George looked puzzled.
"You didnt..." He lowered his eyebrows. Jerry didnt respond immediately,
he paused, smirked and ran to the fire exit. "JERRY! ILL KILL YA!!!"
George was madder than ever before, he went purple and picked up
Jerry's 1994 Yankees: Bulls Homerun baseball and pulled it back. Elaine
knew George was p!*sed so she ran to him. Too late. The rest happened
in slow - mo. He threw the ball forwards. It flew straight, in a perfect
line. It was miliseconds away from Jerry's face when he ducked. The ball
went flying out the window and hit a street vendor below. The speed
resumed.
"Jeez!" Jerry had a blank face.
"Somebody didn't have his afternoon nap!" Kramer whispered in Elaine's
ear.
"I HEARD THAT!" George swung around. "What you want a piece of me?"
George suddenly spread his legs apart and raised his arms.
"Ohhh (pop) yeeeah" Kramer jumped on George and started scratching his
face like a cat. "Way of the cat! Meow!" He turned him over and stood him up, then leaped on him
again. This time he covered George's eyes. "Who ya daddah?" Cosmo
was smiling. George quickly stopped and relaxed, Kramer hanging on to his
hair.
"Get... off... "George was very uninterested "now." At hearing this,
Kramer hopped off and ran away yelping "mommee!" like a girl.
George was really angry now. There was a snort from Elaine, she was
trying not to laugh. She had a little smirk on her face; as did Jerry.
They both burst into laughter simultaneously. George ran out screaming
"SERENITY NOW!!!!"
"Hey George!" It was Newman, and he was eating a box of Godiva.
"Ah shaddup" Jerry and Elaine were still laughing.
"Whats eatin Costy?" asked newman. Jerry explained the whole thing.

End of chapter 2: Temper Temper. Next chapter, Revenge.