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The request:
The Bad Touch Trio is bored. They decide a vacation would be wonderful (and very much deserved), but they don't have any money... So they rob a bank, thereby ending the boredom problem and the money problem. Romano drives the gettaway car.
What they do with the money is totally up to you.
Bonus: They rob an American bank, and America chases them throughout the fic (because cops and robbers is fun).
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The first (and most obvious) fact was that the criminals all wore uniforms and full-face Venetian masks during their crimes, with some variation from one robbery to the next. Not only did the use of the masks secure their anonymity, but it also acted as a part of the gang's M.O.
Unfortunately, the highly-recognizable attire also led to copycats… which, in turn, led to the second (and lesser known) fact: the Venetian robbers used codenames. While it was conceivable that the nature of their aliases could have been leaked to the general public, the feds had at least tried to keep them under wraps. Copycats that knew of the peculiar names were few and extremely far between, so it was, for all intents and purposes, fairly easy to distinguish which crimes were perpetrated by the gang and which crimes were not ( ... )
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There were three very important facts to consider in the case of the so-called "Venetian Robberies," and right now, Alfred was considering them very hard. The use of Venetian masks and military dress. The codenames, with an unnamed leader wearing an Iron Cross.
Alfred had been too late to catch the thieves-the restraints they'd left him in had been well-tied, and it had taken longer than he would have preferred to fish a knife from his pocket to cut at them-but he'd emerged from the bank just in time to hear the ringleader yell, "What the hell, Italy? You could've killed us!"
And Italy. The getaway driver ( ... )
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Lovino headed for his room, keeping the phone pressed firmly against his ear. "I don't know. A month or two, maybe. And an alibi for this morning."
"Nessun problema. You were helping me with the restaurant all morning," Big Tony replied as Lovonio hefted a suitcase out of his closet. "You still know the way here ( ... )
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And Antonio wasn't the only one who was oblivious. Francis's gaze landed on Gilbert, who was leaning forward over Antonio's shoulder; the Spaniard had climbed into the front passenger seat hours ago. "You don't want to do that," Gilbert was saying now. "This trip would be a hundred percent less awesome without me here."
Lovino spat a string of obscenities and swerved the car hard, throwing Gilbert back into his seat.
"S' ( ... )
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YOU'VE MADE MY DAY COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY AWESOME ♥
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It seems that the bad touch trio's robbing the bank for the first time, yet Alfred has been at the "Venetian Robbers" for 1 year, and said group has also done many similar robberies since 2 years ago.
Did I miss something, or are the bad touch trio just that lucky/unlucky in mimicking the Venetian Robberies by accident?
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As for the rest, you didn't miss anything; all will be revealed in time. I don't want to give things away too soon, you know! ;)
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(also, I'm slightly embarrassed to say that I was happy that Alfred might be meeting Arthur because of the car. ^^;;;)
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Lovino remembered him vaguely from childhood as being something of an oddity, but the man he'd known back then had seemed much taller, though he'd already been every bit as bald at the time. He'd come to the United States from Sicily (supposedly) when Lovino had been a toddler and had, surprisingly, managed to avoid deportation as an illegal alien ever since. If he'd ever had a visa in the first place, it had expired ages ago.
"Nice car," Big Tony remarked when Lovino climbed out of the black Porsche. The trio of tagalongs piled out a moment later.
Lovino shrugged, feeling vaguely irritated by the comment; the car was German. "Only thing I got from grandpa," he said gruffly. His unfortunate talent as a pickpocket did not count as inheritance in his mind, no matter how well his grandfather had taught him and how well his quick hands were suited to it. Feliciano had all the good talents, anyway: he was good at art and music, and he was a better cook ( ... )
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"This is all your fault," the Mini's owner, one Arthur Kirkland, stated.
When he'd requested permission to chase after the lead of the Mini, he was already pretty sure it had been stolen by the robbers. He was also pretty sure that there had been something familiar about it, something that was tugging at his memory and wouldn't let him relax until he'd gotten to the bottom of it. If he'd realized that what was so familiar about the car was the fact that it was Arthur-"bloody"-Kirkland's, he would have left well enough alone. He would have never chased the lead, and then he would have never ended up in this situation.
"How is it my fault?" he protested, his voice sounding a little squeaky to his own ears. Damn Arthur for making him sound nervous. He wasn't nervous ( ... )
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He'd decided to make the most of it, starting by ignoring them.
"So, this Tony guy," Gilbert said.
"Big Tony," Lovino amended offhandedly. He cursed a moment later; he was supposed to be ignoring the idiots, and that meant ignoring their stupid questions, too.
"Right, Big Tony. He a relative or something?"
Lovino kept his mouth shut.
"Your uncle, perhaps?" Francis suggested.
Antonio laughed. "Oh, I know! He's a cousin, right?"
He could feel his blood pressure rising. "No, he's not a relative!" Lovino snapped, glaring at the trio, or Antonio. Mostly Antonio. "He's not my uncle, and he's not my goddamn cousin. He's just a friend of the family ( ... )
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If it hadn't been for the fact that he'd sworn on his grandfather's grave that he'd never let himself get drawn into the mafia business, by the end of the first full day cooped up in the basement Lovino would have gladly murdered someone. His only reprieve from idiocy had been when Big Tony asked him to help in the kitchen, but then Antonio had come along and offered to help as well ( ... )
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Apparently the agent had forgotten that Arthur still had a key for "Old Reliable," or he'd never have let the files out of his sight.
He flipped through the pages quickly, studying them with narrowed eyes. It seemed there were three important facts to the case, but Arthur was less concerned with identifying the robbers involved as the serial perpetrators than he was with the timing of it all. Alfred had only been undercover on this case since last year, but he'd disappeared from Arthur's life nearly three years ago…
The file said nothing, unfortunately, about what Alfred had been doing other than his year undercover, and even that was vague and mostly full of mundane details about his fellow employees at ( ... )
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Oh ho, I like the way where this is going, anon. And I'm loving the tiny Spain/Romano hints that keep showing up.
Keep up the brilliant work. o;
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