Heyo! I'm baaaack!
Toldja I'd see you soon.
Disclaimer: *from the top of a building to declare to the world* I AM HART BUTCHMANN!
Me:*yells to top of building* EVERYBODY DO THE FLOP!
Butchmann: *falls off building*
Me:*falls on face*
Next chappie... GO!
Dan shrugged, then resumed the strangling of his past self. It was hard, considering the fact that he was the size of a five-year-old. "If you kill me," Vlad choked out, "What happens to you?"
Dan laughed, releasing his grip on the (technically) older half-ghost. "What?" asked a very confused but happily breathing Vlad, rubbing the marks of Dan's fingers embedded in his neck.
Dan's laughter subsided to a (greatly) amused chuckle, "Oh, nothing," he snickered, "It's just that my puny and goodygoody past self said the exact same thing when he was fighting me!"
And done! TA-DAAA!
Not much to say here...
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There we go.
Fear my Fuzz,
Bear out.
