Sometimes, people go to bed and everything is well and good in the universe... Then they wake up and some scroungy mercenary on a flying motorcycle is raiding their fridge. Well, that's what happened to several people last night. Slobo was never one to say please or thank you, more "You need to get better grub." He sat in at the edge of the Dolphin tank in Seaworld with what he refered to as "The Feast Sandwich" which was a loaf of bread that he had hollowed out and stuffed with eggs, a whole chicken, bacon, nacho cheese, potato salad, a half eaten rogan josh, someones Burrito that they hadn't been allowed to finish and all topped with Nutella. He took a loud, crunching bite out of it as his titanium hard teeth easily overpowered to bones and egg shells. He swallowed. "Hmmm... Could use mayo..." he muttered. He then saw a Dolphin nudge the edge of his boot. "Good boy." he smiled at it. Dolphins were the only creatures that he liked and respected. At that point, he heard footsteps behind him as a S.W.A.T. team closed in around him.
"HANDS IN THE AIR KID!!!" they yelled. He didn't take much notice of them.
"Yo, nerds, I'm tryin' ta eat." he mumbled. They then fired a warning shot into the air. "Hey, I don't come into your house and bother you when you're eatin', do I?" he asked. He then saw that one of the members was the man he had stolen the Burrito from. "Ok, maybe I do, but that was different." he said before taking another bite. He then slung his rifle around and put it next to him. One of the men then fired a shot at him and the contents of his sandwitch was sprayed across the tank. Slobo closed his eyes before getting up and cracking his neck. "Now... That wasn't the smartest move of your life." he said pulling the rifle up. "You geeks have till the count of frag to get the hell out of my face." he said. They then opened fire at him, but he wasn't known as the Top Teen for nothing. Charging forwards, through the hail of bullets, he kneed him hard in the gut before flipping over him and thrusting his legs out in a sideways splits to kick two different S.W.A.T. agents of them in the face.
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Several minutes later:
Slobo sat atop a pile of the S.W.A.T. team, eating the remains of his sandwich. "Call uncle!" he yelled to them. There was a collective groan from among them. "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!" There was a second groan that sounded like the word Uncle from them. "Well, I think you nerds have learned your lesson." he said, getting off of them and walking away. He put his fingers to his lips and blew out a long, loud whistle. A few minutes later, a flying motorcycle swooped in and he jumped on it before flying away towards the city, looking for more fun things to do.