(This is fan-lore for my most recently posted track - NOT ACTUALLY CANON! Thank you and please enjoy!! -OP)

After failing the hit on BF big time, Pico had it rough. After talking with Darnell and Nene (after Weekend 1), Pico finds himself in need of a sturdy, steady job that'll make him big cash - and fast. It took a while, but he found himself work stealing ancient artifacts from wherever they could be found. Churches, private collections, museums, government-sanctioned buildings, what have you, and all around the world...he managed to successfully take them, heist after heist with massive success. And all solo, in fact.

His next big job, of course, was a mysterious old sculpture of the ancient snake gods in a shrine outside Acorn City - miles away from Philly. (The Mobius state wasn't far from Newgrounds Country, after all.) Belonging to a long dead cult by nearly a thousand years, this would pay extremely well - and he knew it, especially from its rarity. (The gold ring to Newgrounds currency conversion was actually in his favor this time around.) Knowing this heist was going to be as big as it was, being as the relic was incredibly sought after by local curators, he couldn't afford to get caught. In this stead, Pico signed himself up for a voluntary position as a museum's relic relocator for "flexible hours" to keep his secret gig from being uncovered. Many times Darnell and Nene begged to go with him on this mission, but Pico denied - it was too risky.

During the cover of night, Pico snuck into the seemingly abandoned shrine, finding many valuable objects within - but there it was...and right out in the open. It wasn't even marked or anything - it was right there, sitting on a pedestal, and quite beautiful too. Was it a runic statue, made of a sacred stone...or was it made of ruby or jade...? Didn't matter to him...he was gonna earn more than $750,000 smackaroonies for this baby. He gently pocketed the item and nearly walked out with a grin on his face....until he heard the sound of a voice calling his name...a quiet, playful voice...and an accompanying melody he only recognized from his days at his violence-laced school.

After a moment of shaking his fear away like a dog shakes off dirt, Pico turned to face the ghostly figure - that of a bipedal white cobra with an unfurled hood, ethereal blue eyes, and a Sonic style smile, all while wearing black combat boots and a matching jacket. He'd never seen them before, nor was he afraid of them. He grinned back like it was nothing, like he wasn't just reminded of his days of "Talking Smack."

"What? Looking for this?" He quipped, holding out the priceless carving in his hand. "Sorry, but I'm running low on cash. You don't mind if I borrow this, right?"

The snake merely laughed in turn, as her voice sharpened. "Of course not. It's not like I was here or anything. Of course, if you were merely looking for sssomething to borrow, you could've asssked, Pico."

Pico was a little off guard. Of course he was well known, being a mercenary for hire, an incredibly skilled marksman and assassin - but this felt weird. It was like he just walked into something, or someone, he should never have attempted to challenge - especially considering he heard that familiar motif. Of course, he shook it off. He wasn't one to get a job done without much difficulty. He was Pico, for fuck's sake. And he was gonna get that dough.

The White Cobra, seeing the ginger hesitate, looked at him curiously with strange and sharp eyes. "I didn't scare you too badly, did I...?" She asked, a little gentler than previous. "I just wanted to teach you a lesson - one you may have forgotten from school. Don't you remember your teacher's saying? Don't take what isn't yoursss~? I'm a bit disappointed I have to remind you." She chuckled. "Oh well. By the way...If you really want to take that priceless carving from my shrine, you'll have to do a bit better than that obvious smug walk away. I was...exxxpecting more from you, you see."

Pico quickly got into a defensive stance and shot at the snake...but was even more shocked to find the bullets went through...she caught one in a ghostly hand, her tail flickering back and forth like a cat's. She dropped it to the ground with ease; Without much time, she swiftly took back the carving back in her hands, gently placing it back on its altar. Her ethereal nature made it seem she did it in a near instant - making her look much faster than she was. She grinned again.

"Oh, and don't try those Uzis. You can't kill what's already dead~"

Uh oh. So not only is this snake incredibly omnipotent, but she's also a spirit? This was going to be a tougher heist than he thought. Of course, Pico realized he was going to have to try a more...unusual tactic of his to earn it. Of course, the cobra knew this. Leaning back into the wall in a relaxed stance, she grinned softly with a challenging glare.

"You really want it that badly, eh? Alright. Here's the deal - if you can beat me in one of those "rap battles" your ex is known for doing, I'll give it back to you, no questions asked. If I win, you leave without the sculpture, and you're never allowed to return, no questions asked. Sound fair to you?"

Pico thought about it for a minute. He was bored as it was, anyway...this heist was far too easy, mere child's play, and he was itching for a fight. He thought back to how hard BF rapped during his own custom Erect mixes...but that was nothing to him. Pico wanted more...he wanted something to remember. Whether he won or lost didn't much matter to him at this point, hell, the money was insignificant. Seeing as he had a new challenger, right in front of him, to prove his very worth, willing to take him on....that was the real, priceless thing. He smiled sharply, mimicking the snake's, and very quickly twisted one of his own mics in his hand in a fascinating trick, and beckoned his challenger approach before posing with an Uzi in his other hand.

"Don't make this too easy for me, snake. I want a real fight, not some of that pussyfoot Erect shit BF's known for doing. You'd better bring it, or I ain't leaving this shrine of yours."

The snake happily laughed, summoning a mic of her own and a nice set of ethereally working speakers. (How she got them didn't matter. At least at the present moment.)

"With pleasure - ready when you are, merc."

Here is the track they supposedly sung together, if you wish to listen to this epic battle of rap.