Phone guy: Yooo
Vincent: Heyyyy
Fritz: *acknowledges his presence*
Jeremy: You sure do have a way with words, fritz...
show me how to do that
PG: If you need me, I'll be in my room eating pudding and crying because of this damn game chica recommended to me.
Fritz: I haven't seen anyone at the pizzeria... ya think mike made them do human stuff?
Jeremy: Mike didn't answer his cell
Vincent: They're probably busy
PG: Okay then
Phone guy: *opens door to his room*
Phone guy: ...
Phone guy: *goes back downstairs*
Phone guy: Vincent, how many dead bodies did you just hide in my room
Vincent: 6.
Phone guy: *teleports to his room and back down again*
Phone guy: There's only 3.
Vincent: Oh.
Vincent: *opens front door*
Vincent: W H E R E Y A G O I N ' ?
Goldie: CRUD HE FOUND US
Mike: RUN RUN RUN
Chica: MUST ESCAAAAAPE
Vincent: *closes door, runs to the kitchen* brb
Jeremy: *looks out window*
Fritz: JEREBEAR PROTECTION SQUAD *destroys the window, the window flies away and explodes when it reaches the stratosphere.
Fritz: Breaking the laws of physics fills you with determination!
Vincent: *runs out the door with a knife*
Phone guy: VINCENT
Vincent: WUT
Phone guy: Don't forget your lunch! *hands him over a paper bag with his lunch in it*
Vincent: Oh, I almost forgot. *takes it*
Vincent: Thx Scott! *runs out*
*meanwhile*
every step we took, we became unbalanced. it started raining, hard.
we held each other's weight, and with each other's help, we were able to walk a bit faster.
and we all felt the same. scared.
an emotion that we were supposed to be used to, a feeling that we felt all these years.
why did it feel like a new threat?
the only emotion we should be feeling was pain... but...
clenching our wounds, we started to be able to balance ourselves. we were filled with joy, we looked at each other, then we started running, running away from him.
it felt like reliving our childhood together.
we found a basket.
and inside the basket,
There were umbrellas, it was convenient, though we were already wet.
we didn't take any, so we ran past it.
hopefully, we find another human before-
!
"..."
My movements slowed. Goldie and Mike noticed.
"Oh, how 'knife'... a basket of umbrellas that I conveniently placed on an abandoned road."
"Why didn't you take any, dear?"
A stream of blood came from the wound. I started coughing blood.
I was turning into dust, but suddenly,
*meanwhile*
Phone guy: *eats pudding*
Phone guy: Hey Bonnie, want some of my pudding?
Phone guy: ...
Phone guy: I know...
Silence is key... *sighs*
Phone guy: BUT WHAT IF NOISE IS KEY
Phone guy: NOISE IS BAE KEY
Phone guy: I USE THIS SEXY KEY CALLED NOISE TO FEEL HAPPY
/1 frame later
Phone guy: *reverse sets their house on fire*
Jeremy: pretty
Fritz: blimey
Some neighbor: AISHITE, YOU HOMICIDAL MANIAC
