Quickie: Crew-Me
It was only Rhys who had the boots and the know how to fix the damage their last party did to their rental. It was only Rhys with the idea of how to get the manpower to fix it all in a weekend.
Sure it would cost a pretty penny, but Rhys had an in at the local hardware department store. He could sweet talk a brick wall, that boy, so their 100 bucks got them their first guy in the Crew-Me machine and 4 free go arounds so long as they fixed the store’s faulty light system.
A boy could they, with Rhys’s 22 years of raised in a workshop programming. 6 of him fresh of of the machine in their trusty identically dirtied boots and raukish grin on their collective face and the store was practically new by the evenings end.
2 more days and so was their rental place, no sight of shattered windows or ravaged dry wall in sight. Six Rhys paling around having the best time of their lives pampering every little touch, making the place shine like it never had before.
It was almost a shame for it to end, so they all collectively decided it didn’t have to. Rhys could use the help at his workplace anyways and it wasn’t like his friend’s lives were anywhere close to as fulfilling as his own. Especially now, with 5 new identical brothers to share bodies beds and boots with.
Besides, Rhys already organized their ragers before. Imagine what six of him could cook up.
He might even need a couple more Rhys to clean up afterwards. Six of him could only handle so much.
