*5 months later, Thomas's pov*
The kool aid man was too perfect. I was starting to feel jealous about him. And that jelius turned into envy. And that envy turned into hatred. I wanna hill him!
I came out at night with a shovel and a bi spoon. I accidentally woke him up with my meal shovle and his peaceful orbs turned into orbs into orbs in terror.
I charged right at him and smashed his head with a metal shovel. His juice spilled out and his glass smashed. I reached for my big spoon and made shure all his juice was gone. Once I was sure he was dead, I licked the floor to taste his sweet liquid one last time.
THE END (OR IS SIT...)
