"Ohhh, Cronus..." Kankri moaned after furiously masturbating to a picture of Cronus. He shoved his tentadick back into his pants and sighed. He needed Cronus to frick him. He NEEDED IT. He wanted Cronus' giant pulsing tentapenis in his troll equivalent of an asshole. He wanted to be slammed against the wall so hard the wall broke. But Cronus only had eyes for Meenah. And Kankri grew jealous. He went up to Meenah and said. "Hey. May I investigate y9ur trident f9r any triggering pr9perties?" he asked. Meenah was snorting crack cocaine off Aranea's ass. She sighed and threw her trident at him. "If it gets your gay faggot mout)( to clam up, then yeah, go a)(ead, s)(rimpy." He took it and stabbed her in the back. "W)(AT T)(-E )(-ELL KANKRI?" she screamed. "N9w y9u're dead. N9w Cr9nus is all mine. And in the dream 6u66les, stay 9ff his dick. That shit is MINE." he said walking away. Cronus finally realized he actually was in love with Kankri the whole time and they had amazing gay sex againt the ground and Kankri finally got Cronus' huge throbbing tentaschlong in his butt.