Chapter After: Beforenoon
"DALE!" Chris called from the street corner. He weakly reinserted his dentures into his handsome jaw. "You said… Nelson…"
Dale smirked and turned around, being sure to subdue Mighty will a swift punch from his own batoot. Mighty was knocked into a hydrant, the water sprayed everywhere, mingling with the blood as the armadillo fell unconscious.
"My father…" Chris growled. "How do you know my father?"
Dale took out a nail file and accurately aligned the tips of his five evil fingers. "Bad blood has run in our timeline since the very beginning, kid. What makes you think this is any different?"
Chris shot out a tentacle and swiped away the file, splitting it in twain.
"That is brat behaviour…" Dale sighed.
"Answer my words, Dale…" Chris seethed. "How are you and my father Nelson Thorndyke connected?"
Dale put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the sky. He had almost forgotten how glorious the supernova was to behold. "Me and Nelson were like the sun and moon… far from equals… but without both, either your days are endless or your life is an eternity in darkness…"
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