Meat: Woah, Easy there. Put the gun down.
Nikita: You think I'm scared of some Guido thinking he's playing hero?
Michael: No, but you should be more worried about the Browning Citori in my hands. This thing is loaded with Buckshot and can shoot the fleas off a dog's back at 50 yards, and it's pointing straight at your head!
Nikita: This is My Turf Pal!
Michael: Well it's outside my Pizza Shop! So maybe move your turf somewhere else.
Meat: This Ain't worth it. Let's just bail.
Nikita:....Fine....You got lucky this time you Gambino Punk. But next time I see you, I'm going to make a Pizza with your Blood as the sauce.
*The Two young men start running off*
Michael: Well if I ever see you again I'll...um...Turn you're....guts into...vodka....Nope, that didn't work. I should of quit while I was ahead.
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*Michael Then rushes to the Girl on the ground, as she is sitting, covering up her bare chest with her knees*
Micahel: Hey, are you okay? They didn't do anything to you did they?
*Matilda is still in tears, as she brings her knees closer into her* No...Just...I was so scared.
Michael: I was too. But your Safe now.
Matilda: Thank you...You really were my Guardian Angel tonight.
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Michael: Glad to help...Also Glad I didn't have to use this.
Matilda: *looking at the shotgun* Would you have?
Michael: If I wasn't bluffing because I don't know how to use this thing, yeah.
*Mia can't help but laugh a bit at Michael. which seeing her smile lit up Michael's world.*
Michael: I'm Michael by the way. Miachel Salieri.
Matilda: Matilda Potter....I think I've seen you at our church a few times.
Michael: Oh yeah, I guess we have met before...
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*Michael reminded himself when looking at Matilda that her shirt was destroyed, as she was covering herself.*
Michael: Oh Um...Here, Let me get you a shirt.
*Michael lowers his arms towards the bottom of his shirt*
Matilda: You don't have to give me yours....
*However her brain stops working as soon as Michael strips as she looks down at his toned chest and abs.*
Matilda:
Sweet baby Jesus.
Michael: What was that?
Matilda: Nothing. *She says looking away*
Michael: I have spares inside the Shop, so it's okay, take it.
Matilda: Thank you...for everything. *She blushes as she takes his shirt, preparing to put it on.
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Matilda put on his shirt, which is oversized on her, but does best at covering her chest. The two are interrupted, when Tony rushes out to Michael, very much out of breath from running.
Tony: Michael...*wheeze* are you....*wheezing* Okay? God I'm out of shape.
Michael: I'm fine Dad.
Tony: Well hope you Are! You run back into the Shop and take the Loaded Shotgun with you. Your Mother was having a heart attack!
Matilda: It was my fault, sir. *She says, feeling guilty about the drama this caused*
Michael: No, it wasn't your fault. Matilda here was being mugged by two guys. They already tore her shirt to shreds, if I was even a minute later, who knows what they would of done.
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*Tony is collecting his breath. While he is down, he Picks up the shotgun, and something else on the ground*
Tony: That was smart thinking Michael. I'm glad you two are safe. Well...Matilda was it? Let's bring you into the shop. Have a Cannoli on the house and we can call your Parents.
Matilda: Thank you Sir.
Tony: Also Michael. I know we haven't really gone over Gun training before, for a good reason, but if a Shotgun is already loaded, Racking it ejects the shell. *He says holding the still live shell from the ground.
Michael:...You mean I unloaded it?
Tony: Michael, I love you, but you can be a real Salame at times. Thank God your bluff worked.
*Matilda can't help but laugh at this scene, as Tony brings these two back into the shop*
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*Some time had passed. Michael, despite some major protest, did leave the store eventually to finish the cummings order. Leaving Matilda to be with Tony and Maria. Matilda felt safe with them, but she was just waiting until her mother could come to pick her up.*
Tony: Where is your Mother? You called her 45 minutes ago, and we can't keep the shop open forever.
Maria: Tony! You're upsetting her.
Tony:....*sigh* Sorry....Just anxious is all.
Matilda: I'm sorry...My Mom is a Nurse. She works long hours. She told me she would leave to see me.
Maria: Sweetie, there is nothing to apologize for. Your Mom has a tough job. You can stay with us as long as you need to.
Tony: Yeah. We'll treat you like Family as long as you are under our wing.
Matilda: You two are so kind. Thank you.
*As if the timing couldn't be better, Mia rushes into the Pizza Store*
Mia: Matilda! Oh Thank God! *She says rushing to her*
Matilda: Mom! *She says as she rushes to Mia, hugging her and burrying her head into her.*
Mia: I came as soon as I could. Please tell me, are you hurt?
Matilda: I'm fine Mom. Thank you.
*Mia looks to Tony and Maria, who smile at the sight*
Mia: Thank you for watching over my daughter for me. I'm indebted to you.
Maria: It was actually our Son Micahael that Saved her.
Tony: Yeah, Michael was the one with quick thinking that got her out of that situation. He isn't here right now but We can pass the message down.
Matilda: He really was my guardian angel tonight. *Matilda Blushes, as she thinks About how she is still wearing his shirt.*
Mia: Well I should thank him personally with Dinner sometime...But Right now we should head to the Police station. We should report this.
*Tony immedeately shows hesitation. He knows it's the right thing to do, but his natural distrust still makes him wince at referencing the police*
Tony: Yeah...You probably should...but you think they will do anything about this.
Mia: Well My father is the Chief of Police, so I'm certain this will be taken seriously.
Tony: Oh, You're Harold's Girl! Yeah, me and Harold go back. Well if you see him, tell him Tony said Hi.
Mia: Again, Thank you for looking after Matilda. We'll need to get together for a thank you.
Matilda: Yeah. I'd love to see you again.
Tony: Well our door is always open.
*Mia and Matilda leave the shop as Tony and Maria say goodbye.*
Tony: Matilda must get it from her Father's side.
Maria: TONY!
Tony: I'm just saying. I can understand why I caught Michael catching glimpses.
Maria: Men. *She rolls her eyes*
**A Few hours Later, Mia took Matilda to the Police station to write a police report.**
Officer: Can you please describe what happened?
Matilda: Of course....Well...I was walking to the hospital...
Officer: From where?
Matilda: Oh, sorry. The Beach. I was hanging out with a friend. Anyway I wanted to Walk to the hospital to see my Mom. She works as a nurse so I don't get to see her durring the day, so I sometimes stop to say hi and talk to her if she is working a late shift. Well I crossed the Street and that's when...they came. They cornered me. It was 2 men around my age, I think.
Officer: Can you please describe the men?
Matilda: One guy had Black hair, Pale skin. I think he was Russian, he spoke with a mild accent. He was in a black Track suit. He was armed with a knife...Then there was the other guy. He was Big tall muscular guy. His hair was shaved, but he have a Dark colored Mustache, but it was light and wispy.
Officer: I see. Any other details you can remember?
Matilda: Um...The big Guy's name was Meat. Or at least that's what they called him.
Officer: Meat...intresting name.
Matilda: And they....sorry....They threatened me to give them money. But when I told them I didn't have any the...the smaller one tore my shirt open with his knife. The other guy helped.....It was then that I was saved by Michael Salieri.
Officer: He being?
Matilda: The son of Tony and Maria, the people who runs the Pizza shop.
Officer: I see. What happened next?
Matilda: The Two guys ran off. They headed towards the beach but ran around the corner.
Officer: I see...Thank you Ms. Potter, I should get this in our systems, and we will search for these culprits.
Matilda: Thank you, Officer.
*Outside the Police Station*
Mia: So how did it go?
Matilda: The Officer told me that they will be processing the report and they will be on the look out.
Mia: See. Not so hard, was it.
Matilda: I guess...I just have a bad feeling in my gut for some reason.
Mia: I know...I feel horrible that I wasn't there to protect you. I couldn't even get out of work soon enough when you did call me.
Matilda: Mom, it's not your fault.
Mia: It might not be, but I'm your mother, we need to do something about it...I know I said I was going to get you a Cellphone for college, but I think I'm going to get you that gift early, for emergencies like this one.
Matilda: Really? Thanks Mom....I just hope that this feeling of uneasiness will go away.
Mia: It will. Summerville's best are on the case Sweety. Trust the system.
**Inside the Police Station**
Ronda: An armed Black, Pale hair (Bleach blonde), Prussian (German) man with a accent wearing a Black Suit, and a Big Large Bald Man with Light (Blonde) colored Mustache named "Neet"?
Officer: Is there a Problem, Sergeant
Ronda: No, I'm just expecting expecting a Mariachi band at this point reading this report.
Officer: I wrote it as I heard it, Sergeant.
Ronda: Fine. Our Shift is nearly over. Put this in File and then you can Head home Jones. Also, just a FYI, the Internet is down again, so You will have to manually file the report. Put in in the Drawer
Officer: Yes, Sergeant.
*The Officer gets into the Car. Throwing the File inside to the Passenger seat as the engines rev*
Officer: Maddie, the Door is Jammed!
Maddie: Matias! go Open the door for your father!
*As the Door Opens, Officer Jones, walks into the Trailer, as he takes in a breath. Here he no longer is a Cop...Officer Jones can just be Dexter again.*
Dexter: How you doing Meat?
Meat: Doing good Dad.
Dexter: Where's your Mom? I heard her earlier.
Meat: Getting dressed for her shift
*The Woman can be heard from the Bedroom*
Maddie: DEXTER HIS NAME IS MATIAS! It's Bad enough that Nikitta Kid calls him that!
Dexter: THAT'S ONLY BECAUSE YOU WOULDN'T ALLOW ME TO LEGALLY NAME HIM MEAT!
Meat: Just ignore her Dad. Anything happen at work.
Dexter: Not much. Just the way I like it. Didn't get in trouble did you?
Meat: Well I didn't get caught.
Dexter: That's my boy. Like I taught you.
(The Plot Thickens!)