Chapter 2: Gun

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Cronus aimed his gun for Dirk's high-heeled boots which made him only a couple feet shorter than Cronus.


"No, man. I wanna talk, man," Dirk uh insisted, putting his hands above um his head. Cronus sighed deeply.

"FINE." he said, throwing his gun into his TV and shattering the screen, pieces falling to the floor and disappearing magically because we can't have them getting hurt on set. "VWhat do you vwant from me NOWV?"

Dirk looked off into the distance, the sunlight glittering on his beautiful triangle shades. He looked back to Cronus suddenly, who was tapping his foot on the ground impatiently.

"Oh lol I forgot, man."

"So you vwalked into my uh house thing and I almost fuckin shot you and you FORGOT vwhat you were gonna say to me?" Cronus asked kind of angrily. He looked down at the short man who was only now like 7 inches tall because of his inverse-heels that actually kinda make him shorter because I forgot how tall he was compared to Cronus.


"Yeah, sorry, okay bye man see you at school tomorrow man," Dirk said, doing a full 180 out of the still open door.

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