Bakuma, drags Dark down into the Earth.
Dark: Why are we here?
Bakuma: Because, there are little kids up there.
Dark: So.
Bakuma: I'm sure their
parents wouldn't like their kids to see al of this violence!
Dark
gulps.
Bakuma, pulls out his chainsaw again.
Bakuma, drags Dark back up to the surface.
Dark: Oh no.
Bakuma, gathers up an audience.
Bakuma: Hello, and welcome to stupid tv, a gameshow where the audience get kil... I mean where the audience gets a prize!
The audience leaves.
Bakuma: Screw them! Dark will just die without anyone seeing his death!
One audience member comes back: I wanna see his death!
Bakuma, cuts the audience member's head off with his chainsaw.
Bakuma: Sorry buddy, this is a private funeral!
Bakuma, looks back at Dark, but realizes Dark Dark has ran away.
Bakuma: Oh, I'll find that little...
Bakuma: Oh yeah, I forgot about the little kids.
Bakuma thinks to himself: Screw the kids!
Dark, walks up behind Bakuma with a shotgun!
Dark: Hold still you little...
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Yeah I know, I've been making short chapters lately, but, It will be worth the wait! Thanks!