“Boss, phone call for you!” A spiderz member cried out as they shook the boss awake.
The boss had their head buried in the pillow, only giving an angered “mmft” to the member for the rude awakening. They grabbed the phone and waved off the member.
“Lapraz, It’s me, your amor.”
Lapraz shot up after realizing who’s flirtatious voice it was. “Vernexo! I thought you were dead!”
The voice on the phone let out a laugh, “Me? Dead? You really are losing it without me huh?” Lapraz scoffed at the notion.
“Anyways, could we meet?”
Lapraz stared in disbelief at the phone, as if Vernexo could see it. “How about you start explaining why you’ve been gone? I’ve been calling you and I even had my men go to your place!”
“Look, as you know my last movie didn’t sell too great and had a..” Vernexo trailed off trying to describe its situation beforehand. “Less than favorable ratings causing me to.. take a look at myself.”
“You mean a complete breakdown?”
“Sure call it that. Either way I’m better now and I need to talk with you.”
Lapraz rubbed his eyes in an attempt to wake themself more up, “Why?”
He paused at this. The gang did need money, if they wanted to continue their obsessions with spiders and such. But, getting involved with Vernexo was always a risky business. Hell, Lapraz should’ve known this from dating the bastard.
The voice on the other line noticed his hesitation. “Lapraz, you don’t gotta accept it, at least meet with me.” He spoke in a soft tone. “If you really don’t want this just say so.”
“No!” He yelled. “I’ll meet with you. Lavaruz can’t come though, he’s sick, can you pick me up here in an hour?”
“Hopefully he gets better soon,” Vernexo prayed. “And yes, I can pick you up later. Me and the producer will be there by the way.”
“Wait a producer-“ but it was too late, Vernexo hung up before Lapraz could question about the producer. Though he should’ve expected this. Vernexo was a indie director. If a business opportunity was gonna arise it would have something to do with films.
An hour later Lapraz flattened down his jacket, he anxiously awaited for the car to pick him up. Not long afterwards, a fancy black car came by with the door swinging open.
“Amor!” Vernexo welcomed him and beckoned him to came in. Vernexo looked, different from the last time he’d seen him. This new Vernexo wore a spiked collar, a long fur coat and red button up that wasn’t buttoned all the way. Lapraz climbed in, not noticing the masked man that sat just across from them.
Lapraz sat next to Vernexo who grabbed his head and placed a kiss on it. “So Mr. Nasty, this is Lapraz, he’s the leader of a newly growing gang!” He explained showing off its partner.
Thank god Lapraz wore his mask, he’d thought about just leaving it before but knowing there’d be a new guest threw a wrench at plans. Lapraz wore his spider mask with its 8 beady eyes, his spider jacket, fishnets both tights and arm warmers.
This, Mr. Nasty, seeming wore all leather and latex clothing ever made. The only thing not made out of it being a red beret he wore with a yellow badge on its side.
“So, Lapraz, tell me a little about this gang of yours.” Mr. Nasty demanded.
“Well, we believe that all spiders and tarantulas are the true apex predator and we were put on this earth by them to study their beauty.”
“You really like spiders then huh?” Mr. Nasty remarked.
“I fucking love spiders Mr. Nasty.” 
Mr. Nasty laughed at the seriousness of that comment. ‘God this guy, I just gotta have that gang now!’ He thought to himself as he wiped away the tears shed during the laugh.
“I’m sure you’re wondering what you’d be doing for this business opportunity though!” The director chimed in. “A film right?” Lapraz guessed.
Lapraz was shocked. A snuff film? Vernexo was doing snuff films now? Sure Lapraz always suspected Vernexo had a couple of screws loose after watching just a couple of their films, but this was not the next step he’d envisioned.
“Your members would be hunters, patrolling their area and hunting down whatever asshole becomes the main actor.” Mr. Nasty explained. “But you are your brother on the other hand,”
Lapraz glaze shifted from the director to the producer.
“You’d be Vernexo Vesper’s go-to guy! You’d make sure everything gets done!” The producer spoke in a gleeful manner.
Lapraz stared off as he thought about the offer. The gang was already offing and attacking whatever people got in the way of their studying and appreciation of Spiders. But a snuff film? Was that too much? But the gang needed money, the spiders had to eat and so did the spiderz. The spiders needed stuff and so did the spiderz.
Where the fuck is your dumbass co leader brother when you need something?!
“And we also have a doctor.” Mr. Nasty forgot to add. “Your brother’s sick right? Wouldn’t want it to be serious right?”
Fuck! He hadn’t mentioned it but the dumbass had a horrible immune system. It was the third time he’d gotten sick this mouth alone! He knew what had to be done now.
“I,” Lapraz thought once more and raised his head up to face the producer. “I accept your offer.”
Mr. Nasty clasped his hands together in joy, “Great! So glad you’ll be joining the Valiant Video Enterprises!” He offered his leather gloved up hand to shake. Lapraz shook his leather hand. Mr. Nasty pulled him in close, whispering something in his ear.
“Just had to say that those fishnets make me really hard, I’ll dream of you. I reckon you’d look great in some gear.”
Jesus fuck this guy really was nasty!
Lapraz pulled away and wiped his hand on his chest. Mr. Nasty only gave his toothy grin as a reply, showing off his tooth gap.
Finally the accursed meeting was over and Lapraz was released from the car. Vernexo climbed out along side him. “I’ll call you!” They yelled back to the car as Mr. Nasty waved bye to the two.
“God that guy is fucking nasty! You know he hit on me?! What will he say to my members in their fishnets?!”
“Probably that they make him get a hard-on.”
They entered the Spiderz domain, ready to tell the spiderz of their new found job.
Lapraz sat next to Vernexo who grabbed his head and placed a kiss on it. “So Mr. Nasty, this is Lapraz, he’s the leader of a newly growing gang!” He explained showing off its partner.
“Give my regards to your twin, hopefully one of your spider gods can save him.” Vernexo prayed