Post by Cornbread Mafia on Sept 19, 2014 21:13:28 GMT -6
Sitting inside a diner, Cameron and Shawn Worley both glance at their watches.
Shawn Worley: You sure they comin’?
Cameron looks at his brother, seemingly insulted on their coming company’s behalf.
Cameron Worley: Course they comin’!
Shawn shrugs.
Shawn Worley: Reya was yellin’ at me last night about not callin’ them sooner.
Cameron frowns in confusion.
Cameron Worley: Why?
Shrugging again and seemingly searching for the right explanation, Shawn
Shawn Worley: She thinks we should have had them be around more from the start. Like, strength in numbers and considering they all do different things well…
Cameron nods his understanding.
Cameron Worley: She thinks we should have had them around us like an entourage that could be a stable at any time ‘cause then theys always there and ain’t nobody would fuck with us?
Shawn nods.
Shawn Worley: Pretty much, yeah.
Cameron chuckles.
Cameron Worley: She ain’t necessarily wrong, but she ain’t necessarily right neither.
Seeing the look on his brother’s face, Cameron nods knowingly.
Cameron Worley: See, yeah, it would have made some of them decide everything was copacetic with us and not need to rumble right off cause theys pussies and don’t wanna test the numbers advantage and all but there’s others who’d be crazy enough to come after us even if there’s a hundred of us and only one of them. And yes, if we brought in everybody else, Robbie Lee would give us the high flyer, Waylon would be like the leader, Willie’s the crazy one, Bubba’s the big one everybody call’s stupid and hurts his feelings…
Shawn grins.
Shawn Worley: Ain’t that usually when Ricky Ray walks in and beats the hell out of somebody?
Cameron nods, grinning back.
Cameron Worley: It is, yeah. Ricky Ray does tend to be the big protective one but he also the hardcore one. Bobby Bo is the manwhore, Eddie Joe…
He trails off, trying to decide how to describe their New York cousin. Shawn just starts laughing at the thought.
Shawn Worley: It’s always funny hearing him speak Brooklyn and Chris Law speak Cajun right next to each other…
Cameron ponders this and then nods.
Cameron Worley: And they do make a helluva muscle pair too.
Shawn nods his agreement.
Shawn Worley: What about Jimmy Lee?
Before Cameron can answer, a voice with slightly different, South Georgia/North Florida accent answers for them.
Voice: He’s the drunken, short-tempered, overly violent black sheep of the family that we all still love anyway!
Cameron and Shawn turn to see their cousin, Waylon “Slider” Thompson, walking towards them.
Cameron Worley: Waylon!
Slider walks over and joins them at the table, sitting in an extra chair at the head.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Hey, you know how it is, right?
Cameron and Shawn both nod as they both smile at the cousin.
Cameron Worley: Anybody else here yet?
Slider nods.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Willie and Bubba’re outside.
Cameron nods while Shawn looks to the door warily.
Shawn Worley: Yo, did Willie bring his binky?
Slider almost laughs.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Of course, you know he never goes anywhere without Sarah.
Cameron nods, smirking.
Cameron Worley: And you know the safety’s not on Ol’ Betsy there!
Slider doesn’t bother laughing.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Especially not if you go callin’ Sarah that…
Cameron shrugs while Shawn nods to the door.
Shawn Worley: Is anybody else out there with them?
Slider nods.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Ricky Ray’s never far from Bubba. Always treats him like the baby brother he wishes he had.
Cameron smirks again.
Cameron Worley: Bobby Bo come with him?
Slider shakes his head.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: He’s pickin’ up Eddie Joe and Chris Law at the airport. Robbie Lee might make it in time to ride with them too.
Shawn nods as he turns back from the door.
Shawn Worley: Roni didn’t kill him for leavin’ her with Chrissy Lee at home?
Slider shakes his head.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Naw, she was happy for him to get back in on some level. Can you believe that little girl is gonna be six in January?
Cameron and Shawn both shake their heads in awe.
Cameron Worley: Is Willie still sort of…
Slider nods.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Yeah, Bobbie Joe was his sister after all. Doesn’t matter if she and Robbie Lee were a punchline to a lotta people, her dyin’ hit everybody hard, especially Willie and Robbie Lee.
Shawn just shakes his head in seeming disbelief.
Shawn Worley: I can’t believe he’s the only one of us to have a kid already.
All three cousins go silent for a second before Cameron glances to the door as well.
Cameron Worley: Pappy get out yet?
Slider nods happily.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Mama bout killed him when he got home for doin’ that in the first place. Said he was too damn old to be leavin’ her ass all alone while he went galavantin’ to Raiford again.
All three start laughing.
Shawn Worley: Your Mama always did have an interestin’ way of lookin’ at things.
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: She makes prison sound like a party with the boys.
As they all start laughing again, a blast rings out that shakes the windows of the establishment.
Cameron Worley: Oh…
Shawn Worley: Shit!
Slider nods warily.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Willie…
The three of them spring up and hurry to the door where they find Willie holding his trusty shotgun, Sarah, in perfect firing position while their cousin, Bobby Bo Robertson, cowers in front of the business end with his hands up, his south Texas drawl coming back in quick, nervous bursts.
Bobby Bo Robertson: I’m sorry, I’m sorry!
Willie appears to be unmoved, his own Georgia accent sounding unforgiving.
"Shotgun Willie" McCoy: You damn well better be! You move another hair on your ass and Sarah’s gonna start barking fire on you all over again!
Slider, Cameron and Shawn move in looking at the scene before them. Bobby Bo trying to back away, Willie pointing his gun at him, their fellow cousins, the tubby Bubba Thompson standing off to the right looking childlike and scared with Bobby Bo’s older and much taller blond brother, Ricky Ray Robertson, right next to Bubba and sort of looking at his own little brother like he knows he’s not gonna like this.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Bobby, what in the hell did you do?
Before he can answer, three men standing behind Bobby Bo, just shake their heads. The two larger men, the tall, dark-haired Chris Law and the muscular black man, Eddie Joe Rollins, remaining silent as they glare at their cousin. In between them, the smaller Robbie Lee “RPM” Thompson, Slider’s younger brother, just nods to Bobby Bo.
Robbie Lee "RPM" Thompson: He mentioned Bobbie Joe.
Wasting no time, Ricky Ray steps forward and punches his brother in the mouth. Bobby Bo falls to the pavement, clutching at his face.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Stop bein’ such a jackass!
Slider nods as he moves in next to Willie, timidly reaching up towards the gun.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Willie, now i know he got your dander up but… let’s put Sarah over your shoulder and try not to kill any family dumbasses right now… you can kick his ass later if Ricky Ray don’t beat ya to it, alright?
Willie glares through his gun’s sights for another second before nodding and lowering the weapon. Cameron can’t help but laugh.
Cameron Worley: Feels like we’s all home already!
Shawn nods and then steps back.
Shawn Worley: Look, camera’s here.
A few minutes later, the family has arranged themselves in front of the restaurant. Lined up from left to right, Eddie Joe, Chris Law, Bubba, Bobby Bo, Robbie Lee, Ricky Ray, Slider and Willie stand behind Cameron and Shawn, all looking straight on into the camera.
Cameron Worley: Y’all see now, Joshua McBride ain’t the only one who can muster himself up a small army, now is he?
Shawn glances behind them.
Shawn Worley: Sure as hell don’t look like it, no.
Cameron nods knowingly.
Cameron Worley: Ain’t none of y’all gonna be intimidatin’ us. I mean, shit, you didn’t before but now?
He pauses to glance back at the family group behind him.
Cameron Worley: Ain’t no damn way you gonna make us look at any group, be it Ragnarok, Dark Camelot, Sin City Knights, Arsenal, Children of Nephilim, that group of Irish people that seem to be showin’ up some…
Shawn chuckles.
Shawn Worley: That’s a lot of groups, man...
Camron nods.
Cameron Worley: True but we got us enough firepower here to take on any of them!
Shawn can’t help but laugh.
Shawn Worley: Spose y’all right there, Cameron.
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: So Joshua, Maiko, you may be a couple of bad asses, and who knows, you might be able to go with us in the ring but you ain’t gonna be able to just call your Angels and your hoodies and outnumber us… not this time…
Shawn nods his agreement.
Shawn Worley: We’re here, we’re strong… we’re…
Suddenly, Bubba screams out excitedly.
Big Bubba Thompson: TEDDY!!!!
With that, a man in a giant Ted suit goes running by. Bubba tears out of line, rushing after him with his arms spread wide.
Big Bubba Thompson: TEDDY!!!
The rest of them watch as Bubba chases the Tedman down the sidewalk.
Shawn Worley: Aw shit…
Cameron just shakes his head.
Cameron Worley: We gonna have to tell that damn stoner asshole to quit drinkin’ our shine and then runnin’ passed Bubba like that…
Slider waves it off dismissively.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Aw, let him have his fun.
Robbie Lee nods his agreement with his brother.
Robbie Lee "RPM" Thompson: Do you guys know how funny this’ll be if Bubba actually catches him?
Everybody takes a second to ponder this and then starts laughing hysterically as they see the Tedman start running back their way, screaming at the top of his lungs with Bubba in hot pursuit.
Big Bubba Thompson: TEDDY!!!!
Shawn Worley: You sure they comin’?
Cameron looks at his brother, seemingly insulted on their coming company’s behalf.
Cameron Worley: Course they comin’!
Shawn shrugs.
Shawn Worley: Reya was yellin’ at me last night about not callin’ them sooner.
Cameron frowns in confusion.
Cameron Worley: Why?
Shrugging again and seemingly searching for the right explanation, Shawn
Shawn Worley: She thinks we should have had them be around more from the start. Like, strength in numbers and considering they all do different things well…
Cameron nods his understanding.
Cameron Worley: She thinks we should have had them around us like an entourage that could be a stable at any time ‘cause then theys always there and ain’t nobody would fuck with us?
Shawn nods.
Shawn Worley: Pretty much, yeah.
Cameron chuckles.
Cameron Worley: She ain’t necessarily wrong, but she ain’t necessarily right neither.
Seeing the look on his brother’s face, Cameron nods knowingly.
Cameron Worley: See, yeah, it would have made some of them decide everything was copacetic with us and not need to rumble right off cause theys pussies and don’t wanna test the numbers advantage and all but there’s others who’d be crazy enough to come after us even if there’s a hundred of us and only one of them. And yes, if we brought in everybody else, Robbie Lee would give us the high flyer, Waylon would be like the leader, Willie’s the crazy one, Bubba’s the big one everybody call’s stupid and hurts his feelings…
Shawn grins.
Shawn Worley: Ain’t that usually when Ricky Ray walks in and beats the hell out of somebody?
Cameron nods, grinning back.
Cameron Worley: It is, yeah. Ricky Ray does tend to be the big protective one but he also the hardcore one. Bobby Bo is the manwhore, Eddie Joe…
He trails off, trying to decide how to describe their New York cousin. Shawn just starts laughing at the thought.
Shawn Worley: It’s always funny hearing him speak Brooklyn and Chris Law speak Cajun right next to each other…
Cameron ponders this and then nods.
Cameron Worley: And they do make a helluva muscle pair too.
Shawn nods his agreement.
Shawn Worley: What about Jimmy Lee?
Before Cameron can answer, a voice with slightly different, South Georgia/North Florida accent answers for them.
Voice: He’s the drunken, short-tempered, overly violent black sheep of the family that we all still love anyway!
Cameron and Shawn turn to see their cousin, Waylon “Slider” Thompson, walking towards them.
Cameron Worley: Waylon!
Slider walks over and joins them at the table, sitting in an extra chair at the head.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Hey, you know how it is, right?
Cameron and Shawn both nod as they both smile at the cousin.
Cameron Worley: Anybody else here yet?
Slider nods.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Willie and Bubba’re outside.
Cameron nods while Shawn looks to the door warily.
Shawn Worley: Yo, did Willie bring his binky?
Slider almost laughs.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Of course, you know he never goes anywhere without Sarah.
Cameron nods, smirking.
Cameron Worley: And you know the safety’s not on Ol’ Betsy there!
Slider doesn’t bother laughing.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Especially not if you go callin’ Sarah that…
Cameron shrugs while Shawn nods to the door.
Shawn Worley: Is anybody else out there with them?
Slider nods.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Ricky Ray’s never far from Bubba. Always treats him like the baby brother he wishes he had.
Cameron smirks again.
Cameron Worley: Bobby Bo come with him?
Slider shakes his head.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: He’s pickin’ up Eddie Joe and Chris Law at the airport. Robbie Lee might make it in time to ride with them too.
Shawn nods as he turns back from the door.
Shawn Worley: Roni didn’t kill him for leavin’ her with Chrissy Lee at home?
Slider shakes his head.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Naw, she was happy for him to get back in on some level. Can you believe that little girl is gonna be six in January?
Cameron and Shawn both shake their heads in awe.
Cameron Worley: Is Willie still sort of…
Slider nods.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Yeah, Bobbie Joe was his sister after all. Doesn’t matter if she and Robbie Lee were a punchline to a lotta people, her dyin’ hit everybody hard, especially Willie and Robbie Lee.
Shawn just shakes his head in seeming disbelief.
Shawn Worley: I can’t believe he’s the only one of us to have a kid already.
All three cousins go silent for a second before Cameron glances to the door as well.
Cameron Worley: Pappy get out yet?
Slider nods happily.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Mama bout killed him when he got home for doin’ that in the first place. Said he was too damn old to be leavin’ her ass all alone while he went galavantin’ to Raiford again.
All three start laughing.
Shawn Worley: Your Mama always did have an interestin’ way of lookin’ at things.
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: She makes prison sound like a party with the boys.
As they all start laughing again, a blast rings out that shakes the windows of the establishment.
Cameron Worley: Oh…
Shawn Worley: Shit!
Slider nods warily.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Willie…
The three of them spring up and hurry to the door where they find Willie holding his trusty shotgun, Sarah, in perfect firing position while their cousin, Bobby Bo Robertson, cowers in front of the business end with his hands up, his south Texas drawl coming back in quick, nervous bursts.
Bobby Bo Robertson: I’m sorry, I’m sorry!
Willie appears to be unmoved, his own Georgia accent sounding unforgiving.
"Shotgun Willie" McCoy: You damn well better be! You move another hair on your ass and Sarah’s gonna start barking fire on you all over again!
Slider, Cameron and Shawn move in looking at the scene before them. Bobby Bo trying to back away, Willie pointing his gun at him, their fellow cousins, the tubby Bubba Thompson standing off to the right looking childlike and scared with Bobby Bo’s older and much taller blond brother, Ricky Ray Robertson, right next to Bubba and sort of looking at his own little brother like he knows he’s not gonna like this.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Bobby, what in the hell did you do?
Before he can answer, three men standing behind Bobby Bo, just shake their heads. The two larger men, the tall, dark-haired Chris Law and the muscular black man, Eddie Joe Rollins, remaining silent as they glare at their cousin. In between them, the smaller Robbie Lee “RPM” Thompson, Slider’s younger brother, just nods to Bobby Bo.
Robbie Lee "RPM" Thompson: He mentioned Bobbie Joe.
Wasting no time, Ricky Ray steps forward and punches his brother in the mouth. Bobby Bo falls to the pavement, clutching at his face.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Stop bein’ such a jackass!
Slider nods as he moves in next to Willie, timidly reaching up towards the gun.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Willie, now i know he got your dander up but… let’s put Sarah over your shoulder and try not to kill any family dumbasses right now… you can kick his ass later if Ricky Ray don’t beat ya to it, alright?
Willie glares through his gun’s sights for another second before nodding and lowering the weapon. Cameron can’t help but laugh.
Cameron Worley: Feels like we’s all home already!
Shawn nods and then steps back.
Shawn Worley: Look, camera’s here.
A few minutes later, the family has arranged themselves in front of the restaurant. Lined up from left to right, Eddie Joe, Chris Law, Bubba, Bobby Bo, Robbie Lee, Ricky Ray, Slider and Willie stand behind Cameron and Shawn, all looking straight on into the camera.
Cameron Worley: Y’all see now, Joshua McBride ain’t the only one who can muster himself up a small army, now is he?
Shawn glances behind them.
Shawn Worley: Sure as hell don’t look like it, no.
Cameron nods knowingly.
Cameron Worley: Ain’t none of y’all gonna be intimidatin’ us. I mean, shit, you didn’t before but now?
He pauses to glance back at the family group behind him.
Cameron Worley: Ain’t no damn way you gonna make us look at any group, be it Ragnarok, Dark Camelot, Sin City Knights, Arsenal, Children of Nephilim, that group of Irish people that seem to be showin’ up some…
Shawn chuckles.
Shawn Worley: That’s a lot of groups, man...
Camron nods.
Cameron Worley: True but we got us enough firepower here to take on any of them!
Shawn can’t help but laugh.
Shawn Worley: Spose y’all right there, Cameron.
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: So Joshua, Maiko, you may be a couple of bad asses, and who knows, you might be able to go with us in the ring but you ain’t gonna be able to just call your Angels and your hoodies and outnumber us… not this time…
Shawn nods his agreement.
Shawn Worley: We’re here, we’re strong… we’re…
Suddenly, Bubba screams out excitedly.
Big Bubba Thompson: TEDDY!!!!
With that, a man in a giant Ted suit goes running by. Bubba tears out of line, rushing after him with his arms spread wide.
Big Bubba Thompson: TEDDY!!!
The rest of them watch as Bubba chases the Tedman down the sidewalk.
Shawn Worley: Aw shit…
Cameron just shakes his head.
Cameron Worley: We gonna have to tell that damn stoner asshole to quit drinkin’ our shine and then runnin’ passed Bubba like that…
Slider waves it off dismissively.
Waylon "Slider" Thompson: Aw, let him have his fun.
Robbie Lee nods his agreement with his brother.
Robbie Lee "RPM" Thompson: Do you guys know how funny this’ll be if Bubba actually catches him?
Everybody takes a second to ponder this and then starts laughing hysterically as they see the Tedman start running back their way, screaming at the top of his lungs with Bubba in hot pursuit.
Big Bubba Thompson: TEDDY!!!!
