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This alternative version of my previous blog entry is inspired by (the following three clips from) "Hawaii Five-0" with Alex O'Loughlin as lieutenant commander Steve McGarrett, Scott Caan as detective sergeant Danny Williams, and Nick Jonas as criminal Ian Wright.

season 3, episode 22: "Ho'opio (To Take Captive)"

season 4, episode 8: "Akanahe (Reluctant Partners)"

season 8, episode 23: "Ka Hana a Ka Makua, O Ka Hana No Ia a Keiki (What Parents Will Do, Children Will Do)"

This slightly different fantasy scene is of Steve and Danny at their wits' end in the interrogation room because Ian not only refuses to spill urgent information but also decides to play games with them instead...

Ian *leaning back on his chair*: "Here's a chance. If one of you can beat me in a punching contest - not a fight - I’ll answer all the questions you ask."

Danny *tilts head*: "What do you mean punching contest but not a fight?"

Ian: "Take turns punching each other right at the navel only, all prepped up - no sucker punches."

Steve *raises an eyebrow*: "You're serious? Giving us consent to hit you?"

Ian *winks*: "As long as I'm not in trouble for assaulting a cop."

Danny *looks at Steve*: "Anyway this conversation's recorded."

Steve *nods at Ian*: “Sure. Agreed."

Ian *smiles*: "So who's it gonna be?"

Danny *rests his hands on his hips*: "I'll do it."

Ian *stands up*: "Ok show me whatcha got."

As Ian steps in front of the nearest wall, Steve moves to lean against another where he folds his arms, Danny removes his shirt and goes to hang it on the door before walking back over.

Danny *beckoning*: "Well lose the shirt."

Ian removes his shirt and tosses it onto the chair.

Danny *clicks tongue*: "You first, go for it."

Ian grins, cracks his knuckles and throws a solid punch at Danny's navel but it was like hitting a brick wall.

Ian *flinches*: "Huh?"

Steve *snickers*: "Pfft."

Ian is flustered, forgetting to aim as he rushes to exert more force in his second strike, which land on Danny's solar plexus - still with zero effect.

Ian *staring in disbelief*: "What the..."

Steve *strides overs and taps Danny's abs*: "Guess what, anywhere on his belly will do."

Ian catches the hint that he failed to hit at the navel as agreed, but is too desperate to care or aim anymore, and proceeds to bash Danny's muscled midsection thrice with all his might - with the same result again.

Ian *sighing*: "This is bullshit."

Danny *leering*: "My turn."

Ian is intimidated and steps back instinctively until his back touches the wall.

Danny *sneering as he clenches his right fist and holds it against Ian's bare navel*: "Right here, yes? It'll still be a bad stomachache. Ready?"

Ian *tensing up tightly*: "You wish. Bring it."

Danny *shrugs*: “Meh, I warned you."

Danny pulls back and rams his fist right in at the same spot, breaking through Ian's flexed abdomen and knocking all the wind out.

Ian *bending forward and clutching his gut*: "OOOFF!!"

Steve *laughs*: "Man, that was quick!"

Danny *grabbing Ian's wrists and hoisting them to straighten him up*: "Hasn't even started!"

Danny then uses his left hand to press Ian's wrists across the chest to hold him in place.

Ian *panting*: "Wait no..."

Danny *smirking and patting Ian's tummy*: "Now for the real thing, c'mon tense up bro."

Ian is too out of breath to reply further so he can only obey and try to brace as much as possible.

Danny unleashes a heavier brutal blow straight at Ian's navel, sinking his fist further in.

Ian *doubling over*: "OOOMPFF!!!"

Steve *cringes*: "Woah..."

Ian drops to his knees and groans.

Steve's phone rings so he answers on speaker, receiving news which angers him and Danny who then goes to lift Ian to his feet and prop him upright against the wall.

However this time, Ian's arms are kept up by being compelled to grasp Danny's left hand which is gripping his neck.

Ian *reeling*: "Stop, you already won..."

Danny *scowling*: "The deal is to take turns, 5 minus 2 you still owe me 3 shots."

Ian *panicking*: "Hold on, I'll tell you whatever you wanna know..."

Danny *shakes head*: "Too late, we've already found the victims and they're injured so I'm gonna have to hurt you too, just right at the bellybutton as agreed but say goodbye to your insides."

Ian *tightening his six-pack frantically as hard as he can*: “Please, you don't have to do this...”

Danny *glaring*: “Let's see what you had for lunch!”

Danny positions his right fist on target, pulls far back, and slams in twice with very violent force.

Ian: "OOOMMPPFF!!!! OOUUNNGGHH!!!!!"

Danny finally looses his left hand's grip on Ian's neck as he uses his whole body weight and full strength to drive his right fist deep into Ian's navel, squashing his intestines.

Ian *slumped over Danny's shoulder and slobbering down his back*: "OOOUUMMPPFFNNGGHH!!!!!..."

As Danny withdraws his fist and backs away, Ian crumples to the ground in a fetal position and convulses as he pukes his guts out, while Danny goes to grab his shirt and walks out together with Steve.