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"Xander, you've got a delivery out here," Frank yelled into the garage.
Xander came out wiping his hands off with a rag. "Who's it from?"
"Not sure. Looks like one may have originated in Mexico and the other in Miami. One could be a care package for you from Mia. The other could be from Riddick but what would he want to send you from Miami? He doesn't do those kinds of care packages. Even after his bonding with his mate."
"Well there's only one way to find out," Xander pulled out a knife and slit opened the package from Mexico. He figured it would be the least dangerous one. He groaned in mortification at what he'd seen.
"What is it?" Frank asked as he leaned over his mate to look in the box. He started laughing after seeing the contents. In between chuckles he asked, "You think the same's in the other box?"
Xander visibly cringed as he started to open the next box. He knew that it was more than likely the exact same thing. His head fell to the table in disbelief as he groaned out his embarrassment. Inside each box was a case of V8 Juice. He searched around inside the Miami box for a note. When he found it, it was only a few short lines.
X,
Pathetic showing. Train harder for next year and learn more about V8s.
Riddick
He sighed and hesitantly reached in the Mexico box for a note. This note was a bit longer but not by much.
Xander,
That was such a poor showing. Mia coulda taken ya without breaking a sweat. I told ya, you shoulda had the V8, maybe next year.
Uncle Dom
