Twenty-two – An Unfortunate Crossover
Warren was not happy.
Being slammed repeatedly between two invisible walls had really put a crimp on his escape plans.
And a dent in his nose.
"Well, howdy Warren."
Plus Willow had found him.
"DIME DO DIE DOSENDURG!" he threatened nasally, brandishing a small box.
Willow raised an unimpressed eyebrow. "Uh-huh."
The box sprouted wings and flew towards her.
However, before it reached her, some specky kid on a broom snatch it out the air.
"I've got the snitch!" cried the boy triumphantly.
Then he exploded into gory bits
"Ewww." Willow grimaced.
Then Warren stuck an axe in her back.