Burnt:..AH...FOJFJRJFJRORJFIRUIGHDJRNGJGNJFGNJGFNJFGJNTGJBNGNGITJGNRITGJYIBTKFGOTGJTGIHJO
Burnt:I NEED LEGS I HAVE HAD IT FUUUUAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
burnt lifts his hand up and tears his middle part of his body out and reassembles his new legs....
(The next morning)
Tipe walks into the kitchen to see burnt pouring something.....but he can't tell..
Tipe:burnt I heard something from your room last night and I-HOLY CRAP WTH HAPPENED TO YOU?!
Burnt:...Oh this.? Eh it's nothing must have been a issue in the system
Tipe:yeah you could be right...
[end of epilogue]
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The staredown......
FanfictionOnce a pall of mine witch you will meet in this....kinda did something I never expected to even see....
