The Flops Mafia

Crop or Flop (flop)

The city was flooded with police, like always. Hundreds of criminals pick this 'quiet' city to commit several illegal acts. Stores full of guns or diamond rings were broken into on the daily. Normally the police were fed up and decided to just let the idiots, who stole diamonds, get away safely in their dirty cars, getting them fired, but, things changed when a neon pink car pulled up outside the gun store, the boy inside was armed with a simple shank he had stolen from a roadman he previously ran over. The new police force that patrolled the area didn't let anybody suspicious get away without being searched and so they approached the bright pink car and knocked on the hot, tinted window. The boy inside rolled down the window and attempted to wipe a smirk off his face. He was tall and wore a brown v-neck jumper on top of an off-white collared shirt, and to top it all off, he wore a huge red and white mushroom on the top of his fluffy brown hair.
"Sir, are you here to purchase something from over there?" one of the officers spoke as he pointed to the store full of weapons.
"Yes you wanke- i mean- officer" the boy tried his best to stop himself from laughing before being told to step out the car and so he did.
"What's your name, young man, are you old enough to purchase from there?." asked the suspicious officer.
"Just call me Gabe, and of coursseee I'm old enough.." The officer swiftly pulled out a taser as Gabe dashed back into his pink car and sped off. Just then, a dark green car was driving down the same road as the pink car. Before both drivers had anytime to react, the two cars crashed into eachother, setting off a small fire. Gabe opened his car door and quickly rushed over to the green car, hoping he wouldn't have to pay too much for the damage he caused. "Hello?...." The tall boy knocked onto the green car that was flipped sideways.."Umm.." The green car's door finally opened. the passenger climbed out first. She had short blonde hair and wore headphones that were bigger than her head. She leaned against a lamp post as the driver of the green car jumped out.
"Martha why the fuck didn't you warn me about the fucking pink car you twat" they said. The driver's brown hair was covering their eyes. Perhaps thats one of the reasons that the crash occured. When the blonde girl named 'Martha' didn't reply, she was gifted a kick to the stomach.
"Owuh..What?? Why did you do that!??"
"twat"

An awkward silence filled the air.

"So umm...sorry about your car...this was a flop." the boy with the mushroom tried to break the silence, but had no luck, as the two others stayed quiet. Two minutes passed and Gabe was ready to get out of there. Who knows what they were planning?..

"You kinda slay, wanna join our mafia?" the other brunette spoke. Gabe was confused but replied,
"How about we tell eachother our names before we commit to a threesome x"
"What the fuck."

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Two days passed and Gabe had joined the mafia. They currently had no name for it and just called themselves 'The trio'.
"What if we call our mafia "The flops"!??" Gabe excitedly announced and looked very proud of what he had come up with.
"That's the most shit idea ever. Let's do it." The other brunette said, who, Gabe recently found out, was called Chroma.

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The Flop Mafia had been successful so far, though they were currently most wanted from the police. Chroma, being the leader of the mafia, decided it'd be an excellent idea to go rob the closest bank to a police station for a laugh.
It was 2:36am and the mafia got into their repaired cars, Martha in her own one this time. Gabe and Martha drove quickly behind Chroma as they headed to their destination. Twenty-five minutes passed and they arrived. All three flops parked their cars nearby the bank and then exited. Gabe was the first to take action, using one of his biggest guns to shoot a hole in one of the bank's windows. Without hesitation, all three flops jumped through, ignoring any glass that pierced their skins. Gabe and Martha were on the lookout with their guns ready as the bank alarm was set off and Chroma made their way to the vault with a paperclip to pick the lock to the door. As expected, the police arrived in no time, aiming their guns at the two visible people inside the bank.
"PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND DROP THE WEAPONS." an officer reported.
"Like we'd listen to you, you crusty queef." the brunette announced as Martha shot her gun at the officers while blasting 'WAP' through her headphones, an inappropriate song that the trio had claimed as theirs. The police flopped as they were each shot dead. Coincidentally, Chroma had finished stealing the best amounts of money and gold as the police were defeated and ran back to their car. Gabe and Martha quickly followed before any of the police backup arrived and they each seated back into their cars.

The Flops had arrived back to their secret base underground to find the place covered in purple and pink flowers.
"Now what the flip flop happened here?" Gabe asked and an unfamiliar voice replied
"I just thought id liven the place up a little! Anyways whats with all these ugly flags" the stranger said.
"You've broken into our base and now you're stiking up a convo- what." said Chroma
"BE WHO YOU AREEEEE FOR YOUR PR-"
"Shut the fuck up, Gabe." Chroma looked embarrassed by him.
"Those are pride flags for people who are gay and stuff. Theres a lot of them becuase I'm bisexual on Mondays, pansexual on Tuesdays, omnisexual on Wednesdays, asexual on Thurs-"
"Martha, kill yourself."
"Wait wait wait wait....HOLD IT!!....Did you fucking say...Gay?? ☠️☠️ bro.." the stranger said, with a disgusted look on his face.
"Yeah and what about it?..." Chroma readied their gun, to which the stranger panicked and said,
"S-Sorry i didn't mean to sound homophobic there...I'm actually apart of the LGBBQ community too!..I'm superstraight." with such sickening words, he looked serious with what he said. Chroma released the trigger and fired a bullet that only just missed the superstraight.
"Respectfully, get the fuck out of our base." the stranger looked surprisingly...sad?..and said
"See here's the thing...I have no where to stay and i kinda just maybe just kinda um..robbed some mid jewellery shop?..☠️" the stranger pulled out the jewells fom his pocket, "You guys are in a gang..right?" he asked,
"Ahem..Mafia*" the blonde girl corrected him.
"Yeah yeah whatever...I'm joining" demanded the stranger,
"Mate, no the fuck you aren't. Get the fuck out or we'll have to make you." threatened Chroma, "We don't even know your ugly ass name." the stranger took this as an opportunity to say..
"Why didn't you say so?? My name is Basil!" he said with a cheeky little grin.
"hFaggot name" Gabe interrupted, and recieved a cold glare from the flower boy as to say he 'isn't gay'. The Flop Mafia continued to chill out in their base, passing around money and jewellery and just having a laff x.
It had reached 4am and everyone finally decided it'd be a good idea to go to bed if they wanted to do a good job of robbing a famous restaurant nearby.

The morning sun shone brightly in the sky, yet nobody in the mafia were able to see it as their base was down below the "ground. Basil didn't like this fact as he was desperate to help his plants to grow again and plants need a lot of sunlight.
"Chroma!! Why did you decide to build below the ground??!! That's dumb! How am i supposed to grow my precious flowers.."
"Suck it up. This place was only meant for Martha and I, It's already cramped with you and Gabe living here now.."Chroma fought back.
"See!! It's cramped!! Meaning we should create a new base!! And we could all have our own bedrooms and bathrooms and windows..! How about we just buy a mansion??" A smug look grew on Basils face.
"Cut it out, faggot." Basil looked offended.
"I AM NO FA-".......

The restaurant was insanely busy. The Mafia decided to enjoy their time at the pizza place before making an attack.
As they walked in, a pretty blonde girl, who appeared to be working there, approached them.
"Hello there! My name is Isabella, but you can call me Izzy for short! Table for four?" Izzy asked them.
"That would be great, thanks." Gabe and Chroma spoke in sync.
"Okay, follow me this way!" Izzy led them to a big table with four chairs beside a window. Chroma and Gabe took a seat by the window as Martha and Basil sat next to them.
"So what drinks would you all like?" Izzy asked another question once again, "If you're not sure, the lemonade here is insanley good!"
"Cock." Answered Chroma.
"Eh?...Sorry, do you mean coke?" Izzy replied puzzled but her question was answered with a small nod and a smile.
"Do you have monster cans here?" Martha (the ultimate faggot) asked.
"Im afraid not, we may have a similar fizzy drink though?" Martha considered the offer yet declined.
"Sorry no thanks, its not quirky if its fake." An awkward silence grew over the five of them but was interrupted by kids running around screaming.
"Sir, what would you like?" Izzy asked the boy with the mushroom as a hat.
"Ah, just a simple apple juice please" he smiled.
"OH OH ME TOO ME TOO I FUCKING LOVE APPLE JUICE!!!" Basil screamed, and Izzy let out a small laugh.
"Okay I'll get those as quick as I can for you!" Izzy placed two food menus in the middle of the table. "While i do so, feel feee to decide on a meal you would like." She said as she walked away, leaving the four to decide.

"We should invite her to the mafia..." Whispered Basil..
"We can't just invite everyone we see, you cracky bitch" Gabe whispered back.

The mafia ended up convincing (tricking) Izzy to join the mafia. It was worded a little something like this..

"Hey, you seem really nice..Would you like to join our um...friendgroup?..."
"Sure i'd love to! you all seem cool anyways"

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I got an ickle bit lazy sorry and wanted to finsih this chapter already....This was just the chapter of how they all met and shiii, the rest of the chapters are gonna be sort of like oneshots ^_^

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