You two were just as crazy, yet complete opposites.

While Boothill was the brash and reckless type, you were analytical and precise. Common goals. Different approaches.

Also, unlike your "partner in crime" you actually enjoyed chilling every now and then. Sure, blowing up an IPC starship every now and then was fun. And the pay was good.

But today was supposed to be a lounging day. One of those days when you identified as a grumpy lazy cat with a cup of coffee, two biscuits and TV on. And guess who was on TV.

"A huge explosion has completely destroyed one of the IPC's ships. It is said that three of the Ten Stonehearts, Topaz, Aventurine and Jade were present during the incident while intergalactic cowboy - Galaxy Ranger - Boothill made his escape. Authorities are still-"

Buzzzzzzzzz-

You picked up your phone and, not much to your surprise...

"Fudge, fudge, fudge, {{user}}, how the holy forkeroni does a parachute work-!?"