/lit/ - Literature

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Running now, Frinchi crosseyed, shaking the tweetie birds off, "Ryan, come on! We don't have all day. Where is the Pokemane Card!?!!"

"I'm not telling you, Frinchi! You can go to h-h-hell...", he laughed to himself, heh.

"B-B-B-B-But-" she stuttered as his words sent waves of pain down her spine. "W-W-W-What did you do that t-t-t-t-to her for?!"

The pokiman card of power, which could turn him into a god, was now in his grasp. And, most importantly, he was done playing. He was going home.

"Ryan, I need to go out. You'll be in charge while I'm gone, right?"

Ryan didn't answer. Frinchi was getting more pale by the second.

"D-Do you s-see?!" he screamed, as he tore down a street. "Do I s-see?!"