What to do about Freddie?

You sit down next to Wonder Woman. “Freddie seems like a decent guy. I don’t really want kill him. But I can’t exactly let him go either.” She meets your eyes. “Give me a 3rd option.”

She thinks for a moment. “I said before the lasso can’t compel anyone to do anything against their will, and that is true. But if someone voluntarily swears an oath on the lasso, that oath becomes True and they can’t break it. Well, most people can’t; I know a god who once did.”

“Hey Freddie, are you a god?” you yell as he emerges from the bathroom.

“Uh…according to Bill Murray I should say yes but…”

“Gotcha. Come here, man.” To Diana, “So do I need to tie him up or what?”

“No he just needs to hold it while he swears.”

“He has to cuss?” You stand up, drawing the Amazon to her feet as well. She gets that you’re joking but apparently the lasso doesn’t. “No he does not have to curse,” she says flatly.

Freddie comes over and stands in front of you, his expression uncertain. “Look I know this wasn’t how you wanted to spend your night. But I appreciate your help. If I let you go, do you promise not to tell anyone what happened, where we are, or basically anything that might lead back to us?”

“Shit yeah man! I won’t say shit to nobody. I can keep a secret!” Dude looks like he can’t believe his good luck.

“You swear?”

“On my fucking life, yes”

“OK grab the rope and swear on that.” He looks puzzled, but he does so. You feel a tingle like static electricity as he grabs the lasso.

He looks you in the eye, nervous but sincere. “For real, I swear I won’t tell anyone about anything that’s happened in the last hour, at the parking garage or since, or about this place. I will leave you the fuck alone and make sure others do too. If anyone asks, I never saw any of you and have no idea where you might be.” He nods towards you, Wonder Woman and Ladycop in turn. Another tingle of energy, this one stronger.

“Cool. Get out of here, bro. Take the meatwagon and go live your life.” You hand him back his cell phone.

He takes it and nods. “Damn skippy I will.” He heads back out the way you came, but pauses at the door. “I’d say don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, but…”

You grin. “I hear that. See you never.”

He exits. A minute later you hear the garage door go up, hear ambulance pull out, and the door go back down.

A moment of silence passes.

“Alone at last. Now how to amuse ourselves…”