Plotting Revenge

Malone.

Sam.

Backup.

The three of them were tied for top place on his `To be killed slowly and painfully' list at the moment.

Sam and Backup may be currently clutching each other for support, pissing themselves laughing at his expense, but he could do this.

Being undercover as a student in an amateur drag ballet company (they really *did* exist), wearing a bright pink feathered tutu was nothing compared to some of the things he'd had to do before.

This was easy...

Thud.

Backside intimately acquainted with the floor.

More laughter.

This was humiliating...

They were going to *die*.