… techs do drastic things.
With a shaky hand but a stoic demeanor, Jake put down a wad of money on the table. Pooch counted it and wrote down the total on his sheet of paper. Glancing at the number, Clay raised an eyebrow.
"How did you get so much in just two days? Don't get me wrong, I'm glad that we're getting even closer to our total goal, but I am curious."
Jake paled. "I don't want to talk about it." Then he walked out of the room.
Clay almost let the matter drop but finally decided that his behavior was too unusual to ignore so he went after him. He found Jake in the living room, sitting by the window. His head was turned towards it, but he wasn't really looking at anything."I'd like to know, Jake."
The tech didn't turn around to answer. "I really don't want to tell you. Or anyone. It's too…" he shuddered. "…horrible. Disgusting even."
"Did you steal the money? Or hurt someone to get it?" was Clay's first guess, although he didn't see Jake doing either thing.
"No. It's even worse. I'm defiled. I'm ashamed. I've dirtied my very soul!"
"You didn't. Not for money."
Jake curled up into a ball. "No. It's infinitely bigger than that. And I am not telling you."
No matter how much Clay tried to pry the information, Jake wouldn't say a word. It was when Cougar came back that he was able to find out the truth. He demanded that, if Cougar knew, that he tell him what had happened. But the sniper said it wasn't his place to tell. But he would help get it out of Jake.
"Your sister will tell if you don't do it first," he told Jake as he stepped into the living room.
Jake whipped around so fast he nearly tripped over his own feet. His eyes were wide, but he rapidly looked down at the floor.
"It was a dare. One my sister made last week. I flat out refused at that time, but then we needed the money so badly and I couldn't figure out how to make it in such short notice. So I went to see her and accepted the dare. I. I-" he finished the sentence too fast to be understandable.
"I installed Windows Vista! And I have to keep it for two weeks! Two!"
Clay rolled his eyes. "You'll survive."
"How can you say that? I most certainly won't!"
A/N: I don't know how good/bad Vista is. I just used it in here because when I was buying my new laptop a few years back, a few friends I talked to told me to "Stay away from Vista", "Don't touch Vista", "If you see Vista sprinkle it with Holy Water"… oh, ok I admit it, I made up that last quote, lol. But still shows the sentiment I felt when people talked to me about it.
Oh, and I've been reminded…
Disclaimer: I don't own Microsoft or Vista or whatever else I should be mentioning. This is purely for entertainment purposes and I don't make any money from this. And while I'm at it, I don't think I mentioned on this fic yet that I don't own the Losers or the characters and I also use them simply for entertainment and not for any money-making.
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