Some Things Never Change

They were slowly stepping up their game and planned to be around for many more years to come. If business kept up Sizzla could look to spread his hookah business across states. Somewhere along the line, he had stopped thinking of the business as a joint venture. Wayne walked up to them cautiously. He knew that the Bainbridge boys would react bloodthirsty if he intervened. He would just have to keep an eye on them all and ensure that there was no funny business.

It all happened in the blink of an eye. The Bainbridge leader threw the first punch and knocked Sizzla off balance. Sizzla made a quick recovery, he sprang towards the Bainbridge leader and head butted him, catching him by surprise then bit off his left ear. The Bainbridge leader reeled in shock that this was happening to him.  He really thought Sizzla was a coward that hid behind Crazy T. He realized his grievous error too late.

All you could see was flying blood and fists as Sizzla pummeled his opponents face and knocked out a few of his teeth from the front row. Sensing their leader might fail, the Bainbridge boys jumped in and it became a free for all. Blood splattered in whichever direction Crazy T wielded his long butcher knife like a maniac. It quickly escalated and gun shots were fired in to the air. For the noise had alerted the cops. Bodies sprinted in different directions. They scraped all the injured Dutty Bloodz they could find and ran with them to the nearest vehicles.

Wayne and Fat Boy went back into the club. He had to find Cherry and call a cab to take them home. While Fat Boy had to wait until Powder finished his spin on the turntable and got paid. Then they could both find their way home with relative ease.

Powder was the clubs resident DJ and surprisingly the life of the party. It seemed as if once he was around a turntable his whole persona changed. He became brash and daring with his words that if unchecked could get him into serious trouble. This quirk and the fact that they were twins ensured that Fat Boy followed him everywhere when he was on a job. Powder didn’t mind because not only were they close but Fat Boy made him feel safe.

While Powder was slender Fat Boy was the opposite and often doubled as a body guard to make ends meet when Powder couldn’t get any gigs. Powder got his name because as a child he suffered from athlete’s foot and often put two much powder in his shoes leaving a trail behind him. His friends never let him live it down so the moniker stuck.

Powder was as good at DJing as Fat Boy was at eating and if he ever got the exposure he deserved, he would blow up and be the next big thing. Powder had the club going with all the booty songs he could play in recognition of the butt he saw earlier that day. When they had stopped at Big Benny’s Burgers earlier Lou was the customer service rep that took their order. Powder was in awe, she was here at the club. The same broad whose ass the twins had been preeing earlier. They had no idea that all their lives would soon collide.