One Preacher's Stroll

by IvyValentine1

Amos frowned and walked with his arms behind his back in Smallville. He glanced at more than a handful of trees. One smile started to replace his frown at a snail's pace. 'A stroll without the usual villains attempting to attack me,' he muttered under his breath. The preacher's eyes were wide the minute footsteps were heard. He looked around.

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Amos frowned and walked with his arms behind his back in Smallville. He glanced at more than a handful of trees.
One smile started to replace his frown at a snail's pace. ''A stroll without the usual villains attempting to attack me,'' he muttered under his breath. The preacher's eyes were wide the minute footsteps were heard. He looked around.

Many twigs snapped.

Amos began to glower as soon as one creature appeared and revealed its fangs near him.

''Disrupt a preacher's stroll?''

One tentacle suddenly emerged from his mouth and stretched to the creature. It struck the animal's snout repeatedly. Then the creature's shoulder. It returned to the preacher's mouth after a few moments went by.

Amos smirked when the creature fled.

''Never disrupt a preacher's stroll,'' Amos muttered. Arms were behind his back another time.

THE END