Domino sat on Mutavore's desk, laying in front of the gigantic monster.
"Why even try mutavore? They always come back." Domino said with a smile, Mutavore glanced up, and looked at him. The anger in his eyes was already apparent.
"I have a plan, Domino. A vision for this realm." Mutavore said sharply. Domino grinned.
"So do i." Mutavore ignored him, and continued talking.
"You know you have no power right now. Why must you bother me during my work." He grumbled.
"What else do i have to do?" Domino laughed, he floated up and circled Mutavore's head, Mutavore swatted at him.
"Go bother your son or something, I don't fucking know just get out of my face or you'll be feeling my plasma breath." Mutavore said aggressively. Domino burst out into laughter.
"BA! Son, that's funny. Bowser was... a device. A way to further expand my plan. He may think he has worth, but he'll never forget he's only here for one reason, he's a distraction." Domino continued.
"I too, play the act of a distraction. Though not to such a... Bowser extent. I don't intend on throwing you off Mutavore, as a matter fact I endorse your ideas much more than those Galactic Defenders." Mutavore looked at him dead in the eyes.
"Then why did ask me what the point of this was?" Domino looked at him.
"I wanted to see how bothered you could get until you snapped." Mutavore chuckled.
"I snapped long ago." Domino smirked.
"I'll be taking my leave now, see you soon." And with that, Domino was gone. Mutavore sat there, for the first time in a while, he felt discomfort.
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The Freedom Fighters: Scripts & Ideas
FantasyThis is a compilation of little mini stories i've written for my series called The Freedom Fighters. Warning, most of these DO HAPPEN EVENTUALLY in the story i'm telling, so if you don't want spoilers I would advise not reading this. If you're inter...
