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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Bront" data-source="post: 2871538" data-attributes="member: 19696">Chapter 1Robert Raymond entered his shop at his usual time, 6 AM sharp with a box of doughnuts in hand.  He entered the front door and locked it again, and then set the doughnuts down on a side table, and then opened the door to the back before feeling something press against the back of his head.“Don’t move, and don’t make a sound.  Drop the keys, now,” said a voice from behind.“Look man, I don’t want any trouble,” Rob said, dropping the keys.  He tries to run his head before the object presses against his head harder.“I said don’t move.  Don’t look back.  Where’s the Grease Monkey?”“What you talkin’ ‘bout man?  This is my place.  I’m the mechanic.”“No, I mean the one on your sign.”“That?  That’s just a picture.  Look, I don’t know what you’re on man but there’s some money in the safe, take it.”“I don’t want the money, I want to talk to Grease Monkey,” the voice said.  Out of the corner of Rob’s eye, he spots something like an animated robe grab a doughnut, and then hears a munching sound.“I told you, it’s just advertising.  A play on words ya know?  Grease Monkey, Mechanic, same thing.  I’m the grease monkey”Rob felt the object pull back from his head.  “You’re good at disguises then, or did you just shave?”Rob takes the opportunity to turn around, only to be confronted by Gun Monkey, who’s got a gun in one hand, and a doughnut with a few bites in it in his tail.“Gah!  What the hell?” he says, backing up against the door.“So, you’re saying that you don’t really look like that picture and aren’t in disguise?”“No man, I ain’t seen nothing like you since Planet of the Apes.”“You’ve been to one?  How can I get there?”“’Course not, it’s a movie man.  What the heck happened to you?”“Well, I guess that makes sense.  So you’re just a mechanic?  You’re the one who missed the fraying break line on that car in there?”“Yes, I’m the mechanic and… wait, what?”“Yeah, and the fuel injector’s timing was a bit off.  I assumed it wasn’t celebrated properly so I fixed it.”“I just replaced the transmission in that car for my daughter.  How’d you get to know so much about cars?”“They’re fairly simple.  Anyway, sorry about the hold up thing, I should get moving before it gets too light out.”“Wait, you got a place to go man?”And so Gun Monkey and Rob got to talking.  Rob had been looking to hire a new mechanic anyway, and already had a pit setup, so Gun Monkey could work in his pit in return for food, a place to stay, and access to all the tools he could use.  In return, Gun Monkey told Rob a little bit of his story, and told him to call him Gun Monkey.  He never explained more than just that he left the lab on unfriendly terms, but this was enough for Rob.“Just don’t bring all that stuff down on me, ok?”“Deal.  Um, you should probably get more doughnuts too. <burp>"“Great… by the way, it all right if I call you Gus?  I think it will be a bit less jarring to the customers.”Journal Entry: Day 169I met a man named Rob Raymond.  He’s letting me stay at his shop, get me food, and use his tools for me helping him work on cars.  He seems like a nice guy once he got over me looking different.  I told him my name was Gun Monkey, to honor Number Six.  He said he’d rather call me Gus, which was fine with me.</blockquote>

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