November 11, 2016
A van came. Mr. Discargo panicked and hid. When it came close, Mr. Discargo realized wasn't an Absolite van(sketchy white van that people sell Absolite in). It parked. Two men came out of it. The one with glasses was holding a propane tank. The other man was wearing a hat and sunglasses while smoking.
They walked inside the store. "WHO ARE YOU?" asked Spike.
"I am Hank Hill, Strickland Propane."
"I am Dale Gribble, Gun Club President and Exterminator."
"I'm Spike, my bro Discargo is not here. Why have you come?" Spike demanded.
"Don't call me that!" Mr. Discargo corrected.
"I brought this propane tank that you could use to help burn down Absolite." Hank said.
"Thanks a lot, Hank!" Spike replied.
"Do you know what Trump is up to? I was running for president and I got only 10 popular votes. Saddest day of my life. But I could help you get rid of Trump's evil plot and Absolite" Dale demanded.
"Sorry I didn't vote for you. I didn't know you RAN for president. Please help." Both Manectric brothers said.
"Destroying the government? Of course."
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Rulers of the Spikeverse and Absolite: Peril Fortress Fanfiction [PFWATTYS2016]
FanficTwo Manectric brothers, Mr. Discargo and Spike didn't mind something until they find out what it does. As they meet people and Absols, they find out more about it. In their journey through politics, chemistry and Motorsport, they try to stop it from...