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Days after this tragic occurrence he lurked in his lair for days. He ate lots of DUMP CAKE AOMP, and sulked in his splendour. He rampaged, throwing dump cake at the passing Gunn-Chan and they became "friends" and dump cake dumping him. Dieu liked causing pain to gaytors so they get along quite well. Gunn-chan said in his country man twang voice, "I love ya man." Dieu reciprocated with, "okay my liege, broth," they retreated into the pyramid elegantly.
When inside of Dieu's all black, dark, damp, dim, and elegantly decorated, four sided cone of stone, Gunn-Chan whispered, "Hey bro uh just wonderin' why do you live in a pyramid?" Dieu replied, "Because it's cool, like my papa, not my dad who is lame, but like my papa who is hot and cool and abs and vampire, like me." Gunn-Chan shivered, "Does that m-mean you'll take slow sips of mi sangre? 🤠🥺" Dieu, "Maybe" and then he let out a low deep and quiet growlchkl hahgrrrgrgrrr hehe. Gunn-Chan said, "y-you don't wanna do that, all I eat is gaytor' jerky so my skin is like beef jerky, I-I I'll p-pee on ya master'." Dieu looked at him strangely and said, "blood isn't the only thing I like to drink" and with his red eye he peered into Gunchie's soul. Gunn-chan was applauded and disgusted, "Get yur fricken' blood eye out mah face boye or I'll frickin' frick ur mom." Dieu coldly replied, "I don't have a mom."
Gunn-Chan muttered, "well frick." Dieu, still eyeing gunch with his eye of red, "My dads are gay." Gun chan was fricked, "well frick"
Meanwhile Jouta was on the prowl in highballer high. He had to get to get to the sausage biscuits before his rival, Gri-pi-pi-pippa Comrade BB the first Gayder of gaytor hunter gaygay got to them. Suddenly he heard a sassy clacking of gaytor skinned heels and zebra print sequin studded leggings from justice from inside the cafeteria. "Oh no it's him," muttered Jouta. A figure emerged from the cafeteria struttily "ooh-wee" " I just wanna say it now, I ain't tryin' to round up drama, little mama," he said just before devouring one of his many biscuits whole. Jouta glared at the sassy sampler with great despair and rage. "You took them all, you gardening prop." Commie declared, "The beat is bangin' delish, maybe you'll get a taste," he strutted away.
Jouta sulked and went back to his solemn seat.
"Yare yare everyone here is so lame." Suddenly he saw a glint of light out of the corner of his eye. "Wimp". "Just another clumsy assassin, I'll pumle him after this class."
And then the assassin disappeared
The bell rang, Jouta picked his head up from the desk. A blonde guy walked over, "Dude, were you sleeping again?" Another blondie boy shuffled over, "yeah bro you've gotta keep up with those grades or the coach'll pull you outta the game man." Jouta stoically ignored them and buffly sauntered out of the room. The two blonde boys sighed in unison.
As Jouta walked down the hallway he saw something out of the corner of his eye. It was not a blonde boy, a rarity at highballer high. Fast, silent, and swift was this creature that Jouta didn't sense before it was gone once more. Naturally many assassins had been sent for him in the past, he didn't know why, he simply pummeled them, but this was new somehow. Most of the other assassins were weak bumbling chumps, absolute jesters, clowns, maybe even the entire circus, but this one was different. From Jouta's senses all he could make out was, "... a monkey?" he mumbled to himself. How strange... How bizarre... This creature has the aura of a human, yet the form of a monkey. "hm," he spoke and continued his saunter.
