Iggy takes a deep breath and keeps his composure...
"You can't kill me." Iggy says, confronting Massacre.
"Is that so? Oh well, I'm not here to kill anyone in the room anyway..."
"Hah, watch him jinx that claim." Pickle sarcastically says.
Iggy shuts Pickle up with a "Shh!".
"Now please excuse me. I would like to order two croissants, please."
Pickle is quick to interrupt.
"Order your bitter face, Nacho! You haven't seen the last of us just yet~"
Iggy frantically drinks Pickle and pants nervously.
"...For who is the other croissant for?" Iggy asks with slight intimidation.
"A meeting with my acquaintance. We have some... plans to discuss."
Iggy subtly looks at Massacre with a neutral expression. He silently grabs the tongs and made his way under the counter, picking up a plate.
Pickle, who is inside Iggy's stomach, fills in the dead air.
"Hello, hello? It's dark down here, I can't see a thing!" Pickle banters.
"Keep your voice down, We can't afford to see him on a rampage!" Iggy replies.
"Knowing him, he's gonna do what he wants anyway."
Iggy, out of nowhere, nauseates and burps out blue smoke. It rises to the top of the cafe's fur down.
"Summon the bazooka in case the negotiations break down." Pickle replies.
Iggy contemplates for a while and lifts himself back up with two croissants on the plate.
"That'll be $4.95." He said.
Massacre thinks to himself. "...And a cappuccino, please."
Iggy carefully lifts the pencil whilst looking at Massacre in contempt.
"How do you spell Cappuccino again?"
Massacre swiftly closes in on Iggy.
"A scriptwriting storyteller... that doesn't know how to spell cappuccino?"
"Yeah, that's what I was thinking~" Pickle interrupts.
"You just can't shut your trap, can you!?" Iggy angrily complains at his stomach.
"...I'm waiting for my order." Massacre responds, tapping constantly on the counter.
"Miss Ghost? One cappuccino, for dine." He says, without batting his eyes off Massacre.
...
"Nope! :D" Kay replied.
It was the reply Iggy had been waiting for.
Iggy immediately makes his toy shotgun touch the glowing smoke under the fur down, turning it into the Bubblegum Bazooka. Of course, the signature straw hat lands behind the front sight.
He aims it at Massacre.
"You heard what Miss Ghost said. She said no. That means you're not welcome here."
Kay sports a broken face from the kitchen.
"...I was just joking, sheesh." She nonchalantly replies as she continues her work.
Massacre looks around him.
"Well then." He said. "Consider this an act of self-defense."
Massacre unleashes a sharp net; its mouth resembling that of an eel. A dozen fangs make up the net's entrance.
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Follow Me! (The Golden Ridge Saga)
HumorTwo friends, Iggy and Pickle, travel the world to follow and defeat a foe that is shaping their world to his liking.
