Ah, nature.

Where birds chirp.

Calming rivers run.

Trees grow in peace.

And the chattering about a new building.

...

Wait a minute.

A group of suited men from a company walked along a dirty trail, scoping out where they should place a new building with their CEO Jason. With Jason were his business friends: Mason, Tracy, Keith, and Franklin.

Jason is a handsome Caucasian with slick black hair. As mentioned before, he is the CEO of the X-Cyberwide Industries, specializing in selling technology nationwide. This position made him think he was better than everyone in the company, only treating the aforementioned as friends with such respect. He is currently were a light grey business suit jacket, an ivory tie, a white dress shirt, grey slacks, and for the day -and the planning- he decided to go sock-less with his black loafers.

Jason wasn't one for the outdoors. When he got the information from the boss of X-Cyberwide, he was elated. He wanted for help with the construction of expanding the industry, not caring for what got destroyed and fell during its expansion. He chose to bring a few co workers/friends to help him with the planning in creating a new building.

First is Mason, a Hispanic-Caucasian mix with dark black hair. He is currently wearing a dark grey pinstripe suit jacket, a white dress shirt hidden beneath the jacket, a red and white striped tie around the collar, grey pinstripe slacks, and black loafers without any socks.

Next is Tracy, a Caucasian with combed dirty blonde hair. Like Jason, he has is own light grey suit jacket, corresponding slacks, a white dress shirt, and black loafers -he went sock less too- but had a pink tie on instead.

Then is Keith, a Caucasian-Hispanic mix with slick brown hair. Unlike everyone in the group, he has on a brown pinstripe suit jacket, a white dress shirt, and black loafers.

And lastly, Franklin: a Caucasian with blonde hair. He has on a grey suit jacket, slacks, a pink dress shirt, a red tie, and black loafers.

Being smartly dressed, the five were walking around the designated area. They just reeked an "above it all" aura as the businessmen walked through the forest. Jason, being the one assigned the task, was the most annoyed with nature currently. He was never the outdoorsy type of man growing up, preferring to be indoors and not to interact with anything remotely outside.

Jason and his co-workers trudged through the terrain, near a small cliff with a quarry. Jason was walking with his eyes on the phone, trying to find a signal out in the wilderness and barely noticing the steep drop while his co-workers were behind him, chatting amongst themselves.

And this is when things went downhill... LITERALLY.

Jason, being absorbed in his phone, fell off the small cliff and head first into the quarry. Unhurt from the drop, the mud hit him instantly and drenched his grey suit with its contents. He did his best to rise, revealing his mud coated face and stained tie. His grey suit jacket, having taken a blunt of the impact, was in the same condition along with his dress shirt and slacks. His loafers were clean, until he placed them in the mud as he made an attempt to rise from his humiliation.

His co workers looked in astonishment... before laughing at the predicament. Jason, luckily for him, could still hear as turned his head at the stranglers. This infuriated him. How could they laugh at him! Him! The CEO of Cyberwide! He glared intensely, wishing they suffered the same treatment as he just did.

Apparently, it appeared divine powers read his mind and went at work because soon after, the earth beneath them gave away and sent them plundering into the same quarry as Jason. Mason landed first, Tracy and Franklin soon after, and Keith was last; all landing face first in the mud. Jason secretly grinned at their unfortunate outcome as karma.

Jason made an attempt to stand in the quarry, which allowed the mud to enter his loafers and mucking up his feet. The CEO did his best to ignore this action, but he unintentionally slipped onto his back, wading in the quarry once again. And again his colleagues were snickering, but they were also in the same predicament.

Since they found it funny, Jason decide to let them join in his "fun." He composed a clump of mud and launched it at the nearest target, which happened to be Tracy, which upon hitting the pink tie wearing man caused him to stagger deeper into the mud himself. Tracy came to shortly, but now the mud dampen in his hair and suit more. Franklin received a clump as well, getting the same result as the aforementioned co worker. Mason and Keith began to snicker, before getting tackled by the two men, starting to mud wrestle in the quarry. Jason wanted to sit this out, but Mason grabbed his leg and dragged him in to the fight, which slowly started to take part of.

They continued the grapple each other, which caused mud to splatter and get kick up. Jason, since he is not much of the outdoorsy, was getting completely smothered and "drowning" in the mud pit. Mason gained a thick coat from the same actions. Tracy got stains constantly from being introduced. Keith's brown suit was exceptionally a darker tone of brown now. And Franklin's pink dress shirt now was straight up muddy. The five businessmen continued to plunge each other into the quarry, Keith slightly actually enjoying the experience as they wrestled within the substance.

After an hour of their roughhousing in the quarry, they all were exhausted so they got out of the quarry. The only problem is that the closet they were to dry land was a while away, according to Jason's phone (which was life proof). Jason huffed at this realization before, begrudgingly trudging his already mud coated loafers and calves through said substance, his co workers following him also in the same predicament. After getting to dry land, Jason nearly collapsed, having been exhausted due to the fact the quarry started to get thick for him to trudge through. His colleagues, on the other hand, collapsed themselves from exhaustion possibly from both the trek and wrestling. Jason turned around upon their arrival and saw their unpresentable attire.

Mason had mud mucked up along his face and formerly black hair. The grey pinstripe suit jacket, white dress shirt and the striped red tie was covered in the same mud he rolled in. His slacks and black slip on loafers were now brown having lost their grey and black coloring respectively.

Tracy had been immersed head to toe in the contents. His face and blonde hair lost its natural appearance, now dripping in mud. The mud was plastered against his grey suit jacket, white dress shirt, and pink tie. Subjected to the "mud war," his slacks were damped and noticeably sticking to his legs, not to mention the fact that his loafers were in the same situation as Mason's.

Keith's appearance and attire was definitely darker form the mud. His handsome face and formerly combed hair had clumps of mud still sticking to his face. His suit was brown, so it only darkened during the wrestling portion, but his white dress shirt and black tie were stained, the former being the more noticeable. Since the slacks were brown, they only received a new coat while his loafers were soaked in the same substances.

Franklin was a slop, the mud clearly present in his blonde locks and upon his face. His pink dress shirt and red tie were darkened in from the soil. His grey suit jacket and slacks were the same as the others' attire, having been tackled many times. And his loafers were filled inside, giving his feet a nice mud massage while the outside of them was murky and slathered from the quarry.

And lastly Jason, having been the first to fall in the quarry, looked as if he had visited a mud spa and forgot to take off his suit before entering the tub. The ivory colored tie was severely covered in mud, his grey suit jacket and slacks also since they were immersed. His white dress shirt was stained the most out of the others. The black loafers he wore were pasted with the quarry's contents, said contents infiltrated into them and got his feet muddy like the rest. He was not fond of this experience.

After all this, Jason would rather be in an air conditioned area. This was a scouting assignment overall, trying to find a place for a new building, so he could always revisit. So, deciding to cut his losses, he and his fellow businessmen started heading to their respective vehicles while with mud still in their loafers. Jason did not take part in the reminiscences of their roughhousing like the other four as he would rather wash to rid himself on the gloppy soil along his body and attire. He is so looking forward to a rise soon...