This is my rendition of how the greatest Anime of all time, King of the Hill, should have ended. It wasn't satisfying enough for me. So, here it is.
I regret nothing.
May 5th, 2008.
1:00 PM
Arlen, Texas.
Hank Hill was hard at work at his office, Strickland Propane. Every day, he sells Propane and Propane Accessories. He's done this for 20 years, and is very proud of his work. Hank loves propane more than anything. More than Bobby, that's for sure. Bobby just isn't right. After making a fantastic grill for his neighbor, Kahn, his love for propane is starting to rise. He loves it more than before.
Hank was working on checking the pressure of a propane tank that was soon to be sold. That's when his boss, Buck Strickland, came in.
"Hank, Old Top, the place is closing early today. We need to get an inspection, so you need to head home now."
"I'm sorry Mr. Strickland, but I need to finish checking the tanks. They need to be ready to be sold."
"Sorry Hank, but I might fail if you don't leave, so come on."
Hank sighed. "Alright, I'm leaving."
"See you tomorrow, Old Top."
Buck left, and Hank got his things. But before he left, he took one last look at the propane tank. He then whispered "I'll see you tomorrow, my love." And then left.
At home, Hank was distracted. He needed to work on propane. So he checked the tank in his grill. After doing that, he checked other tanks. After a while, Peggy, his wife, noticed.
"Hank, why do you keep checking the tanks?"
"I need to Peggy, they need to be perfect. Perfect in every way."
Peggy, somewhat weirded out by Hank's actions, backed away slowly.
After doing that, Hank went into the computer room, and closed the door. He then spent 5 hours just looking at propane online. He found great pleasure in them. After a while, he was forced to come out for dinner. He cooked steak, and savored the way the propane burned, and behaved. It was all he focused on.
Hank was now a propane addict.
After dinner, Hank knew he needed more. He needed to be with propane. So he got a tank, and, at night, went into a bush.
What he did with the propane could not be described.
Afterward, he got a mask, and another tank. He then put on the mask, and attached it to the tank. He needed propane inside him. Not in the way like a few moments ago, but really inside him.
He then began to pump the propane into his body. Hank then passed out, and was then taken to the hospital.
The next day...
Hank woke up in a hospital. He nearly died from inhaling the propane. Peggy was beside him.
"Hank, what were you thinking?!"
"I need it inside me Peggy."
"You're insane!"
"No..."
Hank paused. He then came to a realization as he bolted out of bed.
"Hank! Get back here!" Peggy shouted. But it was too late.
Nurses tried to sedate him, but Hank was too fast. He ran out of the hospital and then got home. He looked into a mirror.
"I am propane."