Fisk had been shopping around with his Commandramon, looking for presents for the Wilybots. So far the shopping hadn't been going so well, and then came the Billys. The feline took cover quickly, hiding with his partner behind a shelf of books. Signaling to his partner, he sent her around to the other side of the shelf, making sure they two had both ends covered. She pulled out her M-16 assassin and he materialized the same weapon out of his D-Reader. It seemed today was going to be more eventful then he thought.
The Billy's were oblivious to Fisk and his partner as they set about ransacking and looting the place, Greed seals burning pleasantly on their foreheads like Christmas bulbs.
Fisk darted out from behind the bookshelf and over towards a lone Billy, looting one of the many other bookshelves. He covered the butt of his M-16 Assassin in camo green digisoul and whopped the Billy on the back of his head, hoping to knock the thief out.
Now that Fisk had their attention, he darted away from the unconscious Billy, running into an aisle of bookshelves. He hoped they would follow and leave any other customers alone.
Billy was not terribly intelligent in any sense of the word, and so they rushed forward leaving a couple behind to guard the hostages they had been hassling.
Fisk runs out of the bookshelves, signaling Commandramon with a nod. She quickly pulls out a DCD Bomb and throws it at the approaching Billys. The bomb goes off, causing the bookshelves to topple. Fisk hoped it would cause a domino affect. That would be the perfect cover he needed to take out the other Billys.
The Billy's flew and were knocked over by bookshelves vanishing as they were crushed under the book pile.
But unfortunately as the dust and papers settled...even more red jumpsuit clad villains were appearing out of thin air drawing their blasters and opening fire.
Fisk took off running, Commandramon following him. The two jumped over the cashier's counter and took cover. Both popped up and opened fire of the Billys. It seemed there was no other option but fighting, Fisk just wanted to know how the hell they all kept appearing out of nowhere.
The gunfire managed to wound and dissipate a few of the red clad thieves while the rest dove for cover and popped out shooting back with heat blasters tearing into the counter.
"Yeehaw! This is more fun then shooten fish in a bucket!"
Fisk's eyes widened hearing the Billy's voices, they were from the South too? The feline and his partner ducked when the red thieves opened fire on the counter, popping back up again and returning fire.
"What state you boys from?!" Fisk asked, using the accent he had long dropped, good ol' Georgia accent.
Fisk ducked behind the counter again, but he was still going to talk, maybe he could distract them enough for this plan to work.
"Texas AND California? Darn, them some opposite homes. I'm from good old Georgia myself! Any of you got family in Georgia?"
Commandramon was still firing at the Billy's, hoping that Fisk's sudden strange behavior was part of some plan and not him going crazy from homesickness.
More and more Billy's began to form increasing the amount of fire chipping away at the counter. A beam burned through completely nearly hurting the heroic duo.
"No ya idiot." One yelled back, "We was born in Texas."
"Don't be insulting Georgia," Fisk called out as me materialized a stun grenade from his D-Reader. He pulled the pin and threw it as hard he could, the metal bomb landing right at one of the Billy's feet,
"I have some damn strong state pride!" Commandramon ducked as the flash bang went of. She couldn't believe he'd use one of those over some debate about a state.
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That immediately brought the attention of several other Billy's in the area.
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But unfortunately as the dust and papers settled...even more red jumpsuit clad villains were appearing out of thin air drawing their blasters and opening fire.
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"Yeehaw! This is more fun then shooten fish in a bucket!"
"Ya got that right Billy!"
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"What state you boys from?!" Fisk asked, using the accent he had long dropped, good ol' Georgia accent.
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"Texas." On called while another added, "And California."
They didn't stop firing though, that just wouldn't be fun.
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"Texas AND California? Darn, them some opposite homes. I'm from good old Georgia myself! Any of you got family in Georgia?"
Commandramon was still firing at the Billy's, hoping that Fisk's sudden strange behavior was part of some plan and not him going crazy from homesickness.
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"No ya idiot." One yelled back, "We was born in Texas."
"We live in California."
"Pft. Georgia." Another snorted.
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"I have some damn strong state pride!" Commandramon ducked as the flash bang went of. She couldn't believe he'd use one of those over some debate about a state.
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