Raz had been off on his own pickpocketing by himself for a while before he noticed that he hadn't seen his friends for a while. Suddenly he sprinted off in search of them. Raz passed the alley they were in and paused briefly to asses the situation before taking off again.
Raz had a plan.
He dashed along the sidewalk into a building- a sports supply store, it looked like- and swiped a megaphone from the shelves. Raz took his stolen megaphone into a back room and awkwardly climbed a ladder to the roof of the store. From here he had a good vantage point of the event, where no one else could see him. Raz fiddled with the megaphone and turned on the echo feature.
"Leave my minions alone." He bellowed into the megaphone, giving his voice a cheesy deity effect. "Or else you shall suffer the wrath of the Great Glue-Monger!"
Raz kicked a conveniently placed trashbag of aluminum cans in an attempt to make a thunder-like sound. It didn't sound even close to thunder. Raz's attempt to be formidable and mysterious was mediocre at best. Too bad the Glue-Monger couldn't summon some real thunder.






































