Discharge Inn (Bar Inside Thunder Bay)

so you think. *Sweets gets up coughing, he pulls a large crystal from his mouth.

uuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhh okay then...

Sorry, had to get the alcohol out of my blood so I could walk straight. This is pure alcohol in crystallized form.

found anything useful for that?

Yeah, i break it down to a gas form, put it in empty ear gas grenades, they explode, the targets drunk in seconds.

That's both effective and funny. Okay I'll go see if there willing to woop you same time tomarrow?

Sure. *Sweets leaves to his ship.

kat comes in the bar "so do you want something jackson"

Nah I don't drink, don't like the taste, he drinks for the taste, mostly.

"oh ok can you order"

"i am kind of under the age limit of the bar"

*Jackson nods ordering three bottles of Whiskey.

"thanks jackson you want to do something else before we get back"

Not really, I'm kinda worried about some stuff but, you don't need to worry yourself over it.

"ok " Kat holds  jackson's hand

*Jackson smiles leaving with the Whiskey for Sweets

*Loulou walks in with the twins* Loulou: and now we wait. Twins: yep!

*Sweets rides up.

Loulou: He's heeeeeere! Terry: lets get this over with! Tina: right behind ya bro! *They walkout to meet him*

*Sweets exits the car, he looks at Terry and Tina*Terry? Tina? It is good to see you again *He speaks honestly, no sarcasm in his voice.*

Terry: oh yea? well after hearing how you let our dad die, causing an apocalypse, and then shoving us in a freezer for 400 years without our permission, I have to say the feelings less then mutual. Tina: Meh, could've been worse, sup candyman.

*Sweets looks at Terry* 4 things, 1 I had no control over your father, that was himself not me. 2 the only part I had in the end of the world was trying to protect my kids and get a god-complexed son of a bitch out of a position of power. 3 sorry if you have a problem with me trying to keep you from melting in nuclear fire, you can kiss my ass. 4 Take your daddy issues somewhere else before I stick that thick skull of yours so far up your ass you'll be having conversations with your colon.

Terry: WHY YOU SCALEY SONOFA! *Tina holds him back* Tina: Come on bro save it for the race, Sorry Sweets you know how my brother gets.

kat comes runing exited to see the race

Yeah, I know how he gets, and he gets his facts wrong, I don't have scales, that would be the other scaly "sonofa". So, I'm racing you, alright. May the best win.