An Office filled with Green
Mayor Quimby lay in his chair, the sleazy politician of Springfield and regularly elected Mayor waited for the new owner of Springfields Nuclear power plant to arrive.
It had been a long time(2 whole months) since he had gotten his bribes, Mr Burns had given a lot of cash for Quimby being willing too turn the other cheek for the more unsavory things the old fossil did.(All was fair in this game, he would have likely found a way too turn do that awful stuff anyway, so at least he made a quick buck.)
But now that the richest man in springfield was dead broke, all everyone wanted to do was shake hands with Abe Simpson now.
Not only had the man taken everything Burn's owned and then some, but he was using the influence he had too make Springfield better than ever, repairing all the home's destroyed by the Dome.
'He's a genius!' Quimby thought, knowing damn well this man was just playing behind the nice guy act, much like Quimby himself.
Not only did he look like a saviour for his generous act of fixing the damages, but now he owned most of them.
And this was after he rather publicly told the Government too screw off for what they did, so now he was generous, independent and someone everyone in Springfield could easily get behind.
'If I don't manage too charm him now, I'll be out of the job by next month.' Quimby would have too step up his game, or else Abe Simpson would be the next mayor, and have all the power over their large little town of Springfield.
Hearing the door open, he turned around with a smile "Ah, Mr Simpson, I was wondering when you would finall-" His words were cut off from his mouth, for instead of the esteemed Abe Simpson, former War Hero of this town, it was some other old crone with a beard longer than a crack pipe dangling around his face.
The Old Crone, whom Quimby recognized as Jasper only nodded and took one of the newspapers that lay on the Mayors desk, unopened and untouched.
And here I though getting campaign funds from the elderly was a chore.
"Hrmm." Jasper mumbled taking a seat and politely ignored the Mayor.
"Abe has been generous enough too give you a large sum of $45,000 dollars if you agree too keep your nose out of his business for the next month or so." He informed the man as Quimby's jaw dropped in shock.
A mere 45,000? He would almost get double from Burns, cheap scape that he was.
"Not to sound ungrateful Mr. Jasper but that sound a bit small given the patronage I once enjoyed from our previous-"
"Its the Minimum amount Quimby, Abe's been preoccupied by other projects and personal issues as of late and he'd rather not concern himself with you longer than necessary." Jasper said.
Quimby stood indignate. "Now Now, Simpson may be new to this whole "Power Broker" game but even he has to know how much progress a good bribe gets?"
"And unlike Private Monty, Abe is actually doing something good for this town, and he has far less dirt on him than the shrew ever did." Jasper calmly, yet coldly spoke, standing up.
"He has rebuilt your towns, has funded the police too clean up crime, lowered the unemployment rate in this town, and this is all while personally sorting out his new Factory." The older man got up, and despite only having a mere inch over Quimby, it felt like a world of difference too the man.
"So why exactly should he be paying you, when it seems he has been doing his job for you." The former veteran asked the politician, hand almost grabbing his tie, if Quimby didn't immediately sit back down, raising his hands.
"For one thing I've got several things he lacks...namely, a respectable-" Quimby started.
"Respectible...Respectable." Jasper was laughing. "Sonny, Fat Tony did more to help this town under the dome and he was the biggest crook in town, you were sitting in your fancy mayoral bunker you built with stolen funds."
Quimby stuttered along knowing that once again before smiling. "Between my connections with the lobbyist, understanding of the tax system and ability to send the federal on a lark, I can make this whole mess of you battling the federal government a forgotten side show."
Jasper nodded. "Enlighten me."
"Don't you find it rather odd, how well connected a simple smalltown mayor can have connections to even our highest level of government?" Quimby began, almost feeling a semblance of his old power returning.
"I was assuming nepotism of the highest order." He bluntly stated, recalling how many big wigs in the army got their positions due too being related too someone higher up or nobility.
"Your partly correct in that stance." Quimby admitted, having some relatives upstairs who looked favourably on him, or were just as easy to bribe as he was.
"But also because I've spent about Seventy Percent of my early working political career, doing the one thing no one wants to do...listen."
That got a raised brow of the Elderly man, for he knew if he was implying what he thought he was implying, then that would mean.
"You have a whole laundromats worth of dirty laundry too air against any political rivals Abe might have in Springfield or outside of it."
"My Freind I've got so much dirt on them, why do you think the Republicans haven't come back to this town since the '88 election."
"I thought it was a big department mismanagemnt thing?" Jasper said.
"Heh, people still belive that old rag, ask Tony about the Bodies from 88, he know's where there buried."
"Fine, if this checks out, I'll convince Abe too raise your 'funding' by a significant amount." Jasper spoke, picking up his cane as he headed for the door.
"But if this is just you blowing some smoke up your ass about being more valuable than you actually are... "
"Then do your worse I've survived the scummiest bunch this country has ever produced." He spoke unafraid, Jasper leaving as he had a smirk on his face, and a request for Abe too up that sum too almost triple the promise amount.