[M.O.M]

JK walked out of the shop and started to stomp his way towards the rifle range. After about ten minutes he found it, he walked in...it was a grey room which only had 3 sligs in it:

A popper
A flying
A BigBro

Jk walked to an empty stall and pulled out his guns, the flying slig and the popper walked to him and were in a state of awe.

"Woah heavy equipment" Chuckled the flying slig
"Show us what they can do then!" Snapped the popper who sounded quite Impatient.

JK aimed and fire, the bullets ripped through the wooden target (which was shaped like a mud),

"Anything else" yawned the popper,

JK fired a grenade at the second target,

"Im still not impress.......zzz....zzz" JK had shot the slig with a tranquilliser.

JK turned around to see the BigBro walking out, JK had a strange sense of Dejá vu, he walkede out and stared at the BigBro then he realised...the slig had one hand! "There goes Ugly!" he thought..he checked the clock and slowly made his way to his Night Patrol!