Sara and Big Papa are in a car. Big Papa is stopped behind a street with a view of a bank. He looks at his watch and notices the security car drive away.
Big Papa: Fuck doesn't look like they're carrying it today.
Sara: What are you FAT ASS, look look looking for?
Big Papa: I can't tell you now, it needs to be on the down-low. But it's for my plan to take over the Boronto drug trade.
Sara: Why don't we just follow the car and rob them?
Sara takes out her nine.
Big Papa: Play it, kool, girl.
Big Papa looks at his joint as it goes out. He moves over to Sara and starts to look into the glovebox. There is nothing in the glovebox.
Big Papa: Shit, Sara got any cash on you?
Sara checks her pockets and doesn't find anything.
Sara: I must have spent it on FAT ASSED BITCHES. I mean, I spent it on groceries.
Big Papa: Shitttt, this bank would be hard to rob. How about we hit up a Mac-Dons?
Sara: Why are you BIG BONED WILLY? Ummm, hungry?
Big Papa: It might be the weed. Mama raised me right. I know that shit. Oh, that was your Tourettes, right?
Sara: Yeaaa, my Tourettes, FAT SHIT
Big Papa and Sara drive to a Mac-dons literally a block down the street.
Big Papa: Get strapped
Sara: Were going to rob a BIG FAT HOE? Mac Maccc Mac-Dons?.
They both grab their nines and put their ski masks on. They run into the Mac-dons, and Big Papa fires a warning shot. All the customers start to scream.
Big Papa: Don't panic, people. Stay in your seats, and no one gets hurt.
Sara: Yeah, What this DIPSHIT said.
Sara rounds up the customers and puts them in a corner. Big Papa moves to the cashier. Then Sara and Big Papa both aim their guns at Amaran.
Big Papa: Give us the cash now or someone will die.
Amaran: Okay, Okay, Okay, good day. Calm down. I give cash. (Broken English. Recently came from India to Toronto)
Big Papa: DO YOU EVEN SPEAK ENGLISH? HAND ME THE CASH
Amaran starts to get extremely scared. Amaran starts to pee his pants. Big Papa can see the fear in his eyes. Amaran starts to grab the cash. You hear sirens in the distance.
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Amaran: OH NOO. I PEE.
Sara: Aww, the little man took a wee-wee.
Amaran starts to hold the spot. Amaran looks extremely embarrassed, holding the pee spot with one hand and grabbing the cash with the other.
Sara: Hurray up. BEND OVER, PEGGY.
Amaran: So you want me to grab the cash and bendie over?
Amaran turns around and starts to bend over. Pee is leaking out of his leg
Big Papa: No, we just want the cash nigga. What are you doing? She has Tourette's syndrome.
Amaran: What is Tourettes? So if I bend over and give cash. I no get Tourettes?
Sara: HOOKER.
Amaran: So you whore? I pay you then?
Big Papa: I'm going to kill this idiot. I swear to God. Hand over the cash now.
As this is happening, a black Jamaican Rastafarian man walks into the Mac-dons. With blood-shot eyes and is smoking a fat blunt
Marley: Bloodclut, I just wanted some happi meals. Takes a puff from his blunt
Marley walks over to Big Papa with the gun.
Marley: Are you in line, brethren?
Big Papa: WERE ROBBING A FUCKING STORE, NIGGA ARE YOU BLIND?
Big Papa points the gun at Marley
Big Papa: Hand me that blunt.
Marley: Better pass it back, brethren.
Marley hands the blunt to Big Papa. Big Papa takes a hit then gives it back.
Marley: Bummbaclut, man, why you be robbing the store now? Can you hurry up and ting. Me daughter wants a happi meal.
Police Arrive at the scene and surround the Mac-Dons.
Police(on speaker): Please put down your weapons and leave the Mac-Dons with your hands up in the air.
Sara panics and shoots Amaran in the leg.
Amaran: FUCK, MY LEG.
Amaran drops the cash and falls to the ground. A bunch of police storm the Mac-Dons, and Big Papa gets shot in the arm. He jumps over the counter of the Mac-dons, and Sara gives him cover fire. They kill all the cops after a massive fire-fight and the scene ends.