Lovely Day To Not Die {PAPERHAT!!!!!}

ch.1

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I'm a idiot with no brain and a mission to complete so enjoy this piece of cow crap I call a story
(Also I've never made a normal character in my life so enjoy this complicated crap)

It was a normal summer day in the lab. The fans where humming, serums where sizzling and Demencia was slowly chewing through one of the new metal tables. Flug just finished his new invention, the Minnionator. (LOL not the little yellow ones and this tool will be of use in the story) This machine makes any non living entity transform in a robot to help you in a fight.( Just imagine a Mac truck... ZAP! Optimus Prime and his Ford side kicks (°w°))Flug was about to pick up the device and take it to his boss when he noticed something. He felt light ansd it wasn't as hot as it was before, and all the normal noises seece to even have existed.
Flug knew what was happening. He sighed he did want this to end like last time. Flug was sitting in Blackhats stomach waiting to be digested. Last time this happened flug didn't notice anything in till he accidentally cut Blackhats stomach open , and he fell face first into the floor. After that he had to sew Blackhats stomach together and Demencia was onto flug for the next 3 months. Flug snapped dack into reality and noticed the big white line in mid air 5 (fake) feet away. Flug didn't want to die and he had only one idea and it was a horrible one, but he went with it hoping he wouldn't get scolded after this. Flug walked over to the nearly transparent atmospheric cut. He stopped and took a deep breath only to get a asid taste from the air, a indication he needed to hurry up. He put his hand on the white line quickly forgetting to be gentle. The room glitched a bit sadly only tilting the room a few degrees, making it look like Flugs foot was made into the floor. Flugs face got hot and he got mad , he was running out of patience, options and breath. He lost it. Flug pulled his arm back and punched the mark instantly getting the response he wanted. He landed face first onto the floor. He heard his boss gaging behind him and turned to look at him. Flug nearly threw up looking at Blacks open wound.

A little while later...

Flug had finished resewing all of Blackhats abdomen together and he no longer felt hungry. Despite the fact of not eating for 35 hours.

Okie I'm done for the chapter

Later lovely first mates~