Bab 57: DRAMA KINGS
(Streets of London, UK, June 2134)
"British food still suck..." muttered Aya as she poked the food on her plate with her fork.
She and Xiao Tian are sitting by a roadside cafe, scanning the people walking past them, rushing home from work, or enjoying their nightly entertainment. Youths drunkenly walked out of pubs, hurling vulgarities at each other, releasing the exuberance of youth.
"Hey, nice ribbons on your dragon horns!" a drunken man waved at a Draco lady standing by the road side, "want to join us for a drink?"
"Aww, thanks, I am busy though," she smiled apologetically.
Atsumi looked at the disappointed group of men leaving her, chuckling. She returned to her violin, pretending to be a street performer.
"Not bad," Xiao Tian commended, observing Atsumi's performance. He then turned to Aya.
"Raw?" asked Xiao Tian, drinking his cup of tea.
"I am not Gordon Ramsey," Aya rolled her eyes.
"Of course, you are my darling," winked Xiao Tian.
Aya coughed, looking away, embarrassed. "Did you learn that from Nanami?" she asked.
"Oh please, I am not so corny," retorted Nanami in the radio. She, Louis, Xu Qing and Jay are seated in a small minivan, observing the street.
The 4 of them checked their pistols in their concealed holsters, tucked in under their clothes.
"Alright, the British police patrol has left the area," reported Vera. She, Albert and Frederica have set up an observation post on the 20th floor of an office building that they had managed to sneak in, disguised as its employees, looking out with binoculars. Next to them are their sniper rifles, in place to react to any accidents.
As for why is Sean not with them, that can be best explained by him wolfing down fish and chips with Walter on the benches in one corner.
"You know," said Walter, his mouth full. "If we had not cleaned up our oceans, this thing here may have became Godzilla from the radiation!"
Sean chuckled. "Then I guess instead of ripping apart space monsters with the steel fists of our Mechas, we can also expect to rip apart sea monsters, disclaimer, I am not referring to Litas, with steel fists."
"I don't think that humanity would have lived long enough for us to appear though," joked Walter.
"Oh, but your kind will definitely be there," joked Sean.
Walter frowned, not getting it.
"After all, Angels look like dead humans," smirked Sean, referring to Walter's subspecies' ghostly appearance.
"Motherf***er!" cursed Walter as he raised his right hand, a fire fist forming, threatening to beat Sean up.
"On second thought," said Sean. "I think Dracos will be there too, just more messed up than now," he gulped.
"True," said Walter, satisfied.
"Say, Big Sis said that you busted an alien cult disguised as a brothel in Fukushima when I was in Hokkaido? What was that about?" asked Sean, changing the topic.
"I don't want to talk about it," said Walter, his face disgusted. "I want to transform into my true form and drive them insane."
"Yikes. Alright then," said Sean, not pressing the topic.
"Sean, Walter, target appeared," said Albert.
A fancy car pulled up in front of them. That is their target.
A blue open top sports car leased from Spades International overtook the fancy car, driving in front slowly in the packed road. Sitting on the car are Santos and James.
"Why am I doing this?" complained Sean for the 10th time.
"Because, you are the best actor," said Walter, opening the mountain climbing bag next to him, checking that his signal jammer and fake responder is working.
"Let's go through the plan again, Sean," said Xiao Tian.
Sean sighed. "I pretend to be drunk, confront Santos and James, then escalate to a fight, in the process we "accidentally" wreck the fancy car of the target, start more chaos, then Nanami's team swoop in to kidnap the target. Fake London police led by our dear Wang Sir will then "resolve" the situation."
"Ok, action!" said Xiao Tian.
Sean downed a whole bottle of beer, enough to make himself tipsy. He then popped another can, drinking some.
Acting all drunk and irrational, he staggered over to the sports car.
Santos and James, who are trying their best to not go out of character and the script written by Xiao Tian, are having a chat.
"Blegh!" Sean pretended to vomit into the car, in reality pouring food colouring into the car discreetly using a magic trick he had learned from an online clown called Monsieur Jacques.
"OI! WHAT THE F***?" roared Santos, looking at the "vomit" on him. "WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU CABRON?" he yelled, cursing in Spanish.
"Homie, you just f***ed a car worth bloody 170,000 pounds! You are paying for it!" yelled James.
"What N**?" yelled Sean, straining forward, deliberately hurling a racist insult to trigger a fight. "Speak louder, why, did you not eat enough watermelons and fried chicken?"
James stifled his laugh, knowing that it is all scripted.
"THE F*** DID YOU SAY?!" roared James, grabbing Sean by the collar. "Do you know who you are messing with, punk?" James glared, rolling up a sleeve and revealing a fake tattoo, and doing a Crip gang sign.
Sean sneered. "You ain't no gangster, why are your pants up? Show me the undies!"
"SPEAK SO SOFTLY AND YOU STILL WANT TO BE UNDER THE HOOD?" yelled Sean, "How about, you stop being a whiny little b*tch, and speak up, a**hole?"
"Or, if you N** is still speaking like as if a white man has got a c*** in your mouth, let your Amigo B****r here f***ing translate for you!"
The curious onlookers are all appalled at the language Sean is using.
"YOU F***ING LIZARD!" roared Santos, using the derogatory term for Dracos, tackling Sean down. James joined, and soon the 3 are fighting like cats and dogs. The fight preventing the fancy car behind them from driving forward, rendering it immobile.
"Just to make sure we are all cool, I didn't mean a word of what I said," quipped Sean quietly.
"No sh*t!" replied Santos.
They continued trading blows at each other, of course, all using the stage acting techniques taught by Sean to ensure that none of them will actually be injured.
Santos threw a slap at Sean's face. Sean quickly raised his hand under his chin, and Santos hit Sean's hand, and Sean then quickly faked to be reeling from the "slap". This quick motion, plus the authentic sound effect, is enough to fool people into thinking that Sean was slapped hardly in the face.
They then started attacking each other using movie martial art techniques, deliberately hitting each other in places that they have hidden fake blood bags under, faking injuries.
"I think we have enough," quipped Sean.
"Nonsense," laughed James silently. "I am just starting to have fun!"
Sean sighed, knowing that James is eager for battle and is trigger happy, which is why he was chosen by Xiao Tian to be part of the "skit".
Jamess then grabbed a glass bottle prop from his car disguised as a bottle of sparkling water, smashing Sean in the head.
Walter managed to intercept the police calls made by the public to ensure that no real London police will show up.
Once that's done, Phineas' team rolled out in fake police cars.
Sean roared, launching a wind punch at James, careful to control the strength such that he is blown onto the fancy car behind, but not too much to injure him.
Seeing James falling onto the windscreen, the 2 security guards at the front of the car disembarked, trying to break up the fight to protect their client, only for them to be "accidentally" punched unconscious by Sean, Santos and James.
Sean then generated flames, covering the entire area in thick smoke, ensuring that no one is actually burned. Recognising their signal, Nanami stepped on the accelerator, deliberately crashing into the fancy car in the back.
In the chaos that followed, Louis and Jay disembarked, hiding themselves in the smoke, using chloroform soaked rags to ambush their targets sitting in the back seat, incapacitating them. Throwing bags over their heads, they then carried them into the minivan, binding their hands and legs, while Xu Qing and Nanami swapped themselves for the 2 passengers, dressed in fancy clothes fitting of the social class.
Soon, police siren wailed, 2 police cars appeared with an ambulance
Phineas stepped off together with Ariel, wearing riot gear.
"POLICE! FREEZE!" he yelled, extremely familiar with the SOP being a former police officer.
Sean released his grip on James, throwing him onto the ground, while Santos "painfully" waved at the "paramedics".
Reza, who is the second in command of Team Phantom and acting as a paramedic, stifled his laugh as he and the other members of Team Phantom carried the "beaten up" James and Santos onto the stretchers, all the while with Ariel covering them, one hand on a taser.
Sean continued hurling insults "drunkenly" at Phineas.
"Wang Sir, when do I stop?" asked Sean quietly.
"One more line," whispered Phineas.
"YOU F***ING DONKEY, I WILL—AH!!" yelled Sean in pain as Phineas sprayed him with a pepper spray in the face, painfully falling down.
Ariel handcuffed Sean, then brought him into a police car.
Phineas and Ariel then pretended to settle the collision, letting the minivan and the fancy car drive off after "assessing" the damage. Reza and another "paramedic" then hoisted the 2 security guards onto the ambulance as well, driving off, sirens wailing.
Phineas stepped onto their car. The 2 police cars drove off, and the crowd of civilians returned to their normal activities, as if nothing had happened.
Driving into a tunnel, Phineas and Ariel stopped in a security camera blindpsot. Ariel pressed a button, and the disguise outer shell made of quick 3D printed nanobots wore off, returning the police car to a normal car, changing the car plate at the same time. The siren lights fell in from the sunroof, which Ariel kept into a compartment. The other police car also did the same.
She unlocked Sean's handcuffs. "So sorry about that," she apologised. As a former Bavaria SEK she knows how uncomfortable handcuffs can be.
Sean coughed, crying from the stingy sensation of the pepper spray. He glared at Phineas.
"WAS THAT REALLY NECESSARY?" he complained.
Phineas shrugged. "Had to make it realistic."
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