Sons of Sylvia Ch1
This is my first story on here, hope you enjoy. Like all the rest of my artwork it will remain clean but will have some naughty little tidbits in there for you lol. Also there will be little things hidden in the stories that I won't expect you to catch. But if you do then grats.
Sons of Sylvia Ch. 1
Chris had a another long day of free running which he has become quite great at. He has decided to finish his day off at the new Irish bar by his house. Chris noted that the bar was names Molly Malones. As he walled in he noticed that it was fairly full, not too big, just the way he liked it. As he approached the bar a large man with a nametag to match named Dave came up to take his order. "You look new here bud, what's got you here?" queried the barkeeper. Chris clearly stated "Absolutely no reason at all." "Ah, very well then, what can I get ya?" "Surprise me."
About two minutes later he got his drink. He started to take a sip when he heard a rough, slurred voice behind him, "Heya new kid, we gotsa rule 'round ere." Chris calmly responded, "Oh and what would that be friend?" The drunkard seemed taken aback by this statement and said, "Firsht of all, I ain't yer friend, and second of all the rule is ya gota buy me a beer first er pay the conshiquences." Again, Chris kept his cool knowing a drunk like this old fool could never hurt him, said, "And what if I refuse to buy you a drink?" A smirk appeared on the drunk man's face and said, "I'll make you my newest girlfriend, cmon over ere and I'll try not to go too hard on ye." Chris noted a little bit of lust in the man's voice and started formulating a plan.
After he had though out a whole scenario in a matter of seconds, he was ready. He got up from his stool and heard the drunk man's friends start cheering, "Oh boy, looks like yer guna have some fun t'night!" Chris approached the man, started to pretend to get on his knees ready for whatever was coming his way. As the man began to reach for Chris's head, he decided to make his move, with one quick strike he sucker punched the drunk right in his manhood. The drunk doubled over allowing Chris to put his free running skills to the test. He quickly jumped off into a backflip at the same time kicking the man square in the jaw, sending him into his own backflip. The man hit the back of his head on the table behind him knocking him out cold for the rest of the night.
Then, his friends weren't too happy about this, and they got up from the table ready to take on Chris. Chris had thought that this would happen, he was prepared. He allowed them to circle him, just as he had planned. Unlike the rest of them, he was still sober and had his mind still working. He heard the noise of one of the men jumping at him from behind. He swiftly jumped strait up and grabbed onto the hanging light just in time to see the man get punched right in the face by the other man that was in front where he was just at a second ago. He let go of the light and landed right on each of their heads knocking them out for the night too.
Chris then decided he should get out, he dropped some coins on the bar to pay for the drink he never had and ran out. He felt too tired to take the roofs home tonight and instead chose just to walk home.