"This is what you were afraid to show me? What's so scary about a blossom – *gasp*" Hulk points a shaky finger at the dead body hanging from the blossom tree.
"W-what is t-that... w-why is there d-dead bodies here?" He asks, his voice shaking slightly.
"This is where i hide the bodies." Maya replies, brushing the hair out of the dead man's face. "You know when you want to tell someone something but you don't want to hurt their feelings so you kind of bottle it all up inside 'till it develops into an overwhelming urge to kill people."
Hulk nods. "I have some expierence in that area," he pauses "but i don't... literally kill people."
Maya shrugs, looking back at the dead body.
"H-how many people did you kill?" He asks, still staying a safe distance from his physcotic friend.
"... Well i killed like... at least four people per week..." She says, tapping her chin.
"How many weeks have you been doing this?"
"Yesterday..."
"Oh, thats not bad." Hulk says, relieved.
"Will be two months... since I started."
"Oh."
"So I killed..." Maya does the math slowly in her head, while Hulk waits impatiently.
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"Oh for crying out loud! It's thirty-two!"
"Wow, I killed thirty-two people." Maya says, a proud smile plastered on her face.
"That's not a good thing!" Hulk slaps her shoulder. "You need to stop this, now!"
Maya shrugs.
Hulk sighs. "What is it that you keep bottling up that... made you kill people?"
"I accidently killed your mother."
"What?"
"She is floating in the pond."
He turns his attention towards the pond, seeing his mother floating in the water.
