It was a summer afternoon, at around 5AM, when rooty-tooty-point-n-shooty shots were heard.
"Who the hell are you?" A person asked.
"Your worst nighmare," Alfred said as he grabbed his rooty-tooty-point-n-shooty and fired.
The person fell dead.
Cops came.
Alfred used his rooty-tooty-point-n-shooty and shot all of them they died.
The end.
I'm tired.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Shots
FanficThis is gonna be a random oneshot made at 1:41AM on a sunday, sooooo no planning, just me winging it honestly. (probs won't be good)
