Cool Kid Saves the Cats
Chapter 15: Stormy Mikey: Part 2
As Cool Kid lies on the ground, he watches in horror as not a single bullet strikes Mikey. As each bullet approaches him, his bandages open up and spread out. Each bullet goes into the new holes created by the bandages. There was seemingly nothing between those bandages, not a single piece of bone nor flesh.
"What the...what the hell?" Cool Kid questions in horror as Mikey lands in front of him.
"Did you like that little show Cool Kid? Huh? Was it impressive enough for you? You gonna stop shooting at me now?"
"What….are you?"
"I think you'll learn soon enough." He says as he pulls up another blade of water. "Ready to die now?" Cool Kid looks at him as the blade of water charges towards him, then smirks.
"Gotcha." Cool Kid quickly rolls to the side as the blade strikes the engine of the car they're standing on. As the blade pierces the engine, it causes a spark that hits the oil on the car and in the water. The oil ignites, shooting the car into the air.
"What the fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-" Mikey into the air on the car, while Cool Kid swims in the water below him.
"See ya later big boy!" Cool Kid laughs happily as he flies away.
"Oh, don't think I'm letting you get away that easily!" Cool kid opens his eyes to see the water around him forming into a cylinder. A tunnel of wind forms around Cool Kid that slowly starts to suck him and the water around him up. He tries to swim out of the funnel, but the wind is far too powerful and sucks him up almost immediately.
Both Mikey and Cool Kid fly and collide with the famous "Mr. Shane's Big Beer" brewing factory. They both violently smash through the roof and land inside the brewing factory. Mikey lands on the floor along with the car, while Cool Kid lands in a giant vat of beer, like in that one episode of Family Guy (you know the one). Once Cool Kid land in the beer, he immediately tries to swim out of it. He's able to reach the top without swallowing any beer, however, a little bit went into his nose and straight to his brain, making him a little tipsey.
"Don't...uh….don't thik yu cin git away frum me thayt eeesily, Mickey!" Cool Kid says as he slowly climbs out from the top of the vat, then falls straight to the ground. "Ooowwww…..I'm goinna get yua….fuk hed…." He says as he begins to hiccup violently.
"Seriously? Is that all it took? I figured someone who was so addicted to The Suck could at least handle their beer. Heh, what a loser." Mikey emerges from the shadows and laughs.
"T...thur you aur! I'm gunna kell you Mi- *hic* - Michie!"
"Yeah sure, good luck with that Kid." He laughs more. "Now that I have you here, trapped in this enclosed space, and seeing to as of how you're so weak to beer…." He uses his wind to whirl up beer from the vat. "I'll just force you to drink this! You'll be drunk and dead soon enough!" He laughs violently as he collects all the beer from the vat into a beer volcano into his arm. "Are you ready Cool Kid? I'm gonna drown you in beer! You will die from your own hubris! Hahahahah-"
"You *hic* really arrrre a d-dumbass, aren't ya?" Mikey stops laughing then looks at Cool Kid.
"Huh? Who are you calling a dumbass, you drunk hillbilly!?"
"That's eeeeeeeeezy, you…..dumbass."
"W-WHAT!? How? You're gonna die you stupid little-"
"Hhehehehe…..you really really really….areeeee…...a *hic* du-*hic*"
"Don't say it….you little…"
"Duuuu-*hic*-uuuuuu-"
"DON'T"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-"
"STOP"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmm-"
"NOOOOOOOO"
"Mmmmmmass!"
"AHHHHHHH! WHAT THE FUCK MAKES ME A DUMBASS HUH!? THE FACT THAT I'M GONNA KILL YOU IN THE COOLEST WAY POSSIBLE!? HUH!? IS THAT IT!? YOU'RE JUST SCARED CUZ YOU'RE GONNA DROWN YOU STUPID LITTLE SHIT FUCKER! YOU'RE GONNA DROWN WHILE YOU'RE DRUNK! THAT HAS NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE EVER! IT'S SO UNIQUE AND COOL! WHAT MAKES ME A DUMBASS HUH!? FUCK YOU! WHAT MAKES ME A DUMBASS AT ALL!?"
"Oh….nothing….but *hic were you paying attention to how much *hic* beeeeeer you were collecting there, bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbuddy?"
"How much beer I was…." Mikey looks over to see that while he was screaming at Cool kid, he has sucked up the entire vat of beer.
"Annnnd….leet me ask yu this! Did you fugot….beer is flaggable?"
"...Flaggable?"
"Oh no….I uh….I meeen….hammable! No wait….uh.."
"You mean…..flammable?"
Oh yeah! That's it! Thanks. Die." Cool Kid fires a bullet at the giant ball of beer beer Mikey had collected in his arm. As the bullet struck the beer, it exploded into a marvelous explosion of flame and alcohol. The flames burned all over Mikey's body, first completely consuming his arm, then slowly comsuning the rest of his body.
"AHHHHHHHH! STOP THE PAIN! PLEASE!"
"Gladly…*hic*" Cool Kid points his guns straight at Mikey eyes. Even when drunk, he's still a master shot. "Heh….juuuust like….Jaime….I'll shoe mercy this tiime." Cool Kid fires both of his guns, sending two bullets straight towards Mikey's eyes. They both strike right in his pupils. Cool Kid breathed deeply then looked up, knowing that he had defeated Mikey. He can finally rest.
*BAM*
Cool Kid's eyes open. What the hell was that?
*BAM*
Another one. It couldn't have been a coincidence. Cool Kid quickly lowers his head to see Mikey, still sitting in the same position he was in while he was shot. As he was staring at him, Cool Kid felt something hit his feet. He looks down, to see two large round eyes, resting at his feet. As he stares into their soulless pupils, his face goes pale.
"Tell me, did you really think those were my eyes? Come on, they were fake as fuck!" Mikey starts to stand up as the flames burn his body. "I thought you were supposed to be some kind of genius or something!"
"H….how? I...I get avoiding boolets, but how *hic* can you-"
"So you still haven't figured it out, dipshit? Wow, you are really dumb after all huh? Okay, let me give you a hint!" He uses his god arm that wasn't eviscerated in the fire to tear off the rest of the bandages. The flames consume his body, then slowly start to rise into the air. "Do you understand now Cool Kid? Huh? DO YOU!?" The flames quickly took the shape of a person, the exact same size and shape of Mikey. "Well? Got any good guesses detective?'
Cool Kid was too paralyzed with fear to say anything. He grasps his guns and slowly walks backwards. Mikey laughs.
"I can see you, you know. I know what you're doing, pussy. Now come on.." All of the flames in the room rise and form around Mikey. "Let's have some fun!"
"Fuck…." Cool Kid says under his breath.
Mikey makes a smirk of flame.