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Leon and the Evil Residents

Epilogue

Part 1

~ Jibbly's Epilogue ~

"Hello everyone and thank you for joining us today! Coming up: Will Jill Valentine ever get over her fear of sandwiches? Find out now! Here he is, the man who solves your problems: Dr. Jibbly!"

The entire audience stood up and cheered as they looked around for the star. Suddenly there was a loud bang as the entire studio started shaking. The walls at the front tumbled down, dust flying everywhere as a large, bulky figure emerged into the room. The crowd fell silent.

"I LOVE YOU JIBBLY!" a fat man screamed as him and five of his friends ripped off their shirts, one letter painted on each hairy chest spelling J-i-b-b-l-y.

Sure enough, El Gigante came in and sat down a very large chair as the crowd began roaring.

"And now please welcome Jill Valentine!"

The audience began cheering as a lady with short brown hair walked into the room and sat down across from Dr. Jibbly.

"What is your problem Ms. Valentine?" Dr. Jibbly asked, thinking how happy he was to finally learn English.

"They're everywhere!" Jill was sobbing hard, head in her hands and eyes very red.

"What is everywhere Ms. Valentine?"

"The sandwiches…" she choked out.

"Please tell us what happened," Dr. Jibbly requested.

Once Jill was finished explaining what happened at the Spencer Estate, Jibbly muttered something into his earpiece. Within the same minute, someone came into the studio holding a sandwich and set it on the table in front of Jill.

"Jill," said Dr. Jibbly. "You can do this."

Jill slowly took a deep breath and reached for the sandwich, opening her mouth wide as it cut to a commercial break.

~ Wesker's Epilogue ~

There was too much going on for Albert to handle. Too much work, too many papers, and too many angry employees. He needed a break and he needed one now. However he still needed to support his family (his cat Whisker) so he just decided to get a temporary, funner job. And there was only one place he could think of…

"Six billion cries of agony, will birth a new balance."

"Excuse me?"

Sometimes Wesker forgot.

"I mean," he started. "Hello and welcome to McDonald's may I take your order?"

"Yes please…" a clean-shaven man with curly brown hair in a Ford F150 started. " Can I get a number 3 with extra onions and extra cheese and um…a large Coke with a large fry…and a Mighty Kids Meal."

"Ugh that doesn't sound vey appetizing," said Wesker.

"Excuse me?"

"I mean that will be $13.99," he said.

Once the man arrived to pay at the window, his daughter poked out her head from the backseat, staring at Wesker as he got out the money from the register.

"Hi I'm Zoey," she told him.

Wesker ignored her.

"Hehe," she chuckled.

"What so funny?" Albert asked through gritted teeth.

"You look like a kitty!"

"Insult me one more time and I'll shoot a bullet through your skull!"

"Excuse me!" the father yelled.

Wesker busted out a Special Rocket Launcher and pointed it at the car.

END OF EPILOGUE PART 1