Me: sorry for being gone for so long, school is evil…EVIL!

XL: Let's cut to the chase!

Sweetie Belle: Dashie owns nothing!

Me: and I am so sorry Vinney!

Glumshanks had the day off, so he decided to go the dentist. Not that he needed to, but he has to get rid of Vincent, for Audrey 2 and Fluttershy. That plant needs food to survive, and Fluttershy needs that little purple sicko out of her life. As he left his shop/only home, he quickly grabbed a pistol from the drawer. He might need it…

….

Vincent was done messing around with Sue Heck's braces. Her mouth wasn't normal or numb, she felt like her mouth was nuked with pain. As she left, she gave friendly hello to Glumshanks as he entered the dentist office. Vincent walked to him.

"Hello um…Gaston…no um, no…wait a second, your Alan Swann! No wait, um…Glumshanks, right?" Vincent guessed

"Yeah, it's Glumshanks," said the troll. He holds up the card that Vincent gave him yesterday. "I need a check up on my teeth…."

"And I said I was gonna to give it to you on the house, so I'm gonna keep that promise," Vincent said evilly.

*Five minutes later*

Glumshanks was sitting in a dentist chair, awaiting for his chance to eighty six this psychopath.

"Since you a celebrity around here, I need some extra gas to make this fun!" Vincent exclaimed. He turned his back to put the mask of laughing gas on his face. As he inhales chemical, he starts laughing more than Pinkie Pie would do. He laughs so hard and loud, and since he has his back turned, he doesn't see Glumshanks pull out the pistol, or what he is singing.

Glumshanks: Now, do it now, while he's gassing himself to a palpable stupor, the timing's ideal and the moment is super to ready and fire and blow the sick bastard away!

*Vincent laughs harder; still unware what's going on. Glumshanks is heisting with the trigger of the gun, pointing it at the back of Vincent's head*

Now, does it now, just a flicker of pressure right here on the trigger, and Fluttershy won't have to put up that pig for another day. Now- for the girl, now- for the plant, now- yes I will... but I can't!

Glumshanks puts the pistol back in his pocket; the second Vincent turns to face him. Luckily Vincent didn't see it. Glumshanks can't do it; he's a lover not a killer, or even a fighter! What is he gonna do!? Vincent still has the mask on, laughing insanely.

"Ha, ha, ha he, he, ho, ho, ha…oh boy Glumshanks, I AM FRIED UP NOW! Hehe…oh all things we are gonna do to your mouth…hahaha…well I guess I had about enough of this stuff, now to take the mask off…" Vincent starts to unmask the mask, but the dumb thing refuses to come off. He chuckles a bit, "hey Glumshanks guess what."

"What?"

"It's stuck."

Glumshanks says with disbelief, "what!?"

"The mask, it's stuck, I can't get it off…Jesus Christ it's really fixed on here…" then the purple guy burst into laughter, as he inhales more of the gas, not like he had a choice. "Hey Glumshanks, give me a hand will ya?"

"Well…"

"Well?" Vincent sinkers again, "he said 'Well?', um Glumshanks I don't think you understand…"

Vincent: Don't be fooled if I should giggle, like a sappy, happy dope. It's just the gas,*giggles * it's got me high. But don't let that fact deceive you, any moment I could die! Though I giggle and I chortle, bear in mind I'm not immortal, why this whole thing strikes me funny I don't know- *laughs out of control*'cause it really is a rotten way to go!

Vincent continues to crack up, and again, doesn't hear what Glumshanks is singing.

Glumshanks: *singing quickly* what we have here is an ethical dilemma, 'less I help him get the mask removed. He doesn't have a prayer. True the gun as never fired, but the way events transpired I could finish him with simple laissez faire. What we have here is a tricky moral problem, do I help remove the mask, or let him go for lack of air? Couldn't shoot him when I tried, but the fates are on my side I can off the guy by staying in the chair...

Even though Vincent didn't hear Glumshanks, because he's howling with joy, he dose stop and gives a death glare at Glumshanks, because he still hasn't helped him remove the mask. If he doesn't get it off, the gas is gonna kill him, and soon too, Cause his's purple face is turning violet.

Vincent: Don't be fooled if I should chuckle, like hyenas in a zoo. It's just the gas, *he chuckles* it turns me on. But don't let my mirth deceive you, any moment I'll be gone. All my vital signs are failing, 'cause the oxide I'm inhaling makes it difficult as hell to catch my breath…

Glumshanks is still sitting in the chair, as his watching the events unfold. Vincent's face is slowly becoming blue and eyes almost lifeless…but filled with anger.

Are you DUMB or HARD OF HEARING!? Or relieved my end is nearing? Are you SATISFIED? I laughed myself to...

Vincent's face is completely blue and his eyes are losing their color.

Glumshanks: …death?

Vincent collapse onto the ground, as he struggles to breath, he's fading fast. He knows his end is coming, he can feel his lungs not working and his heart slowing down. He looks at Glumshanks, who is showing a bit of regret, but still anger.

"What did I ever do to you?" Vincent asked Glumshanks with a weak voice as his breath is going.

"Not what you did to me, what you did to her," Glumshanks says firmly.

Vincent looks confused, but then it hit him what Glumshanks meant by her, he meant Fluttershy.

"Oh…her…" he said as his finale breath escaped him, as his eyes closed. Glumshanks removed the mask and checked his pulse; no beat.

And just like that, even though he didn't really kill him, Glumshanks felt guilty

Me: thanks for reading this chapter, new one coming soon!'

Vincent: Happy Birthday XLR8 the Fox! Okay this isn't your birthday gift considering that the image Dashie made was your gift, but consider this a bonus.

Me: yup, anyways *on my hands and knees begging in front of Vincent* I AM SO SORRY!