Chapter 20
I punched, splitting the punching bag. Probably because I was wearing my armor, but who cares. The bag started glowing blue, and it unhooked itself from the stand. I turned to see Sans, and he launched thirty bones through it.
"Well, Sans, thank you for your contribution. Now, allow me to go buy a new punching bag." I said, and left to get a new one.
I was halfway to the store, and then I felt a hard impact in my back. I swiveled, grabbed the offending person's arm, and twisted it behind them. "Excuse me, what are you doing?" The man, or rather teenager, had ammo sashes on, and had a fake AR-15 in his hand. I shoved him to the ground when he didn't answer.
"Aargh, I was bringing justice to the human race!"
"By trying to kill a monster? Key word being trying. That is not justice. Far from it, as a matter of fact. Do you recall the adventures of Galahad the Pure? That is the monster holding you to the ground. I know a thing or two about justice. What you are doing is not justice."
"Says the monster injuring me!"
"Justice would be helping monsters, but you are trying to hurt them." I slapped him, and pulled him off the ground, still holding his arm.
"So what are you gonna do to me? Kill me? Make an example? Fite me?"
"If you keep talking, yes, I will fight you. Use proper spelling plz."
"Fine. Hypocrite."
"I was proving my point."
"How is that proving your point?"
"Shut up."
I knocked on our door, and Sans opened it. "what Galahad?"
"I found a new punching bag. Give this guy an unpleasant experience. He slapped me with this fake gun, and then proceeded to give the word 'justice' a bad name."
"he will get a firm talking to, at the very least."
He disappeared, and reappeared with the guy no longer wearing the ammo sashes and the fake AR-15.
"Now what are you gonna do?" He said.
"You will leave, and I will forget all about this." I said with a glare. I slapped him, and he ran for dear life.
I tried to give it a bit of humor, but I'm not good at that... :(