Hey, thanks for continuing my story! (unless you're just hopping on from right here, in which case I suggest you go and find "The Magic of Chocolate: (chapter 1) A Chocolate Bar") Okay, I'll get right to the point this time...begin!
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“So,” Dante said as they cruised down the road, “your mom adopted me?” Dante was planning on taking the same route he had been taking before, up into Kansas… at least until his brother told him to go somewhere else.
“Yeah, she did,” Dante’s brother replied, glancing at a road sign.
“Don’t you need my confirmation on the papers or something for that?”
“Yeah, but we have some old homework assignments around, the ones that you ‘forgot’ to turn in, so I just forged your name from there. We would’ve asked you, but you were away at that time, and I knew you’d agree anyways. So you aren’t a Ricardo anymore… that’ll probably help your criminal records, too.”
“Cool. So now it’s Dante and Brandon Black?”
“No, Brandon and Dante Black. I’m older, my name goes first.”
“Wait… you said that I was away at that time, so weren’t you away too?”
“No, that was just a couple months ago—I haven’t left earth for nearly a year!”
“What?” Dante yelled. “You seriously mean that I could’ve used a regular cell phone to reach you?”
“Well… yeah.”
“So let me guess, you didn’t actually have a meeting.”
“No….”
“What kind of a brother are you, Brandon?”
“Look, I have my reasons—calm down and I’ll tell you.”
“Okay, okay….” Dante stopped talking, but he was still angry.
“The reason I had to go was because I didn’t want Rock to know I was mixed up in this,” Brandon explained. “But the thing is… I intercepted the package that was supposed to go to Rock.”
“Oh, so that’s why my deliver guys never came back,” Dante said. He was still angry, but there was good in the news. “Do you have the stuff?”
“Yeah, I put it in the storage compartment.”
“So I can give it to Rock now… but Brandon, it’s too late. He gave me three days, it’s been over a week! There’s no way he’ll forgive me… he’ll take the stuff and kill me.”
“Don’t worry, I have a friend who can help you out there. Take a left up here and we can go meet him. I’ve got everything set up.”
Dante skidded across the street, almost hitting the “Exit” sign as roared down the ramp. He pressed his foot on the brake, slowing the car down enough to stop at the red sign at the bottom. A semi passed by, and Dante drove forward again.
“Okay,” Dante said. “Here are a couple of questions. First of all, how’d you get to the prison?”
“Can’t answer you on that one… trade secret, even from my little bro.”
“Fine. How did you know I was at the prison?”
“Oh, that’s simple. After you called me I just tracked your phone. When a cop and a heli pulled up behind you, and you were chased into a police office, obviously I knew you had problems. And after the phone stayed in the heart of the police office for a few hours, I knew. So I waited till night and came and rescued you, and here we are. Oh, take a right up here.”
Dante followed the instruction, nodding. “You know,” he said, thinking… “your friend will have to be pretty dang powerful to get the Rock not to kill me.”
“He is, Dante, trust me.” Dante was silent for a bit after this.
“Oh man!” Brandon yelled suddenly, making Dante jump.
“What?”
“You missed our turn!”
“What? Jeez, Brandon, tell me sooner where we’re going!”
“Ha, ha, I’m just kidding, it’s right here that you need to turn.”
Dante spun the car, and this time he heard a sickening crunch as the back end of the Ferrari hit the railing. “I hate you, Brandon,” he said.
“That’s not a way to talk to your big brother!” Brandon scolded him.
Dante slowed the car down so he was going as slow as possible in the black Ferrari. “I wish I could sue you for that,” Dante said.
Brandon waited a few seconds as the car crept along, but finally the low speed irritated him and he said, “Okay, Jeez, I’ll tell you where to go. But you really know how to spoil the fun.”
“That’s a few thousand dollars right there, Brandon,” Dante said as he sped up.
“You can just go and steal a new car….”
thanks for reading!
by the way, chapter nine will be the final "Magic of Chocolate" chapter, but as The Magic of Chocolate is just part one of my story, after I post chapter nine, look for "Cops and Robbers (pt2 of my unnamed tale) chap. 10". Then I'll continue with Cops and Robbers...until the next part, etc.
Thanks for reading--wait, I already said that...never mind...
Teh Wozzinator
