05:02:59: Package picked up by Calto Fremis
05:03:00: Mac Nielson is impaled on a lengthy spear with a laser tip by Calto Fremis after a failed package theft attempt.  Calto Fremis resumes on their way.
06:19:47: Calto Fremis was running at break-neck speed and rounded a blind corner, stumbling upon a laser trip mine placed by Ignoracious Buttafucco.  Luckily, Calto Fremis vaulted over it, only severing one foot.  Calto Fremis resumes delivery with package in tow, albeit slightly hobbling.
07:54:13: Calto Fremis was running at break-neck speed and rounded a blind corner, stumbling upon a laser trip mine placed by Ignoracious Buttafucco.  Luckily, Calto Fremis vaulted over it, only severing one foot.  Calto Fremis resumes delivery with package in tow, albeit slightly hobbling.
08:36:15: Today started as a uniquely bright one for Mac Nielson.  A wonderful breakfast.  "Have a great day at the service," and a kiss from their lover.  Mac Nielson mused, "Why ruin a good thing?  I'll steal a package instead of being the idiot that always starts a delivery."  Mac Nielson took their time, looking at the myriad of packages currently traversing the universe as well as the armaments at their disposal.  "Ah, that's the one.  I'm here already."  Mac Nielson put on their favorite guilty pleasure of a song on an audio device, and hummed along, out of tune, as they laid down a multi-celled rocket launcher in the middle of the street on a hefty tripod.  Mac Nielson crouched a fair distance away, readying their goggles and watching for Calto Fremis to come running down the road, package in tow.  "I know this one.  Never been able to handle their Zygerian Rum.  They won't be able to handle this either."  Calto Fremis came into view.  Mac Nielson pushed the hand-held trigger mechanism.  Suddenly, the rocket launcher whirled on it's pivot, pointing at the abode Mac Nielson had just left.  "What?  How?"  As the rockets burnt the denizens inside to a crisp, Mac Nielson barely heard Calto Fremis running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!"  Calto Fremis continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
08:36:40: Calto Fremis is bloody from head to toe after a rough number of successful entanglements.  "Geronimo, fuckstick!"  They look up at the voice and see a a dot in the sky.  It quickly turns into two dots:  a sky born Toe Cutter on a rocket powered hang-glider, and the portable thermonuclear device they've dropped.  "Parcel transferred," can be heard from dispatch as Toe Cutter swoops past the mangled corpse and snags the package.
09:09:27: Someone once told Ignoracious Buttafucco that the best way to handle this job is if you keep it strictly business.  Not personal.  Do not concern yourself with revenge.  Ignoracious Buttafucco knows Toe Cutter has stolen one too many packages from them before, but brushes the sweat from their brow, banishing that memory.  The heaviness of the EK40 surface to air missile launcher is starting to wear on Ignoracious Buttafucco but the time is almost here.  Toe Cutter's ship comes over the horizon.  There it is. Ignoracious Buttafucco's finger closes around the trigger loosely, causing the launcher to commence lock-on.  A small repetitive beep turns into a single tone, signaling the moment for action.  Ignoracious Buttafucco is surprised however as the rocket launches behind them instead of in front due to user error.  This mistake would sting Ignoracious Buttafucco the most, if not for the tower of rocket fuel they have chosen as their location.  Toe Cutter's ship rolls successfully by the towering pyre of incinerating flame, package still in tow.
11:14:22: Ignoracious Buttafucco steadily took aim from a second story window as Toe Cutter ran by below.  Sweat dotting their forehead, Ignoracious Buttafucco inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger.  It was a miss.  Toe Cutter resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
12:07:08: Ignoracious Buttafucco stumbles into their own trap:  a hole dug in the ground full of Ixyotik Death Wasps meant to ensure Toe Cutter's destruction.  Instead Toe Cutter resumes on their way, Ignoracious Buttafucco's agonizing screams ringing in their ears.
13:31:52: Package delivered by Toe Cutter for $160,000