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It had been a moon since his best friend Crimothy and a rather large portion of the zoo had been slaughtered in Xarok’s berserker rage. Larry had called the feds on him, but they too were diced in twain by the wolf’s boundless fury. As Larry had watched the feds’ bullets bounce harmlessly off Xarok’s adamantium mail, he realized even Hulk wouldn’t help him then. Surviving the massacre only by hiding within his own mounting pile of feces, he had cried himself to sleep, never to wake again.
That night he woke to an oafish fog, so dense he could barely see the pirate by the edge of his cage. WAIT A MINUTE, he thought nincompoopingly, WHAT.
It was then that he realized the only man he feared more than Xarok or Antius was right before him. “NOOOOOOOOO!” he puzzled aloud. With the Snitch Cry called, he rushed toward his phone: the only phone that could help him now. Hoping the FBI had recuperated in the last few hours enough to save him, his wimpy fingers pranced around the neon green receiver and brought it to his silly lion ears. Just as he was about to press a button – any button, as they all speed-dialed the feds – a deadly hand pulled him away by his collar. It was then that he was brought face to face with his truest nightmare.
Captain Barbossa: former captain of the Black Pearl, a ship with a curse blacker than the seas themselves, and worst nemesis of Johnny Depp. It was he who Larry feared more than lawbreaking itself. It was he who now held Larry the Snitch King within his swashbuckling grasp. Larry bit his lip in a desperate attempt to keep his soul from escaping through his mouth at the scary sight.
“Oh god, don’t kill me!” he sniveled.
Captain Barbossa grimaced, his golden pirate tooth glimmering too close for comfort. “You’d best start believin’ in troll pictures, Larry. YOU’RE IN ONE!”
“NOOOOOOOOO!” Larry cried again. Then he realized the buccaneer was long gone, and it was daytime. “It was just a dream,” Larry sighed. “One long, horrible dream. That means Crim’s still alive!” He gandered around, and saw the blood from yesterday still coating most inches of the zoo. “Oh.” He said.
The snitch king promptly shat himself.
Not for the last time.
(Fun fact: Crim's only competent and present friend eVo the Frog is still searching for the shreds of his soul so a proper resurrection can take place. In the meantime, his funeral will be held as soon as his dad Crum gets his shit together.)
It had been a moon since his best friend Crimothy and a rather large portion of the zoo had been slaughtered in Xarok’s berserker rage. Larry had called the feds on him, but they too were diced in twain by the wolf’s boundless fury. As Larry had watched the feds’ bullets bounce harmlessly off Xarok’s adamantium mail, he realized even Hulk wouldn’t help him then. Surviving the massacre only by hiding within his own mounting pile of feces, he had cried himself to sleep, never to wake again.
That night he woke to an oafish fog, so dense he could barely see the pirate by the edge of his cage. WAIT A MINUTE, he thought nincompoopingly, WHAT.
It was then that he realized the only man he feared more than Xarok or Antius was right before him. “NOOOOOOOOO!” he puzzled aloud. With the Snitch Cry called, he rushed toward his phone: the only phone that could help him now. Hoping the FBI had recuperated in the last few hours enough to save him, his wimpy fingers pranced around the neon green receiver and brought it to his silly lion ears. Just as he was about to press a button – any button, as they all speed-dialed the feds – a deadly hand pulled him away by his collar. It was then that he was brought face to face with his truest nightmare.
Captain Barbossa: former captain of the Black Pearl, a ship with a curse blacker than the seas themselves, and worst nemesis of Johnny Depp. It was he who Larry feared more than lawbreaking itself. It was he who now held Larry the Snitch King within his swashbuckling grasp. Larry bit his lip in a desperate attempt to keep his soul from escaping through his mouth at the scary sight.
“Oh god, don’t kill me!” he sniveled.
Captain Barbossa grimaced, his golden pirate tooth glimmering too close for comfort. “You’d best start believin’ in troll pictures, Larry. YOU’RE IN ONE!”
“NOOOOOOOOO!” Larry cried again. Then he realized the buccaneer was long gone, and it was daytime. “It was just a dream,” Larry sighed. “One long, horrible dream. That means Crim’s still alive!” He gandered around, and saw the blood from yesterday still coating most inches of the zoo. “Oh.” He said.
The snitch king promptly shat himself.
Not for the last time.
(Fun fact: Crim's only competent and present friend eVo the Frog is still searching for the shreds of his soul so a proper resurrection can take place. In the meantime, his funeral will be held as soon as his dad Crum gets his shit together.)
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