That's it. You've had it. You are tired of the constant mocking. You are tired of the inconsistent rhymes. And you are still bitter about how much glitter is all over you due to him! You refuse to take this. You want out! Now!
You rush the Hat Man, screaming like a Viking warrior. Heads of the surrounding patrons turn to watch you. Your adrenaline is spiked. The Hat Man watches you approach, never wavering with that ghastly smile. Frankly, that should have been the red flag you needed to stop while you were ahead.
Your arm swings forward ready to land the perfect blow on his cheekbone. But you don't ever make that contact. Instead, your fist gets swallowed up to your elbow by his grotesque face. How did it even-? His stretched smile grows even larger - very smug - before he bites down, taking your arm completely off at the elbow. You scream again in bloody terror as blood begins gushing from your new open wound.
No one around you reacts. Why would they? They have likely seen this sort of thing before. What? You thought you were the only one who would attempt to attack an almighty deity of time? Seriously, why did you even pick this option? Over-confident in your abilities, much?
With a sickening crunch, the Hat Man closes his now massive mouth over your head, too. Your headless corpse falls into a heap on the floor, where a couple of women come to clean you away.
THE END
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