Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes

16. Sweet Revenge

‘What!’ He choked on the muffin. It was as if these words were thorns in his throat.

‘It’s the least you can do after I gave you all my food.’ They were now whispering loudly.

‘That’s no excuse. This is Thomas Bradley we’re talking about; he’ll snap both our necks like pencils.’

‘Come on, Simon, are you a man or a girl? We’re best friends and best friends watch each other’s backs.’

He was now silent, still holding a third of the muffin between his center and forefinger in one hand, waving it like a calm ocean tide on a windy day as if he was pondering over it. ‘I don’t know,’ he finally spoke, doubt clearly in his voice.

‘Don’t worry,’ he assured him, ‘the plan doesn’t involve us jumping on him from behind and beating him up.’

‘That makes a…’ he massaged his throat, ‘a neck relieving kind of sense.’

‘Besides, it’s a simple plan, that’s why we’re putting it into action tomorrow.’

‘What do I have to do?’ He threw the last of the muffin into his mouth.

‘Come