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"What are you, then?""Well..." Mel tries to think quickly but nothing comes to him. "Ok, you got me. So I am a bug! What of it?"Your eyes lock with Mel's. He looks angry. The two of you square off in a sort of staring contest. "Whatcha gonna do Bug-Boy?" you say looking as intently as ever. "Shut the fuck up Donal!" "Whatcha gonna do?" "Shut the fuck up!" You crack a smile. Mel smiles back and you both erupt into laughter. "Oh, Donal you almost had me there for a second!" Mel relaxes and lets his Aussie accent out. "Hahah, yeah Mel." The two of you share another laugh. "What do ya say we get outta here?" "Yeah, I'm gettin bored with this place." Mel leaps to the ceiling and punches a hole through it using his super bug strength. He unfolds his wings and flies up. You pull the fake human face and suit off of your bug body. You stretch your wings. They're a little cramped from lack of use. You hear Mel calling down. You jump up to meet him. "Ahh, the Gibson brothers back in action!" You say to yourself.This story node Copyright 2009 by phetus.Edit this node | Talk about this node (0 posts)Go up a node |
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