Nicky, Ricky, Dawn and Shaun a band of brothers bent like an uncoated copper wire spool. Unlike popular thought Nicky and Ricky did not get along and neither did Dawn nor Shawn. Rather it was an intersect between siblings that shew their love for each other. Nicky and Dawn the gear-heads with growing abatement to their jobs after a sudden downtrend in the Eclairaten dollar. Ricky and Shaun the yoga-hogging-tree-huggers that loved science and all things natural. However before the Duella stream they were all shocked at one thing.
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5 years ago
"What in the shit does Duella think their doing?!" Dawn shouted at the black-box television his curly black hair bobbed after throwing a wrench, barely grazing the antenna, the sliver handle prodded up by broken drywall.
The night sky , barely polluted, showed dippers and the brightest stars
Nicky's blonde crew cut turned with his head as he shrugged, his eyes turning back to his project.
"What are you on about Nicky!" Ricky shouted from the upper floor as he ran down the steps.
Shaun while tossing a frying egg responded, "He's pissed at that Gallard guy," it splattered on the counter, hot oil making him flinch.
"I mean, what he's doing isn't so bad, no actually if that method of his works, it will revolutionise the job field and many more people could get less specialised jobs ya know." Ricky stated while folding his arms.
Nicky stared around the room at his brother's dumbfounded, " Yeah sure, that would be good for most of the people without specialised jobs that are dealing waste. But you know who this is gonna serve?"
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"Oh brother." Dawn whispered as he shook his head.
"The rich people?" Shaun asked sarcastically, his eyes rolling while wiping off the now cold oil.
"That's wrong! The poor people, the rich will no longer be able to commercialise waste treatment and sell it to them for an arm and a damned intestinal wall!" Nicky shouted, a frown etched on his face, "I'll be damned, all of my hard work down the f***ing anus and I'll have nothing to show for it. I tell you today boys if I don't try to make a speciality in this new world we soon will enter, we'll be as poor as the shit coming out our asses."
All three of four brothers could agree on something, Nicky was a capitalist through and through, but maybe his words had some merit to them. Dawn in always preparing for the times, in that moment presented an idea to his brother's.
The Fecal Sucker.
A machine made by king's for king's. State-of-the-art acrylic plastic chamber with hud display to show volumetric tons of waste collected, patented vacuum specialised in pseudo-solids, adjustable nozzles for different consistencies and hardness and most importantly the suit unable to be stained because of its hydrophobic material that can help with warding of Fecal waste diseases. The idea was a hit and the brother's started working together. It took them four years. Four gruelling years.
Nicky had cut contact with his wife and they had divorced, but apparently he had become an absentee father without knowing, after three years, thankfully he was allowed visitation with his daughter.
Ricky built an active social media life for the project but in doing so, he sold out to corporate sponsors that would advertise on their channels. Most people gave up on the project after realising the channels were taking on different routes.
Dawn in knowing that even though he liked tinkering, he was mostly an artist and not an engineer so he picked up modelling, becoming quite successful so that he could give money and provide sponsorship for their project.
Shaun not wanting his brother's to be irresponsible finished up his law degree and specialised in patent laws to protect their creations and creativity. In seeing how Ricky was putting the project in jeopardy took control of the channel and cancelled a few contracts he had signed unawares.
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The present
"This is it Nicky, our heaven or hell," Dawn said while all of the brother's sat in the back of their pick up truck, a slight distance away from Adam's toilet store. They cracked beers and watched on as the news streamed, "The Duella Incident".