Chapter 86

Here we are again! Flashback random mission.

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

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Two or was it 3 months ago of random job they took.

"Alright everyone sit your asses down we got an assignation to plan." Blitz looks at everyone at the meeting table.

"It is for that snapping turtle guy who smells like old cheese its?" Millie asked Blitz.

"Damn right it is!" Blitz smack the drawing board. "The old ninja turtle got killed by his so, so best friend a week ago. Business deal or some shit.  Best friend is going to a wedding. Wedding is actually their other close friend or business partner daughter who marrying some cheating slump. We are going there to kill said best friend. The old turtle still has the wedding invitation by his bedside shelf. We're going to take it. Representing bullshit for he couldn't be there. Will say distant adoptive relative that coming in town to take his property of the inheritance. Kill the old slime bag, steal a piece of cake, and get out!"

"That it?"

"Want you want to complain about party pooper."

Moxxie points out many flaws of his plan. As usual.

"Look it a swell plan! Now everyone gear up we got a wedding to crash in five hours!"

"What?!"

Five hours later.

"This is bullshit."  Striker twitch wearing a casual suit and tie. Got away with wearing a mask saying he germaphobic. Kept his cowboy hat on. A pair of dark glasses.

"You're not the one in the dress."

"You weren't complaining."

"You try wearing these heels all day." Blitz hissed at him. Wore a black sheath dress with a red blazer. Wore the blond wig. A pair of heels. Splash of makeup. He held a black purse.  A pair of glasses to show he was 'mourning'. Oh, and he was holding a picture of their deceased client face.

"Why I have to be the bloody kid." Millie pouts and twitching. Her hair has extension to put in two pigtails. A knee length flutter sleeve waist bow pink dress and cardigan.  On pair of sunglasses. "I could have been a teen then wear this!"

"Quiet sweetie Daddies are talking-What you looking at prudes!" Blitz flip a family off in front of him and they turn away. "So, cruel and should mind their own shit."

The wedding for the rich business man kid was at a high class hotel. Right now at the section of the hotel venue to say the vows. Got a great view of the city. Comfy seats. Expensive flowers and fabrics around. They were able to sneak in a while ago earlier and dang even the ballroom was high class.

"Where the damn guest." Striker twitched and already done. With the getup, being around all these humans that scream rich, and wants to find Moxxie. They could have just killed the guy in his hotel room if they were wasting time.

"I see him." Millie whispered. They see the older businessman talking to a few guest, money slip through sleeves and taking a sip of his drink.

"Good. Mox you see him." Blitz whispered on the small ear piece in his hand.

"Yes and this is ridiculous sir."

"Quite bitching."

Moxxie twitched as he is hiding under a table where all the guest are signing in. He was going to keep a close eye on the businessman and had to follow him any point of the vows happening. Why would he get up? Oh, some laxative.

The client wanted him to have a very unpleasant time before they kill him.

Should kick in any time soon since Moxxie did slip out to put them in the drink when the target visit the bar inside. Neither the bar keeper and target weren't looking.

"Good. This is going to be so easy and disgusting."

"Along with wasteful."

"Striker just enjoy the fancy rich party."

"I want a coke."

"Millie, honey no soda right now."

"You're a bad mom dad!"

"Why you little-"

"Be nice to 'our' kid."

"How dare you say I'm not a good parent? Will you a-holes turn around! Can't you see I'm a mourning family member drag to come to my twice remove step uncle best friend little girl wedding!" Blitz 'crying' against his 'husband' shoulder and everyone look away.

Striker ready to punch Blitz.

Millie having too much fun with this.

Moxxie put the three on mute. Nope he not going to deal with that role play of theirs. Just got to wait so those drugs can kick in.

Three minutes later and music start to play.

Cliché wedding music with a hint violin.

The groom up front with his best man. He look like a decent looking guy. Along with the celebrant.

Gorgeous bridesmaids and groomsmen walking down the aisle.

Kids throwing flowers.

The maid of honor.

Then finally the bride to be who look beautiful along with her dress. Being walk down by her father. Smile happily to reach the center stage.

The target hasn't move from his seat.

"Mox why isn't he gone."

"I don't know. They should have kick in."

"Crud."

"Let's just wait."

They waited and they began to slowly panic as he still haven't left. Sure seem to look uncomfortable in his seat but waiting it out. Blitz texting the client fast. Mox twitching and tired of being under the table. Millie flip a brat off when they stick a tongue out at her. Striker ready to just stand up and drag the target out the room. He knows he better professional than that to make a seen. But they are wasting time at this!

"We need to distract this wedding."

"Oh yeah and how you supposed we do that."

"I got this in the bag. Mox keep your eyes on that old frog he going to shit no matter what."

"Gross."

"Gross gets us the money. Okay guys get ready Im going in."

"-For any reason these two shouldn't get married. Speak now or forever-"

"I object to the wedding! That man a hoe!" Blitz standing up and holding the picture.

Everyone gasp, mummers, and confusion.

Moxxie face palm.

Striker face palm.

Millie just waiting to see what was going on next.

"Um mame who are you?"

"My fiancé not a cheater?

"Honey! I know you don't know me! You probably know my twice remove step uncle! Your daddy best friend who couldn't come to this glorious occasion!" Lift the picture up for everyone to see. "Oh Step Uncle help me show her the truth!"

"Ken?"

"Bree I'm telling you I don't know that woman."

"That's a woman?"

"Bree believe me he not worth it! You can do much better. You got the body. You got the damn money since you defiantly bringing it to this wedding. He going to drag you down!"

"That woman is crazy! I did not cheat-"

"I object too!"

Everyone turn to see some other woman.

"Bree I'm sorry, but it true! I slept with your man as well!"

"What?"

"Amber you must be drunk." Ken looking a bit sweaty.

"That Kool-Aid skin woman correct! To be so brave enough to stop you for making a terrible mistake. We did it five times."

The crowd gasp.

Bree eyes widen.

"I did too!" Another woman stood up.

"Me, too I'm sorry Bree! But he douche bag!"

"Now hold up-"

"Me, too!"

"Carl!"

"Let me tell you that man an incubus behind that smile!" Carl sniffed and use a tissue to clean his face. "We even did it in your parent bathroom."

Moxxie eyes just widen at the chaos that happening in front of him. Well, this came out into a surprising turn. Sees the target stand up.

"BART YOU TOO!"

"NO, IM JUST USING THE BATHROOM!" Runs off quickly and Moxxie follows him.

Blitz smirks and leaning against the chair as one guest after another admit they slept with the bride fiancé. Millie taking a sip of soda. Striker just watches everyone destroy each other.

"Baby please." Ken laughs awkwardly and see the woman stared at him. "I love you."

Bree smile sweetly. "How many of you did he say I love you."

"Me!" A lot of them said and Blitz just said it out of spite.

Bree throws her fist back and falcon punch the man. Grab the ring and throws it at him. "I didn't even want my wedding here! I did this all for you! The dress you like! The hairstyle! The depressing diet! The money I have to spend! Go, marry into a whore house! I'm out of here! Everyone sorry for your waste of time and fuck half of you. You Kool-Aid looking ass Barbie. Fuck you but thanks for speaking out first!"

"No, problem!"

The bride running out the room.

SNAP!

"Gross." Moxxie smack his hands together as he snaps the target head. Inside the bathroom stall no less. Shudder and goes wash his hands. Hears footsteps and quickly throw his hood over.

It was the bride that ran into the men bathroom. Just rush to another bathroom stall and crying her eyes out.

Good thing he lock the bathroom stall with the client and destroyed those cameras.

Small in out and of debate. Then sighs.

Half an hour later.

"Where were you?" Blitz looked at Moxxie. The three of them waiting ball room of the reception. At a table eating cake.

"Taking care of business." Shows him the photo of the dead target and sent to a client. "What happen?"

"While you took your sweat ass time. The hoe groom got his ass handed it to him. Everyone either gone or trying to find the runaway bride."

"The cake?"

"Like they will eat it. Can't let it go to waste. Here save you a slice." Hands him a plate.

"Cool." Grabs it and watch the three get up. All them ready to help out.

"So, why it took you a bit long?"

Moxxie point out from the doors in a certain area.

The three poke their head out.

The bride had her hair down and wearing a leather jacket at a seat. Some biker looking woman talking with her. Seem to get the bride to smile and clean up her makeup.

"Ran into the men bathroom. I felt awkward and asked the first female I found outside to help with the situation. The cool biker woman guest agreed. The two talk. Now here they are." Motion at the pair. "Seem too get along well."

"Aww look at you playing matchmaker."

"I hope you get blisters from those heels."

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Done!

Well there a random mission of theirs they did in the past. So, it was a bit of a rush but hope you still all enjoyed.

They got their money and stole the cake.

Bree and the Biker Chick got married five months later. They thought Moxxie was someone in cosplay.

Ken a hoe.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye. Bye.