Clean Up The Mess!

“What the hell are you waiting for, you bastards?! Shoot this phony soldier now!” Matt shouted, hoping he could incite the soldiers his father had sent.

“Captain, your orders?!” the soldier next to Ernest demanded.

Ernest and Zach had been locked in a stare for nearly a minute. He knew he had to make a decision now.

“Lower your weapons! We’re leaving!” Ernest finally commanded.

The soldier next to him and the others looked shocked, but they obeyed Ernest without question.

Without another word, Ernest turned on his heel and left the room. The other soldiers followed him.

Matt stood there, dumbfounded, unable to believe that his father’s men had just ignored him. This was the first time one of his commands had been disobeyed, and it left him shaken.

“Y-y-you...” he stammered.

He was so shaken that it was all he could manage to say.

“So, what now? Got any more tricks up your sleeve?” Zach mocked, flashing Matt a condescending smile.

Matt stared at Zach, his mouth open and his hands tremb