and send down hundreds of thugs? Will Bioshock ever stop being so awesome? And why does High school still suck?

TUNE IN NEXT EPISODE!!

It will be longer, trust me :D