((No problem~ ^^))

((i must bring this back....... and Brolaf with it))

Mack walks into the broken down club. Just a number of months has killed the place. Rats everywhere, the speakers covered with webs, the DJ booth broken down, all the lights shattered, and the bar..... That poor bar has been torn apart and eaten by something.

"Time to fix the place..."

Mack whistles and in comes a number of workers.

"Guys, lets get this placed fixed up!"

The workers yell out a giant BROMACIA before getting to work.

"Ok, lets see these lights.... MY EYES!! THEY BURN!!! Perfect...... Anyone have eye drops?"

They get the DJ booth all fixed and polished up and re wires the speakers.

"Ok lads, lets test this out... YOU! Stand by the speaker."

A worker goes to a speaker and readies himself. Mack unleashes a signature bass song simply named... "Bass Cannon". The bass was so intense on those speakers, the worker's poor head exploded.

"That... was... AMAZING! Let's clean up that poor man and tackle the big boy..."

Mack looks over to the bar. He grabs his own hextech tools and bottles of wine.

"Alright lets make this one hell of a bar."

After an hour of pure bar work and bar rehab, he finishes the bar with a new shine of chrome with a marble base. He re did the shelves out of strong aluminium and stocked it with all types of alcohol from whiskey and beer to wine and champagne, he put a special shelf for the Graggy.

"Now lads, lets sweep it up."

After a few hours of sweeping and re tiling the dance floor, Mack is done renovating the place.

"Boys, what we did here is miracle. The club is ready to be re-opened and ready for a new batch of crazy bros to join. For Brolaf... FOR BROMACIA!!!"

He raises a bottle of Graggy Ice and the workers also. Even the headless worker whose body came back to life to join in this moment. By the time they were done, night has fallen and stars... Well, lets just say they aligned themselves just right to show the face of the king of Bromacia himself. Brolaf, you can even hear a faint voice saying the magic word.

"Brooooooo..........."

((For Brolaf... May this thread shine once more.))

((since brolaf is retiring... i will takeover as owner of the dance club is his name... we will miss him))

Mack is setting everything up. He hired a DJ, a mixologist, added some dancer platforms to hire dancers. He was ready for a re opening. Brolaf was retiring back to regular beserker, kill everything Olaf... He hopes to keep this place open in his name.

"There we go. Polished the neon sign and were ready to go."

Mack hangs the neon open sign as he waits for former regulars and new regulars. He promises to make Brolaf proud of what he started.