January | 20th | 2010
Pain.
Not all pain is gain.
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Tart couldn't believe it! They were actually letting him do something really fun! And by 'they', he meant Kish. Finally, Kish wasn't trying to kill him! But Tart didn't get it; what was he supposed to do? Kish had him blindfolded and told him to hold a stick. A stick? What was Tart going to do with a stick?
"It's a pinata!" Kish exclaimed. "Trust me Tart, you're going to love it almost as much as I love Koneko-chan! Just swing in front of you."
Tart blinked. "But I can't see! What if I miss?!"
"That's what you get free swings for, Tart," Kish sighed, patting the younger alien on the head. The green-haired Cyniclon started laughing under his breath. Tart failed to realize that he was standing right in front of a fully loaded beehive.
I mean, this thing was full of bees.
"Okay Kish, here I go!" One swing was all it took to send the bee armada out to kill Tart. He must have gotten stung about one hundred times before he took off running.
Kish laughed until he couldn't breathe anymore, shrugged, and teleported away.
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Lesson learned? When you hear bees, GTFO of there! Sheesh, Tart.