Thread: JTM's Retrieval and Revival 03/12/10 (Attn:Tripp & JTM)

Tripp laughs "yeah I'm totally ready for this shit to go down are you kidding?"

Tripp walks into the office looking for a piece of paper. He goes over to tthe desk and opens up the draws until he finds the paper. Tripp grabs a piece and walks back out to where Alastair was and sets the paper on the table. He sets back down at the table and watches Alastair setting the things up.

"You're right Alac who ever robbed JTM really didn't know what the hell he was doing" He said getting up to help Alastair.

Alastair looks at Tripp as he pulls out a pen from his jacket, "Thank you very much sir."

Alastair begins to write on the piece of Paper.

Dear JTM,
I Know what you were planning to do. You better not go out with that woman and leave me at home all alone again.
Barbie

Alastair folds the piece of paper in half and lays it over the top of the beer, turning to trip, "That should do quite nicely for humor value, Tripp will you please open the other bag and put its contents in the chair please?"

Tripp picks up the bag and slumps it in the chair. While it was sliding down the bag seemed to catch on something. Tripp shrugged it off and pulled out a knife from his pocket. He unfolds the knife and slides it into the bag then up ripping the wide open exposing the staked JTM.

"Not so bad ass now are ya?" Tripp said turning back to Alastair.

Alastair looks at Tripp and chuckles as he picks up the bat. He walks over to JTM and removes the bag from his head. "Be glad we found you, you could be in a much worse position had it been someone else. Now before I remove this piece of wood from your chest I have a score to settle with you."

Alastair stares intently at JTM as he pokes him with the bat, "DO NOT (pokes considerably harder) ever (pokes him even harder) poke me with this (pokes him hard enough to knock him over) bat again. Do you understand?"

Alastair hands the bat to Tripp and then sits JTM back up. "Now JTM do not go crazy and wreck my place when I pull that piece of wood out."

Alastair grabs the stake and pulls it from JTM's chest. "Now what the hell happened to you?"

JTM slumps back in the chair watching the wood come out of his chest. He shakes his head left and right clearing the cobwebs clenching his fists. He sternly looks up at Alec and Tripp.

“Where the fuck is that bitch Sophia!!!! She fucking ganked me!!! No fucking way!! Tell me Alec, where the fuck is your cousin sister or whatever the fuck she is to you, right fucking now!!! You never told me that Sophia was gonna be the delivery girl, Alec you fuck head. That’s the last time I buy flowers from your fucking shop. Now the next thing out of your mouth Alec is her location right now so I can designate her ass to the dirt!!!”

He then pauses noticing Barbie, a six pack, a poker table he’s never seen before, Tripp wielding his pride and joy bat, and that he has no clue where the fuck he is now. He motions to Tripp.

“I don’t know who the fuck you are, but you better cough up my property right fucking now asshole!!!”

He waits for them to do as he says, putting his finger up to both of them.

“Now, where the fuck am I? And How did I get here? Speak!!!! You motherfucking bitches!!!!”

Alastair looks over at Tripp, and says in Italian "Give the little baby his toy back after I finish this statement."

Alastair turns to JTM meeting his gaze eye to eye, "First off JTM 'DRINK'. Second Sophia was not the intended delivery girl but if you want to flatten her like an empty beer can feel free, I will pay to see that happen. The last time I saw her she was being sent to her room by Constantino. Third you are currently in the back room of the flower shop. I brought you here after I used the Giovanni locator service to find you. The rest of the idiots that stopped by your empty house were just arguing about what to do in order to locate you."

Alastair walks over by Tripp, "Lastly JTM this is Tripp. He is a friend of mine he has been proving very useful in attempting to find you. He will freely give you back your bat he was merely holding it while I pulled the stake from your chest. You may however want to read the note that is sitting on top of the beer."

Tripp looks over and gets a grin on his face from what Alastair had said to him. He flipped the bat over his shoulder and passed the bat over to JTM.

"Yeah JTM it looks like that gio girl did gank you" Tripp said laughing a bit.

Alastair looks at JTM, "Are you happy now? You got your bat back, now seeing as how you have no transportation here when you are ready to leave just let me know and I will take you where ever you need to go. As for all of your stuff I think I may know where it is but it will take me another night or so to nail down the location the Giovanni locator service is currently on the job. When I find it and I will I will send you a text and you can just tell me where to bring it. Speaking of, here is your phone."

Alastair reaches into his back pocket and pulls out JTM's phone and tosses it to him.

JTM without hesitation grabs a beer, taking a sip from it. He finishes off the beer instead of taking his damn sweet time with it. He sits there wondering why he just did that, setting the bottle down.

“Wait a minute Alec!!! Gio Locator Service???? What the fuck!!!! You mean the Don lo-jacked me!!! How is that fucking possible?”

He looks over at Tripp giving him his best surfer “hang 10” sign.

“Sup. Tripp Spicolli dude Thanks for giving me my bat back, like you had any say in that. That fucking dead bitch Sophia!!! Wait till I get to her room!!!”

He chuckles abit grabbing the note reading it.

Dear JTM,
I Know what you were planning to do. You better not go out with that woman and leave me at home all alone again.
Barbie

He looks over at Barbie pointing his finger sternly at her.

“You need to stop talking to Sophy G and stay the fuck away from her, Barbie, understood? I never had the hots for her!!! Besides she's too young and her damn diaper gets in the fucking way."

He chuckles again, then looks at Alec nodding confused abit.

“Yeah I guess so. How long have I been out? Lemme sit here and think abit k, Alec.”

He then looks at his phone turning it on looking to see if he has any voicemail now.

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