A Not So Smooth Transaction

"HERE IT COMES!" Goner shouted and he braced for the impact. His voice had a touch of horror in it, since he hadn't seen a wave like this before. He really didn't know what to expect. 

Frank turned to see the wave washing over the city; the shift looked liked someone had set off a warhead, because the landscape was changing drastically. This meant the plureality was in a shitstorm of trouble. 

He swore under his breath as he witnessed a forty-storey glass & steel skyscraper became a 2-storey stone building, while a 707 that was lowering in the sky changed into a dragon. Frank blinked in utter disbelief.

"Craptacular," Frank muttered.

Angst glanced at Frank when he spoke; she was firing both uzis at the band of beasts at the far end of the alleyway, bullet casings flying through the air like discarded memories.

"Is everything okay?" she asked.

"I really don't know," Frank replied. He was in the middle of reloading; he dropped the gun and pulled Angst down to the ground. "I think someone somewhere dropped the ball."

The Cat with the Greenback

"You got a C-note you can lend me?" Trump asked.

"What the heck do you need a hundred for?" Goner asked Trump. He couldn't fathom what a cat would want with money in the first place.

"Humour me," Trump stated; he sat there looking at Goner.

A few moments of awkward silence separated the two, then Goner reached inside his wallet and took out a crisp 100 dollar bill and handed it to the cat. 

"I want interest back on this," he told the cat.

"Danke," Trump replied and he picked up the bill and hoped off the seat. "Don't worry. I'm good for it."

"Don't spend it all in one place," Goner called after the cat.

"Oh, I intend to," Trump retorted.