The one sentence game, round two.
 

Another round of the one sentence game, this time with modifiers to bring difficulty as per personal thought and suggestion.

1. You are not allowed to insert any forumites, or yourself, or real world figures who are currently alive.

2. The following sentence MUST make sense with the previous sentence. I don't want any non-sequiturs or bizarre off the wall shit. Cause then the story goes to hell...again.

3. Every sentence must begin with a sequential letter of the alphabet.

ex:

A man walked into a store to buy a cold drink.
"Boy, it's hot as hell out there!" he exclaimed.
"Could you keep the swearing to a minimum, please?" requested the shopkeeper.
"Damn," the man muttered.

And so on, and so forth.

I will leave it up to the first poster to set the stage for this story. Do enjoy.

After finishing his tea, young Calvin Montoya decided it was time to make the neighborhood pay for its crimes.

Bearing with the fact that the neighborhood comprised of nearly everybody in town, there were lots of crimes to be paid.

Calvin Montoya decided what better way could there be to make people pay for their crimes than innappropriate use of fireworks?

Daring to dally with doom and destruction, he darted devilishly to the depository's daunting doorway.

Everything now in readiness, Calvin sauntered out from his home and up to the modified street sweeper parked in his driveway.

Four roudy youths were already there, attempting to steal his street sweeper.

Grandly he did side step their attempted mugging without so much as a scratch, nor did he drop an improvised explosive device.

Had he been more astute, He would have noticed the rather hulking and handsome young man heaving a large sack that read "Harbinger of Justice" up the street.

Instead of foolishly ignoring the handsome young devil, Calvin decided to recruit him, thereby gaining a loyal and trusty sidekick.