10/12/11…
"Run for your fucking lives, he's gonna kill us!" 14 year old Carly yelled as she, Max and Lunch were running from Benson.
It had started out as a normal night for the teens… but as night turned into dawn, Lunch had lost her shirt and shorts, Carly had somehow ended up in a stripper outfit and Max was wearing a black and red wig.
"Lunchables, what was in that weed?!" Max yelled.
"Uh… I think my dealer said something about some side effects… and a hint of angel dust…" Lunch explained, covering herself with the comic section on a newspaper.
"Drop the newspaper and get to running faster!" Carly shouts.
"I'm embarrassed as much as you are, Little Miss Stripper…" Lunch said, dropping the comic papers.
"Stop, all of you! LSPD!" Benson shouted, Carly letting out a painful grunt as she crashed right into the driver's door of a van.
As luck would have it, it was Johnny.
"Get in, now!" Johnny yells, all three climbing in and Johnny speeding off after handing his jacket to Carly.
"We owe you one, Johnny." Carly says, the leather jacket hiding the borrowed outfit as Lunch covered herself with and old Liberty Rock Radio shirt.
"Well uh… it could have gotten worse…" Lunch said, looking at both Carly and Max.
"We almost got arrested…" Carly says.
"Lunchables, how did you lose your clothes? And Carly, who's outfit is that?" Johnny asks.
"You ain't gonna ask about Max?" Lunch asked, pointing to her. "She's wearing someone else's hair."
"I'm still fully clothed! And I've seen that red outfit before so we must've ran across Juliet from Vanilla Unicorn at some point." Max says.
"Aw, fuck! I went and stole her clothes?!" Carly exclaimed, her hand on her forehead.
"Wait… I just remembered something… I was on a stripper pole, dancing for everyone." Lunch said, pulling out three one hundred dollar bills out of her bra and five one dollar bills out of her panites.
"This is fucked up! How are we explaining this to my dad, your mom and Maxie's parents?!" Carly says.
"We'll just say… we were robbed… and we went into a store for clothes." Lunch said as she started thinking of the idea.
"Then someone robbed the store and I used that to grab this because it was in the Red Light District part of town…" Carly says.
"It might work…" Max said, itching the red and black wig. "Damn, I hate this wig!"
"This is like The Hangover, only Phil, Stu and Alan didn't get in this much trouble." Carly says.
"Yeah… just like that." Lunch said, counting her stripper money.
Carly shook her head with a slight smile…
Present time…
"Wait, what?"
Carly, Johnny, Max and Lunch turned, seeing Ethan, Jade and Blake.
"Yeah, we get a bit crazy sometimes." Carly says.
"Like super cereal crazy, cousin?" Blake asked as Jade laughed.
"Yeah, they are crazy like that, Sissy." Ethan said.
"When we started remembering things, it turns out I punched Juliet and Lunch tossed Juliet's clothes at me. Lunch lost her own clothes during the dance and Max stole the wig from a hooker." Carly says.
"Yeah, that sounds just like what me and Jade would do, but different things…" Blake said.
"Well when I found that dealer, I nearly killed him." Johnny says.
"Yeah, I had to find a different dealer, since he wouldn't give me service anymore." Lunch said. "Thanks to him. My old dealer gave me discounts."
"He shouldn't be spiking weed, you're very lucky you're not allergic to what was in it." Johnny says.
"I'm not allergic to anything. I was fine with the weed he gave me, I was having the time of my life, being a stripper for a minute. I wanted to see what my mom's job was over there." Lunch said.
"That place isn't for anyone under 18." Johnny says.
"You told me you used to sneak into stripclubs all the time as a teenager." Carly says, Ethan laughing.
"I don't blame him. Me and my friend did the same thing when we were teens." Ethan said.
Carly's phone rang, her seeing Steve's number.
"Uh, Lunch, I think you're screwed." Carly says.
"What?!" Lunch exclaimed.
"Steve, quit calling this number!" Carly says after answering the phone.
"Where's my car, you little thief?!" Steve yells.
"Don't know, don't want to know. Bye bye, Agent Dickhead." Carly says, hanging up on him.
"Uh, Carly... you by any chance have any air freshener? I sorta smoked half a joint on the way here and that new car smell is gone…" Lunch asked embarrassed.
Carly headed into the house, returning with the linen scented air freshener and Lunch spraying it into the car.
Blake walked towards Carly. "Uh… may I ask who Steve is?"
"He's an FIB agent more corrupt and criminalistic than the 'criminals' he wants to put away." Carly says.
The group headed into the house, Lunch tossing the empty can.
"Let it air out for a bit and he won't notice, Jimmy does the same thing with Madam Godzilla's car." Carly says.
"Madam Godzilla?" Blake asked. "Who's that? Tracey?"
"Amanda." Ethan says, Blake seeing a scar that was a few months old on Carly's left wrist.
"Drunken rampage plus countertop equaled badly broken wrist and fingers." Carly says.
"Oh okay." Blake said, not looking at Carly anymore. She had a worried look on her face before crossing her arms.
'Macey must've been worse than how Amanda's treated me.' Carly thought, starting to suspect something was off.
That suspicion led her to the restaurant with her laptop, a hooded jacket hiding her hair as she looked up some reports… all she came across was a missing person's report.
Carter walked in, about to start his shift when he saw Carly and walked to Norah.
"Is she okay?" Carter asks after the two hug and kiss.
"I don't know, baby." Norah said, helping Carter tie his green apron. "She didn't ask for something to eat. She usually orders fries and a ice cream shake but she didn't say anything... she also looks a little pale."
Carter nodded, heading to where Carly was and sitting across from her… seeing the report about Macey.
"Violet, is everything alright?" Carter asked, surprising Carly.
"Blake and Jade showed up in Los Santos… and I was wondering where Macey was. Something ain't right." Carly says.
"My baby girl is here?!" Carter asked standing up. "Where is she? But… where's Macey? Is she supposed to be with her and her friend?"
"Macey wouldn't let the girls out of her sight… I think something bad happened." Carly says, standing up… and her knees buckling, Carter catching her.
"You need to be more careful, Carly." Carter said, helping her up back on her two feet.
"Yeah. When Ethan and I were sneaking back to the house, we fell off the wall and I landed on the rake… and where I landed hurt badly." Carly says, her left arm curling around her waist as Carter helped her sit down.
"You need a doctor or anything?" Carter asked, sitting back down across from his niece.
Carly nodded, Carter picking her up into his arms and taking her to the car.