“Dummeh hoomin!” a lime green earthie yelled. “Wet smawty gu nao an gib nummies!” The smarty puffed out its cheeks, trying to make itself look menacing, and inadvertently held its breath just long enough for the gas to dissipate. When the helpers swarmed in to grab the fluffies, Julius picked up 2 to help, the lime earthie and a sky blue pegasus. “Wet smawty gu nao!” the smarty yelled. Julius had not realized the fluffy was still awake and, while he was confused, the fluffy shit on him. “Dummeh hoomin get sowwy poopies!” the smarty said triumphantly. Julius willed himself to keep calm. He wouldn’t kill the smarty, but he would ensure that its eventual death would not be pleasant. Because Julius Kilian never forgets. Especially when it comes to the Games.
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