Another day, another kill…<br/><br/>The assassination of Haruto69 earned Kimmy a hefty payout of 80,000 LBs which actually wasn’t a lot considering she killed a “highly-skilled” assassin who was good enough to be in the UAA. But considering tax and the amount of money it took to keep the UAA off her back took a lot out of the paycheck, it was to be expected. Sure, there were plenty of better jobs she could be doing, but messing up the rankings of the UAA and annoying Sylvia (?) was one of Kimmy’s favorite hobbies.<br/><br/>Of course, the assassination of Haruto69 was only the first thing on Kimmy’s to-do list for today. There was some shopping to do downtown, as Jeane was running out of cat food and Kimmy needed more motorcycle wax for the Schpeltiger II. She needed to buy a new cloak to replace the one that was lost in this morning’s assassination gig as well. She needed to pay Naomi for the rent on the Schpeltiger I, and then there was the matter of Haruto69’s stronghold that she needed to take care of as soon as possible… But before all of that could be done, a stop at home was in order.<br/><br/>Kimmy drove the Schpeltiger I through the streets of Santa Destroy and towards the city’s trademark flag, towering above the No More Heroes motel. She entered the cramped parking lot and parked her motorcycle next to the Schpeltiger II, which hadn’t been driven since Travis’ arrest. The motorcycle gleamed beautifully in the sunlight, even though it’s been a week since its last waxing. Kimmy usually waxed it every week so it would be in tip-top shape when Travis was released from prison. She also dusted his figures, cleaned his clothes, reorganized his wardrobe and beam katana collection, as well as vacuumed his floors and repaired any damage that existed in the apartment. It was the least she could do for Travis the Great!<br/><br/>After dismounting the Schpeltiger I Kimmy headed up the stairs and to her apartment door, which was conveniently right next to Travis’ apartment. When she put the key in the lock however, she sensed something was amiss. Her eyes glanced at her left towards Travis’ apartment door, and noticed that it was slightly ajar. Kimmy moved towards the door, observing her surroundings for any sign of a break in. She discovered nothing upon reaching the door, other than the fact that she accidentally left the key in the lock. How could she be so careless?<br/><br/>Kimmy’s hand reached for the doorknob, but suddenly stopped when she heard the content purring of Jeane coming from the bedroom. And, moving closer to the door and listening closely, she could hear the sigh of what was unmistakably belonging to a human man ((that sentence sounded off. Real sorry)). At first Kimmy thought it was an intruder, and was prepared to burst into the room with her beam katana until a more realistic explination struck her.<br/><br/>“No… It can’t be!”<br/><br/>Kimmy quietly backed away from the door and rushed to her apartment. She swung the door open and lunged for the computer, which was a few feet away from the entrance. Kimmy’s fingers flew across the keyboard as she logged onto the “Official Travis the Great Internet Fan Club” website as the administrator. She then connected a long black cord coming out of her wall into the computer and clicked the “start feed” from the main menu of the website. It only took a few seconds for pictures of Travis the Great’s apartment to pop up on the screen, showing his living room, bathroom, and bedroom at different angles. It was a good thing Kimmy decided to hook up some hidden cameras in Travis the Great’s apartment while he was gone…Great for both surveillance and spying on her idol!<br/><br/>And there on the bed laid Travis Touchdown in all of his glory. The man hadn’t changed a bit since KImmy last saw him, but she could tell that he was more amazingly amazing than he was three years ago (if that was even possible!). His spiky black hair, his sexy shades, his red hot jacket… It was all just so much better than before.<br/><br/>Kimmy’s whole body trembled at the sight of her idol. “OMG… OMG…” she began to mutter. “OMG! OMG! OMFG!!! OMFG!!!!! He’s… he’s back! Travis…. The Great! Travis the Great!!! He’s back!!! He’s back!!! Oh fuck the hell yes!”<br/>