Friday Night

"Well well well, looks like it's little runty Ronny and his peaksqueek brother and the gang... Even Chunky Butt Chubster is still hanging with you." a voice belts out as he saunters over, it might be because of his size though and it was kind of insulting to call Chester that since the man easily looked like he might have eaten small livestock for dinner. Two guys walk up behind him and snare at the group.

Everyone remembers Duke "Dumptruck' Sattleson from high school, all around bully and ever present harasser of Chester until Ronny told him to stop. Due to their antics it was why Ronny had a rough time and why Duke and his two friends never finished high school (Not even after Donny graduated).

"Been a while Ronny..." one of the backup goons states giving Ronny the stink eye.

Tony gets a little too close to Will getting in his personal area, "Hey Duke look at this guy, he's like a Marshall Stewart? Get it? He's like that broad Martha but like a guy." he yammers out laughing and elbowing Gaige. Will can tell this guy isn't right in the head, or he's definitely on something or possibly on several things.

Whoa, easy there friend, what have we been drinking tonight? Has your drink been in your possession the whole time, I ask as I pull a small flashlight from my pocket and immediately go into diagnosis mode. I use my thumb to open his eyelid as I shine the light in to see what reaction his pupils give.

I'm always telling Julia, I tell her...never let your drink out of your sight... You can wind up roofied in less than a minute!

"Take a walk Dumptruck. Don't make me call the bouncer, like last weekend. How's the head?"

"Dude get your freakin' finger outta my eye man! Jesus this guy with the creepy peeper stare and poke, what you want to wear my face like a mask next ya nut?." Tony flails smacking Will off him.

"Ouch Donny that really hurts, awful big talk when your big bro's plows into town. You want me to talk about your height or something? I can take a knee if you like. Oh yeah you work here right, let me get a tall glass of Shut UP!" he seems to mock stating his feelings were hurt before jeering back with insults as only a no reformed bully would.

Ronny comes within an inch of Duke Like Donny says, 'Take a walk dumptruck.' Ronny looks from Duke to Tony and finally to Gaige.
And take your garbage with you. Ronny punctuates the word "you" by flicking Duke in the ear and giving him the watchya gonna do about it face.

Hearing a familiar voice from the not too distant past Mikey turns from the bar."Well well if it isn't Duke and company. Weren't all of you in the tank just last weekend? Now which one of you was supposed to stay sober for 30 days again. Maybe I should call down to the station.." Mikey trails off and starts pulling up numbers on his phone.

Gaige starts to lurch forwards but Duke puts hand in front of him. Ronny can very well see Gaige really wants to start doing something stupid and already forgot he's in a crowded bar.

"Calm down Ronny, don't lose your temper again I'd hate to have to press charges a second time and you end up behind bars again, only this time you're older so it's not going to be some sealed juvie court case." he replies putting his hands up as if he was showing he was unarmed before he leans into Ronny's ear, "I have enough money now to run you ragged, you don't want to make your mom cry again do you? Oh yeah... I forgot she can't look her sweet boy in the eye anymore since he might try and kill someone... that's the legal story anyway... right?" he says quietly into Ronny's ear.

Oddly enough this is when someone bumps into Gaige spill a bit of his beer, "Bro, it's a bar not a car. Don't park it." he corrects the older guy. Gaige grits his teeth and slams the bottom of his bottle onto the lip of the younger guy and it foams up rapidly.

"Bro! NOT COOL! You don't waste beer." H Train states sucking off foam as quickly as he can and running to his friend for help.

"Whoa whoa! Undercover officer in the house! Don't want to get shot up or anything right guys? Two to the gut from an angry off duty cop ain't no joke amiright fellas?" Tony oddly enough manages to pull Duke and Gaige away into the crowd. Gaige eventually is the only one looking back at the group.

"I hate that guy..." Donny mutters before headed off to serve more customers.

Someone should make sure those guys get home sober, I say idly before turning back to the bar and sipping my lite beer. I obviously had a small amount of concern, but no real desire to do anything. I certainly wasn't going to sober cab the guy. Julia would kill me.

So what are we doing tonight? Anything fun?

"Wow can't leave you guys alone for a second without y'all trying to get into a fight. We're supposed to be trying to blow off steam not get into a fight and go to jail." As I walk over to the bar.

Hey! Ted. How's it going?, I say as I see another familiar face. I instinctively start to reach for my phone to pull up pictures of the kids, but quickly decide against it. It's too loud in here to try and shout over for now.

Ronny is fuming.