Tony the Tiger and Spring thing now have One heir to their Cereal empire throne...The other one died in the trials of the cereal mascots...This Heir's name is TarTiger(This is DEFINITELY NOT A HOMESTUCK REFERENCE...) TarTiger doesn't want to be a ce...
TarTiger and Fruror walked into a disgusting,Abandoned building with rats crawling everywhere."Is this the right place..?" "Listen up you country rich boy! You don't live in the city! This is the best we could get!" "Um...Ok.." TarTiger stepped around carefully around shards of beer bottles and puddles of blood? "Tip number one,Don't use the elevator EVER.Someone used it and...We never saw them again so let's just use the stairs for now on." Fruror sighed. "Why do you wear that mask?" "Whatever your stupid name is,I won't tell you that." The both of them walked up the creaky stairs.At the end of the stairs there was a dim lit hallway that had a weirdly clean door at the end of it."Don't tell me we're going in there!" TarTiger whispered."Yep..That's where we do business and get money money money..." Fruror's Monotone voice slightly dimmed.Fruror Opens the door and inside the room was nothing but a blue bean bag that had someone sitting on it."Introduce yourself...Newbie." Fruror snarled as TarTiger wasted time looking around."I'm TarTiger.." "Weird name...Fruror,Where did you get this guy from?" "He said he doesn't live in the city-" "I didn't say I didn't live in the city! I don't live in the city but still!" TarTiger squeaked."Haha...Well I'm Huzzar Ozzomo." Huzzar typed on her little laptop thingy. "Why am I here?" TarTiger whimpered."Because we need more employees in our secret business." Fruror Grumbled."Am I going to get payed?" "No...Not really,atleast for now." Huzzar mumbled.
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